Bas' POV

I was of course just playing about putting a bullet hole in P'Cop's head.  But I had a good mind to wring that deceitful bastard's neck.  I made some lame excuse the next morning to P'Tae and P'Tee not to go with them to the hospital.

After a delicious breakfast courtesy of my ever loving mom I received a call from P'Kim.

"Hey," I said on my phone, "are you okay?"

"Just barely," he replied.  "Bas, I have a big favor to ask of you.  Could you take this bag of fruits to the hospital for me.  I will drive over to your house to drop it off."

"But P'Kim, I already made an excuse to P'Tae and P'Tee not to go to the hospital so they have already left without me.  I really don't want to see that bastard's face or I will be sorely tempted to bash his face in.  Or maybe I will wait for him to recover then I will hit him hard in the area of his appendectomy."

"Jesus Christ, Bas, I didn't know that you had a violent streak in you!" P'Kim exclaimed.

"Please, Bas," he continued, "I really want to send him these fruits.  They will help him to recover faster because they contain lots of vitamin C.  I will drive over to your house to pick you up, we can go to the hospital together but I will wait for you in the parking lot."

"You have such a gigantic martyr complex, P'Kim,"  I said, "but I know that you will feel bad if you're not able to get those fruits to your beloved deceitful Copter, so just this once I will give in to your request."

"I'm on my way!" he said, and cut the call.  In his excitement the poor martyr had forgotten to thank me nor even bothered to say bye.

I informed mom that P'Kim was on his way to pick me up and that we were going to visit P'Cop in the hospital.  She already knew since yesterday that P'Cop had to undergo a surgery.

Several times throughout the drive to the hospital P'Kim had several near misses and had earned several loud honks from the other motorists.

"Jesus, P'Kim,"  I said, "pay attention to the traffic.  Take your mind off P'Cop at least until we reach the hospital.  I don't wanna end up in a hospital bed myself.  Jesus."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry.  We're almost there," he said.

When we reached the parking lot and parked his car, he handed me the bag of assorted fruits.  He also handed me a get well card to give to P'Cop as well.  I really have to give credit to this love stricken idiot.  I could never do what he's doing after discovering that my lover has been deceiving me all this time.  I would probably just end up behind bars for murder.  Or maybe I could get away with crime of passion.  I just would have to hire a really good lawyer to defend me.

I walked up to the information desk at the hospital lobby and was told that I could find P'Cop in room 333.  I was able to find it without much trouble.  When I got there I found the room with the door slightly ajar.  I heard a young woman's voice and P'Cop's voice.  I decided not to enter first but wait for the conversation to finish before walking in.

"P'Cop, I'm so relieved that you are recovering very quickly.  I'm so glad that you will be discharged tomorrow.  Then you can resume your normal activities after a week or so according to your doctor.  By the way, my boyfriend sends his apologies for not being able to come see you.  He cannot get away from his review classes.  They are very important and critical in order to pass the bar exams."

"Tell him not to worry,"  I heard P'Cop say, "I totally understand."

I chose to knock and enter the room at this point.

"Hi, Bas," said P'Cop, "P'Tae and P'Tee just left.  I thought they said you could not come because you had a tummy ache."

"It's gotten better,"  I said.  Of course I had lied about the tummy ache.

"By the way, this is Kannika," he said pointing to the pretty girl standing beside me.  "She's been my friend since we were in elementary school.  My mom likes to refer to her as my childhood sweetheart because she's so sweet.  Look at her she abandoned her boyfriend today just to give me those flowers on my bedside table."

"Excuse me,"  I said and turned around to walk out the door still holding the bag of fruits in my hand.

"Wait!  Where are you going?" P'Cop called out from his bed.

"To go get my father's gun to put a bullet hole in P'Kim's head instead,"  I said under my breath as I sped down the hallway.