Ocean Mist : Kob l Tik

nancyvang

sarNie Adult
Title: Ocean Mist
“When the deep purple falls over sleepy garden walls, And the stars being to flicker in the sky, Thru' the mist of a memory you wander back to me, Breathing my name with a sigh.”

Quote by: Mitchell Parish



CAST: Kob Suvanant, Tik Jessadaporn Pholdee
GENRE: ROMANTIC/MYSTICAL/DRAMA
Rated:pG-13

:::OCEAN MIST (MV) [Miti Ruk Talay Fun - Love Between Dimensions]:::
Kob Suvanant and Tik Jessadaporn

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Song Title: Nai Sai Lom (In The Breeze)
Artist: Ae Sasikarn


Spoiler/Synopsis:
In the beginning Tik was depress, his novelist career wasn't going anywhere and he didn't believe in giving love or receiving love. Because he and his sister were neglected (his parents business was on the horizon so they focus more on their work), his sister died during his childhood days, he stop caring since then.

Upon living on a beach house near the ocean, he thought he'll have inspiration for his stories but he end up being hungry cause no one wanted to buy his stories. He hallucinate, thinking he's better off dead so he won't feel the pain of being hungry, he ends up drowning himself. But of course he has a savior. Which is Kob, whom comes into his life mysteriously, the house he lives in she claims was her, she has the ownership papers to prove them, things were unclear to him because another person claim the house as theirs (Kob's step-mother and step-sister). Also Kob doses off frequently.

Tik and Kob live together like roomates. However, Tik profits from her because he uses her daily routine and events into his stories and having it finally publish into the town's newspaper, he doesn't letting her know about it, but buys her stuff in return. Kob falls in love with him but he doesn't take it seriously, Kob's childish acts make Tik treat her like they're brother/sister. He unconsciously cares for her, as though he's replacing the lost of his little sister. But Kob falls in love with him, always pestering him and daring to make him show affection toward her, knowing he has a protective barrier, little trust. Although Tik tease her throughout times, he doesn't recognize he was playing with her feelings as well as his. He can feel his life enlighten because of her. She hope she doesn't have to tell him she loves him and that he'll eventually know it through listening to the breezes. One day Kob finds out he's been writing about her, she skim through the story until the end of the story, she doesn't response with anger other than telling Tik she'll disappear like his character who was an angel, coming into his life to show him to forget the past and learn to love himself and others.

He was unaware that Kob indeed was somewhat mystical, not a angel, but a lost spirit. She soon goes back to her body. Tik realize he could hear her feelings through the breeze, since they live in a beach house and she was always painting on the shore of the beach, but then Kob wasn't conscious of what her spirit did while it left her body, she has no clue of Tik.

Only the breeze and ocean knew what once exist between them. Will Kob gain the memories she had with Tik as a spirit. After all her life is in closure just like Tik before her spirit interfere. Tik was saved by her presence, but will his existence save her.


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Chapter 1

***Flashback***

Unknown Male: “I think an autobiography about your pathetic LIFE would more likely be published compared to your wanna be James Bond and 07 stories.”

***Flashback Ends***

Tik Jessadaporn Pholdee is a twenty five year old unsuccessful novelist, directed in the action genre. Throughout the years he had been trying to get his stories publish, but it seem that they’re not good enough. Recently Tik moved away from the city and rented a place located in a secluded area. He had hope it would help him relax his mind and find inspiration, but instead he grew more depress.

One day Tik went to sit on his balcony, he couldn’t think of what to write. Frustrated, Tik scribbled on his paper, then crumble it and threw it over the railing. As he made his way outside to the sandy beach, he tossed and threw things around, he didn’t even bother to put on his sandals when left the house.





