The next few days were particularly difficult on Phuwin. The police conducted their investigation over his manager while the management stepped in to check in and also arrange therapy for Phuwin.
However, due to the issues that had arose over this, the management also decided to let Phuwin take a back seat and abstain from his filming commitments for a bit. I was worried it would take a toll on him further, but the break did him wonders.
His parents moved in with him for a bit and took care of him while Pond and I went back to our filming commitments. However, I went to visit him without fail daily.
This routine took place for the next 2 months. With therapy, Phuwin was starting to come out of that fragmented shell bit by bit. However, he was adamant in not wanting a manager anymore and to negotiate his own acting and commercial deals moving forth. It meant extra work on his part, but with the recent saga that had happened, Phuwin really didn't want to take that risk anymore.
I supported him fully on this decision and told him to just take his time. He nodded and just laid his head on my chest. It had become our routine to cuddle up on his bed post dinner daily. I would stay with him till he fell asleep and then go home.
As usual, he fell asleep about 30 minutes later, and I eased myself from his hold. I went out to the living room where his parents were, just watching tv. His mother beckoned me to come over and join them.
"Is he sleeping dear?" She asked softly. I nodded, saying he had. I said I would come by tomorrow after work.
"Do you stay with your parents or alone Force?"
"Alone auntie. Why?"
"Why don't you move in with Phuwin or ask him to move in with you? You must be so tired doing this daily in and out."
"It's ok, auntie. He's.. just recovering finally. And he would want his space too. I would want him to move in with me or vice versa but I am not sure on how he would take to it so I will give it some more time before I ask him this question. I think nothing would make me happier than to be able to see him 24/7 to be honest."
Phuwin's mother smiled at me, patting my knees affectionately.
"Well I know we will be more than happy to have you two making it official anytime when you are ready."
His father uttered cheekily. I just laughed, blushing irrecoverably. I took my leave after a while and went back home. As I was getting ready in bed, I was browsing through social media and saw the numerous photos that we had taken over the last 6-8 months.
My fingers just ran gently over my phone screen trying to touch Phuwin's face through the screen. Just then the phone rang, surprising me. It was Phuwin's mom!
I answered it only to find out that Phuwin was having a bad nightmare and night terrors and was screaming away. He hadn't had such a rough night in ages and it caught me off guard. I quickly jumped out of bed, grabbed my phone and just left without a 2nd thought, reaching his house in 10 minutes flat.
I could hear him crying away in his room and went in only to see his mom trying to comfort him but failing.
"Phuwin..." I called out softly.
He looked up seeing me.
"Where did you go, P.. where did you go? Why did you leave me alone?"
My heart went out to him and I instantly went over grabbing him in my arms. He cried bitterly, about the nightmare and being frightened to death. I tried soothing him and he finally calmed down about 15 minutes later.
He fell asleep in my arms but this time, I didn't let go of him. As his parents left the room, locking the door after themselves, I eased myself into bed, lying next to him. Phuwin was clutching onto my shirt the entire time and didn't let go.
Well he didn't need to, I has absolutely no plans of doing so. I was definitely moving in with him. There was no way in he'll I was going to let him go through this again.