54. Resolve
Peter felt his resolve weakening. His anger cooled but his feelings for Bia were still there. I must be strong, Peter told himself. I can’t take this boy back. I have to draw the line somewhere. Really.
I wish Bia could stop stalking me. I need not to see him for a while if I am to get over him. The way he keeps popping up uninvited I can’t get the distance to him I need to move on. When I hear his voice I begin to miss him. That sweet boy voice… his Lanna accent… And when I see his face. Yes, the body too. He is a cute boy. It will be hard to find anyone as nice as Bia.
Poor Bia. He is just a kid. I wonder what his mental age is. It surely isn’t 21. He doesn’t know what he is doing. He is basically a kid who needs someone to love him and take care of him. That was what I did. But then he must keep his part of the bargain and not screw up. Did he learn his lesson now? If I took him back could I be sure this would not happen again? Wait, am I thinking of taking him back? No can do. Be strong, Peter.
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Bjorn didn’t trust dr. Som. What he did was OK but Bjorn suspected him of wanting to keep Larson longer than necessary. The longer Larson stayed in the hospital the bigger the bill. After diagnosing Larson and doing the CT scan the doctors didn’t do anything more. Larson was left to recover by resting and waiting.
After two days Bjorn decided to take Larson out of the hospital. Larson didn’t have a vote; he was broke. But Larson was bored in the hospital and wanted to leave anyway. Bjorn paid the hospital and got a Bangkok taxi from 2nd road. Bjorn told the driver he would get a 500 baht bonus if he drove softly and slowly. This was hard for the driver to do but at least the trip back to Bangkok wasn’t as bumpy and hair-raising as it could have been otherwise.
Larson threw his neck thingy away when they arrived at the Malaysia hotel.
- I am fully recovered, declared Larson.
- Don’t be so sure, said Bjorn. The doctors said you should take it easy for a coupe of weeks. No roller coaster rides. No headbanger parties. No drinking and no hanky panky.
- They didn’t say no hanky panky, said Larson. You made that up.
- You only have one head. You should look after it. And if you don’t behave I will cut your allowance.
- That’s not fair, said Larson.
- You have no cash and no credit cards. You depend on me for money the rest of your holiday.
- I can arrange for money to be transferred from my account in Sweden to yours, said Larson. I can do that by phone.
- Good, said Bjorn. We can start with the 13 500 baht hospital bill. And don’t forget the 2000 you still owe me from your toilet blowjob.
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