Tik: “If I can’t write I can’t eat...” He crouched down as he strolled down the shoreline. “What is wrong with my head?” He pulled his hair as though wanting to rip the hair off his head. His stomach grumbled and he let go of his hair, placing his hands around his stomach. “I can’t take this anymore. It’s like I’m already dead!” He began to pace toward the rushing waves of that cold morning. He did not shudder a bit to the cool breeze and icy water beneath his waist. Everything went dark the moment his whole body was underneath the ocean water. “I feel nothing...does it mean I am dead?” Slightly, he saw a ray of light. “Ah. Follow the light.” He rush toward it, the closer he got to the light the colder he felt, suddenly a warm breeze pushed him back into darkness. “No...” He screams. Tik could feel a tender warmth upon his lips as he open his eyes to see a fuzzy figure on top of him.

Kob: “I saved him. A mermaid man! I mean Merman!” She forgets herself and slapped the men in the face very hard, she was so happy for she can call herself a heroin. “You’re alive aren’t you?” She shook him violently. Tik closed his eyes again hoping to go back to where he could see the light. Kob slammed her fist into his muscular chest and Tik gave a loud cry as he immediately pulled himself to a sitting position. He rubbed his chest to sooth the pain.

Tik: “I am not a mermaid man. Why do you bother with me? You mind your own business girl.”

Kob: “Such an attitude toward your savior. Where are you manners? Don’t you even care that gave you CPR?” She clutched her hand together and pressed it against her lips. “To think I lost a kiss to a bum.”

Tik: “I did not ask you to save me okay. And I am not a bum, I have a place to live, don’t make assumptions.”

Kob: “But you’re stomach is grumbling very loudly. That was why I had to get out of the water.”

Tik: “What? You came out of the water?”

Kob: “I was searching for oysters and crabs.” She took a net bag and showed it to Tik, it made him swallow hard. “I will head home.”

Tik didn’t care he lets out a whimper. Tik finally felt alive again, he could feel his feet frozen from the chill, he couldn’t get himself to stand, nor speak another word, his lips were trembling like crazy. “Rub yourself to get warm.” She blew on her hands then put it against Tik’s cheek. It wasn’t long before Tik found himself following Kob. “Want to have a warm drink with me?” She calls over her shoulder.

Tik: “What kind of woman open up to a stranger so quickly?” He thought. “But I am surely hungry, I would have to take the offer.”

Kob: “I’m home!” She spoke as though she hasn’t been there for awhile. “Come in...” She invites him. She rushes into the house. When Tik raises his head, he saw that the house she ran into was his. “Why is it such a mess, was there a robber here?” She put a kettle on the stove before starting to clean.

Tik: “Eh. This is my house.” He kicked a chair aside.

Kob: “Can’t you be careful with that.” She fixed the chair to the right position.

Tik: “Who are you and why did you call this place your home?”

Kob: “What’s up? I am the owner.” She went into a cabinet and slapped the paper into his chest. It state the owner was a person by the name of ‘Kob Suvanant Kongying.’

Tik: “There must be a mistake. I rented this place, the lease is in my name.” He took out a folder and show Kob proof.

Kob: “That’s odd.” She scratched her head. “Well...nice to meet you roommate.” She took his hand and shook it. “Please be careful with my stuff next time.” She winked at him and continued to clean up the place.

Tik: “I don’t think you understand. I bought this place to be left alone not share it with an optimistic girl like you.”

Kob: “To be left alone? Ohh...that’s sad.” She made a puppy face. She stopped her joyfulness when noticing a portrait was gone. “Where is it? Did you mess with it?” She pointed at him. She was becoming upset. “There is one thing you shouldn’t touch that is my paintings, especially the one of my family.” As she marched at him, a blast of air shot through her toward Tik, Kob felt weak and slumps down. Tik catches her before she hits the floor.

Tik: “Great. I found myself a crazy girl. Life just gets better and better doesn’t it.” He says in a sarcastic tone.

Tik climb the stairs to take her to his bedroom to wrap her in his blankets since she was cold to the touch. When Tik walked through the hallway, the room across his, flew open. When Tik took his first step into the house, he had tried numerous ways to open that room but it wouldn’t budge, not until now. He felt eerie the moment he turns to the door. While he carried Kob, it was as though a magnetic force was pulling him into the room. He could see the bright pink bed sheets and a wallpaper that was fill with paint droplets of all sorts of colors. The moment Tik reached the door, Kob opened her eyes. She thanked him and quickly ran into the room, the door immediately closes in Tik’s face. He was about to call to her but the kettle was wailing loudly, he rush down.

In the kitchen Tik saw two cups laid out with black cocoa. He was so thirsty he forgets to put a mitten on when grabbing the kettle, the metal burnt his palm. Kob quickly came to his aid, Tik could again feel the warmness of her touch. He notice she change her clothing, however he couldn’t remember what she was wearing before that.

Kob: “This is an old kettle, you should be careful next time.” She blew to cool down his hand. After sitting Tik in the living room, she proceeded to make coffee. Kob did not understand why her hands were shaking aggressively as she pour the water out of the kettle into the cups. Her heart was beating vigorously. It wasn’t until she put the kettle down that she became steady. She stared at the kettle for a long moment before Tik intruded her with his coughing.

Kob put the cups into a platter along with some pouches of sugar and headed into the living room. She sat next to Tik not giving him any personal space. He scoots away and she scoots closer, he finally took one last scoot and fell off the edge. Kob laughed.

Kob: “I’m sorry about earlier. It turns out the painting was in my room.” She raised her head to gaze at something in front of her. Tik did not realize when, but Kob had already put up a portrait on that empty spot. It was a picture sketch with pen and color in with oil pigment, Tik can recognize Kob in the picture along with a man and a woman. “Dad always loved this picture when he came to visit.” She sighed, then turn to look at Tik. “Why don’t we get comfortable with each other by making a toast to our newly companionship.” She shook a pouch of sugar that was in her hands. “How much sugar do you want?”

Tik: “I don’t like sugar. I prefer nothing.”

Kob: “You like your coffee bitter? What an odd man. You should try something new for a change.” She ripped the sugar pouch open. Tik stops her before she could pour the sweetness into his cup.

Tik: “Life isn’t always full of sweetness.” He clutched her hand.

Kob: “I understand.” She rips his hand off her wrist. And continue to pour two pouch of sugar into his cup.

Tik: “This is a murderous world, full of cruel humans.”

Kob: “I know.” She sipped her coffee not noticing the bitter taste, since she hasn’t put any sugar substance into it. She drinks casually. “We all know the world isn’t fair, but we make the best out of it. Like I live for art and you live for writing. Having something you dedicate your life to, that makes you want to live.”

Tik: “How did you know I was a writer?”

Kob: “There’s a lot of crumbled paper thrown outside. I gave an educated guess.” She puts her drink down.

Tik: “Okay. I’m a novelist. So seeing paint droplets in your room, you’re a painter of some sort, Kob Suvanant Kongying.”

Kob: “I haven’t heard a person spoke of my name for the longest time.” She carved a smile. “That’s odd, I don’t remember what I was doing the day before...”

Tik: “I’m going to get this straighten out in the afternoon. I don’t believe your Kob, you are making things up.” However, Tik couldn’t understand why there was a kettle in his house and coffee ingredients, the last time he check his cabinets and refrigerator there wasn’t any food.

Kob: “I am Kob Suvanant Kongying.”

Tik: “Then where is your identification card?”

Kob: “It’s here...somewhere...” She looks around. “Why is there a gap in my mind?” She thought.

Tik: “You can’t proof yourself. So...” He gripped her arm and dragged her outside. “You can stay out there until you bring me proof.”

Kob: “Eh...” Before she could utter a word, the door was close. Kob sat the little steps near the house and mope. An idea came into mind. She quickly went to find sticks.

Inside the house, while Tik brainstorms his next story he smells a marvelous aroma. He couldn’t help but close his eyes and get up from his seat to follow the smell. He goes outside to his balcony and lean forward, when he opened his eyes he spots Kob at the bottom grilling a few crabs and using a card board to fan the smoke toward the house. Kob quickly stop fanning and kneel down to flip the crabs over, she rip off an arm and took out a piece of crabmeat.

Kob: “Yummy...so good...there’s so much crab here, I would like to share this delightful food with someone.” She pretended to not notice Tik who was staring from the balcony. He gulped and came out of the house.

Tik: “What do you really want from me...?”

Kob: “Your trust.” She grabs him and sat him near the fireplace where the crabs were grilling. “Do you think I would poison this food?”

Tik: “Of course...” Kob slightly nudged him.

Kob: “That’s absurd. I hardly have knew you.”

Tik: “Robbers doesn’t necessary have to know their victim. Who ever gets in their way they have to get rid of them with no hesitation, they don’t care who you are.”

Kob: “Naive!” She tossed a piece of Tik’s crumble paper into the fire to keep the blaze going. “You’re like this that’s why you stories suck...” She again continue to burn away Tik’s crumble papers. “Being a good writer you have to make connections. If you just assume that it was a simple robbery, then the story will end the moment it started. You have to think of your story like a jigsaw puzzle, everything you hear, see, and touch is a piece of your puzzle.” Kob began chewing on her crab. “You have to pay attention to details” She opens a piece of paper and threw it aside in disgust. “Wow... ‘he is dead.’ Put more gruesome words into it, like...the bullet shot through his head. His brain materials splatter around the street. There is no sympathy in the Mafia leader’s eyes as he fix the collar of his black leather jacket and swiftly turn away....” Kob shudder when she thought about the horrific scene. “You lack viciousness and brutality in your stories, have you thought of changing your genre.”

Tik: “It’s none of your business.” Kob shrugged to his stubbornness. Tik’s crouched forward and put a hand over his stomach to hide the loud grumble that was coming from his stomach.

Kob: “Here...” She hands over a crab. Tik looks at the food that was offer to him and hesitates, he did not want to look like a beggar. “Hurry. While it’s still warm.” She threw it on his lap. Tik quickly grab it jiggle it into the air, keeping the crab shell from burning him, she knew he was too proud of himself.

Tik decided to let Kob stay until everything clear. Eventually, she showed him around the houses, it convinced him that Kob was whom she claimed to be, however when he tried to interrogate into her personal life, she changes the topic.

***In the Green House***

Kob: “Why are my plants dying?” She went to her plants and checked the leaf and stem. Since Tik live in the house, he was too busy writing his story that he haven’t had the chance to roam the house. He saw Kob’s plants and a flat tire bike at the corner of the room. Kob was whining as she fed the plants with water.

After Kob took care of her vegetable and plants, she followed Tik town. He tells her to wait while he goes into a building, to have the papers looked into. When he was at the counter he flip his folder open, he could only find his paper, he was sure he also took along Kob’s paper. He rushed outside to find Kob but she wasn’t there. He walks along the sidewalk of the town and finds Kob on the opposite side. She was standing in front of a grocery store and staring at an elderly woman who had just walked out of the store. He was about to call to Kob but a bus passes by. When the vehicle pass, Kob and the elderly women was gone.

Frustrated, Tik went back to his beach house. When he got to the house, he could see Kob napping on the porch bench swing. It swayed back and forth as she lay soundless. Some bags of grocery were on the wooden floor. Tik approach slowly and stood in front of her. Kob shivered when a gentle breeze brushed against her skin, she cuddled herself to get warm.

Tik: “Hey...you...” He poked her, but she wouldn’t get up. “You’ll get sick if you sleep out here.” Tik worried when he saw Kob becoming pale and her lips turning blue, he quickly placed a hand on her cheek. She had already caught a cold. As Tik carried Kob into the house his folder falls and open, the ownership paper of Kob appears.

***On the shore two miles from the beach***

Upon net fishing, the fisher mans had reel in a human four days earlier, she couldn’t cope in the small island hospital so she was taken to the opposite town. When the paramedics took the unknown female into the ambulance, by stander could see that half her face was burnt, although a medicine paper was place over the burnt to heel the area. The women was immediately taken to the emergency room, her heart was beginning to beat slower.

Doctor: “Call...!” He yells as he tries to get her heart pumping again.

***Back at the beach house***

Tik laid several blankets over Kob and went to get a warm cloth. When he enter the room the television was on, there was news about an incident near the beach. He ignored the broadcast and goes to Kob’s side. Tik gently put the warm towel over Kob’s head, but she was still as cold as ice. Her hand slid out of the blankets and falls down lifeless. Tik takes hold of her hand and was about to slid it back into the blankets when he could feel her clutched his fingers.

***At the hospital room***
The women heart began to pump normally. The doctor rewrap the bandage around the women’s slit wrist and gave the women a thorough scan, before admitting her into a resting room. Her identity was not yet known. The police ruled it an attempted suicide since the knife marking on her wrist indicated it was done by a kitchen knife, however the burnt, they couldn’t determine if it was there newly or the women had always had it. There was no identification card or anything on the women, so the police couldn't get an ID on the women.
 

nancyvang

sarNie Adult
Chapter 2

Kob brought his hand up to her cheeks where she cuddled against it. Her temperature was now normal. By the time she loosened her clutch, the sun was just setting, there was a bright creamy color in the sky. Tik went outside to gather the grocery. When he reach for the folder that had important papers, he finds them rested across the floor. He gather them up and notice that both his and Kob’s paper were there, he wonders why he couldn’t find it during the time he was in town. He stands up and slightly turned to the side to gaze at Kob through the window, he couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

That night. From the grocery that Kob brought, he took the bag of rice out and scooped a cup full to make porridge. From the kitchen he peeked out to keep watch on Kob. When he was done with the soup, Kob was not yet awake. He puts the soup on the living room table across from Kob and sat on the ground. He notice her bangs were covering her face so he slightly move them away, his fingers graze across her forehead, and he gaze at her passionately. When he realized what he was doing, he quickly pull his hand back and lean against the sofa looking at the window outside, there was a full moon that night.

He remember Kob telling him if he ever though of changing the genre of his stories. His heart skips a beat each time he tries to turn his head to peek at the sleepy beauty behind him. He hasn’t care for anyone this much since he lost his little sister fifteen years ago. Now that he remembered, that day was the anniversary of his little sister’s death.

Outside, after Tik plucked wild daisies. He climbed on some rocks near the rushing waves and sprinkled the daisies into the water. He looked at the moon and clutched the last daisy that was in his palm. He suddenly anger when he reminiscence the night his little sister pass away.

***Flash Back***

At the hospital, a ten year old Tik stood at his five year old sister’s bedside. The little girl was fragile the moment her mother bore her into the world and with the neglect that her parents gave her cause her to illness to worsen. They were always focus on their uprising estate business and never had time to come home, the only contact were through hi-tech television monitors. Tik and his sister only saw their parents at least five times a year.

Tik held onto his sister hand and plead her not to leave, he didn’t want to be more alone than he already was, but what could the little girl do. As night fade, she couldn’t even open her mouth to say a word to his brother, her eyes expressed the sadness. Tik watch the moon and tried not to fall asleep, but he was too tired, by the time he blank it was the next morning, a very early and misty morning, he could see frost build on the corner of the window from the outside. He feels the bed in front of him and couldn’t feel his sister, he dreadfully went to search for his sister in the hallway. When he reach the emergency entrance his nanny and butler was there, as he tried to rush into the door the butler held him back. Tik could hear a long beep, he knew, his muscle weaken and he feel to his knee. As he sobs, his parents had just arrive. They had been to a business enterprise in Japan, they did not come even when their daughter was admit into the hospital, only when her life ended that they appear, Tik was angry with them. When they tried to comfort Tik, he punch his father repeatedly and yell at his mother for causing his sister to die in despair, and for not being there when she needed them most.

***Flash Back Ends***

Tik loosen his grip and finally drops the dead daisy. Abruptly he felt someone slid a hand into his, he turns to see Kob standing next to him, wrapped in a blanket. He tries to wrench his hand away but Kob held on tight.

Kob: “You’re hurting aren’t you?�

Tik: “What do you know?� he moves away.

Kob: “The best way to hold on to something is to let go.�

Tik: “Don’t tell me what to do.� He took a step away before coming back to grip Kob’s hand drag her home.

***At Home***

Kob went to a bookshelf and took out a week old newspaper, she show him a section where his story could be publish for the towns people to read. The job would give him a couple of bucks to live on and it’ll give him a chance to exploit himself.

Tik: “Of course I’m going to take that job, what other options are there?� He says sarcastically. He turns to see the full bowl of rice soup he made for her earlier. “You didn’t even take a bite did you? Is it unsavory? Complained.

Kob: “I haven’t taste it yet, I wouldn’t know if it taste good or bad. I was waiting for you so we can eat together.� Kob went into the kitchen and brought another spoon.

Tik: “That’s unsanitary. Germs.�

Kob: “But we have seperate spoons.�

Tik: “We’re sharing the same bowl, the spoons would be dipping into it together.�

Kob: “Fine. You eat then.�

Tik: “I made it for you.�

Kob: “If you won’t eat I won’t either.� She slopes herself on the sofa with her arms crossed.

Tik: “If I say eat, then eat.� He takes hold of her hand and tries to get her to sit straight. Stubbornly, she pulls her hand back and crossed it tighter to her body. “You. What do you want?� This time she pouted her lips and turned away from his stares. “What is wrong now?� He sighed. He sat next to he and gawked at the cold bowl of rice soup.

After a little silence, Kob could hear utensil scraping against each other. She turned to see Tik unwilling gulp a spoon full of rice soup. He chewed and lifted the spare spoon toward Kob. She still didn’t response to him

Tik: “Stop moping and start eating will you...� It made him wondered what he did wrong. After swallowing the food in his mouth he call for her. “You...you...� He scoop some soup into the spoon and lift it to her chin, like a parent does to a child. “Come on...eat...� The tip of the spoon touches Kob’s lip but she didn’t open her mouth. “Kob you are making me loose my temper.� Finally, Kob moves his hand closer to her and ate the soup that was on the spoon, she pulled the bowl of soup closer and ate casually.

Kob: “I have a name you know.� She continued to scoop food into her mouth even when it was already full. When she finish her plate, she rush into her room, Tik could hear Kob’s steps descended before hearing the door shut.

Tik: “So that was the problem. You got upset because I didn’t speak of your name during my conversation.� He realized he only use her name once throughout the day.

As night fade, Tik couldn’t shake Kob off his mind. He paced around his room, nervously biting his writing pen. He closes his eyes for a second and hears the pounding tides of the ocean. Tik rushed to his laptop at once. Subconscious he typed, unaware that he had altered his genre.

***The next morning***

Tik stood at the shore looking into the horizon. He had just came back from dropping off the first chapter of his new story to the town’s publisher. Tik got down and grabbed a few seashells. He threw them back into the water from which they came.

Kob: “Stop moving!!!� She yells at Tik from afar. She was trying to paint the sunrise along with Tik’s little figure. Tik squint his eyes to see Kob waving at him. “Don’t come over here!� She cautious him when seeing him about to approach her. When he reach her she quickly cover the painting with her back.

Tik: “Are you drawing me?� He sighed. “Who gave you premission to draw me?� He tried to snatch the paintbrush from Kob’s hands but she sways away.

Kob: “Do I even need to ask for premission? I draw the landscape and they don’t mind.�

Tik: “That is a different situation. The landscape can’t respond back, however I could.� He grabs hold of half the paintbrush.

Kob: “Eh! Let go you’ll break it.� She slightly tugged the paintbrush.

Tik: “IF you don’t want it to break then you let go.�

Kob: “NO. You let go.�

Tik: “You let go.� When Kob let go he almost lost his balance, having pull on the paintbrush with a lot of strenght. Kob quickly flung something at him, he could feld a cool substance on his cheek.

Kob: “Happy now…� She smirk as she gently wack a smaller brush against the palm of her hand. Tik wipe his cheek and could see the purple paint stain. He reached for her brush but she steps away. He gave an evil grin before dipping his brush into blue paint and slashing a mark on Kob’s cheek. “Ahh…I did nothing wrong. I wasn’t painting your face anyway, just the shadow of your figure in the morning haze. No one would know it’s you.�

Tik: “So…�

Kob: “So…� she looks up and down him. “You’re not good looking, what do you have to lose.�

Tik: “Come again???� He heard her but wanted to know if she had enough guts to repeat it again. Kob didn’t say anything but pointed her index finger at her mouth and pretend to barf. He chuckles to her silliness.

Kob: “You ruin my motivation for creativity.� She began to pack her things. Tik study Kob’s artwork, he could see the sketch marks.

Tik: “Tsk. Like you have any skills in art. A baby can paint better.�

Kob: “Take that back.�

Tik: “Hmm…� He crossed his arms. “If you took art class for this trash, then it wasn’t worth your money.�

Kob: “Watch you mouth Tik!�

Tik: “How can you be an artist when you have such a short temper. You’re already raising your voice.�

Kob: “You talk so lowly, you are no better than me.� She held a paint can behind her back and dip her fingers into it. “Take back what you said about my artwork.�

Tik: “I’ve already forgot what I’ve said.� He lies. “Can you repeat?�

Kob: “You know what you said, don’t pretend. Apoligize now.�

Tik: “What am I apologizing for?�

Kob: “Stubborn fool…� She swung her hand at him but he catches it in the act. The paint drips down her fingers.

Tik: “That’s rude.�

Kob: “The one who’s rude is not me but you.� She shoved his chest with her spare hand. “My work is not garbage and a baby doesn’t paint better than me.� Tik chuckles.

Tik: “I was teasing you.� When he let her loose, she continue to sucessfully slap him, the paint on her fingers spread across Tik’s cheek. The gentle slap caused Tik to slightly turn away.

Kob: “If it’s your way of joking it was a bit harsh.�

Tik: “Might it be you who took it too serious.�

Kob: “Typical of you. Pinning faults at others.� She mumbled under her breath. She put her art equipment into her bag and handed it toward Tik.

Tik: “I don’t want to carry it…�

Kob: “You don’t have an option. Remember I save you life thererfore you owe me a lot.� Tik sigh and shook his head. “Lets have a race home.� She stretched her arms and legs.

Tik: “What’s the prize of getting there first.�

Kob: “If I win, you give me an apology.�

Tik: “And if I win…�

Kob: “I will stop getting on your nerves.�

Tik: “Good…�

Kob: “Fine…on the count of three…� She gets in position. “Ready…set! Three!!!� She runs off ahead.

Tik: “Hey…� He rushed after her.

***At the house***

Kob was breathless as she went to set on the front porch. Tik arrived and threw her things on the ground.

Tik: “It wasn’t a fair race. You were suppose to count to three.�

Kob: “Oops…my mistake. So you want to race again?�

Tik: “No.�

Kob: “That means I won the prize then.�

Tik: “Fine with me…� He sits next to her and leans toward her.

Kob: “Eh…� She scoots back. “You don’t need to stay that close to apologize.�

Tik: “I need to be close just in case you tell me that you miss it.� He leaned so near that Kob can feel his breath brushing against her cheek. Once his face was inches from her he gave an evil grin.

Kob: “I can hear from here.�

Tik: “Just to make sure.� He tipped his head as though wanting to kiss her. Kob tightly shuts her eye the moment he inclined. His lips slightly miss hers. She could feel the warmnes of his breath trail from her lips to her cheek until it rested near her ear. “I am sorry for calling your artwork trash.� He whispered into her ear. Someone calls Tik and he turns away. Kob opened her eyes to see some bikini girls on the beach waving at Tik. “I’ll be leaving.� He excused himself.

When Kob finish picking up her things the phone inide the house rung, she hurried to answer it. An unfamiliar voice on the other end, Kob greets the person but he continued to question who was on the other line. The man could sense that the phone was pick up but all he could hear was static.

Kob: “Hello. Can you hear me?� She asked many times but the person on the other line didn’t respond, after a minute he shuts the phone off. Kob heard something sizzling in the kitchen, before going in she pick up picture frame, aiming to hit the intruder. It was the old lady that lived two house away, the old lady was in her late 80’s. Kob had known her since she started living at the beach house as a teenager. She had given Kob some food when they met each other the day before.

Granny: “I’ve brought some fertilizer for your garden.� She continued to stir her stew. “I’ve brought you a coconut, you get vitamins from it. Eh. You still haven’t told me where you had been the last few days.�

Kob: “If I knew I wouldn’t keep it from you. My mind has been blink lately.� She goes to the granny side to help her cook.

After the check up with a little snack and chat, the granny leaves. It was about noon when Kob went inside the greenhouse. There was some odd odor in the plants, she couldn’t make out what it was but she had to change the soil. Kob headed to her room when she noticed Tik’s room in a mess.

Kob: “What a slob…� She carried a few of his clothing and drop them into the laundry basket. As she goes back and forth to collect his clothing that was thrown all over the room a figure lerk at the corner of her eyes. She leans on the sliding window of the balcony and peek out. “Arisa?� She pondered about her sudden appereance. Quickly she stuff Tik’s clothing in the laundry basket so she could greet her stepsister.

Kob tries to get out of the room but the door wouldn’t open. Kob fumble with the knob but it wouldn’t budge, she goes back to the sliding window and was about to call out but saw Tik approaching, she quickly hid behind the curtains. Arisa was standing a few feet away from the house. She had on a white short and a slanted big shirt. She was pacing until Tik walked toward her. The moment she noticed him, she casually strip to reveal a two piece swim suit.

Tik was soak when he came back. Arisa remind him that she was the daughter of the women who rented him the house. She invite him to swim with her but he decline, he had already dip himself in the waters. Arisa leans on him and pats his arm.

Arisa: “I came a long way…� She pouted. “Today is hot isn’t it?� She wiped her forehead and fanned her chest. “It won’t hurt to have another swim.� She slids a finger down Tik’s half open shirt. Tik shakes his thoughts and spots a figure peering from above. “Should we go?� She cupped his face and turned him toward her so he would pay attention to her and nothing else.

Tik: “Uh…� He hesitated. Arisa’s friends came over, she introduce her college friends to Tik. “If your in a rush why don’t you go swim with them. I’ll see if I can meet up with you later.� Arisa didn’t want to leave but her friends where walking off so she chase after them. Tik turn to stare above, Kob notice his stares and immediately drop down. “I’m seeing things.� He heads to his room.
 

nancyvang

sarNie Adult
Iluvnumandoil, I'll post "Ripples In The Water" I think after 5-10 chapters of this story is done. I'm currently working on the MV for that story.

For those readers, I finish this story at Sweet Kob Forum about the end of last month. But decided to post here. There will be a chapter updated at least once a day or maybe I'll post two chapters a day, depending on the amount of readers I gather.
 

fun

Expired Sarnie
I am not really a fan of Kob, but I like the story so far. So Kob saved Tik and she thought he was a merman, I want to write a mermaid story but I have so much going on. I can’t wait to read what you have in store for us!
 

sarN

sarNie Granny
great. i really like it . the storyline is difference and like a modern day fairytale loll
 

nancyvang

sarNie Adult
Ooo...Mermaid story eh. I wanted to write one too but it's going to be complicated, the mystical water kingdom and all. Too bad, Tik wasn't a merman, he was just someone 'baa' look for suidcide. Haha.

As oppose to my other one 'Fallen For You', I wanted this one to be sweet yet pra'ek is still an a$$. Sarn this story will have a twist. I'm not sure if you're going to get it or not. I put hints in the story. You should know after chapter 4. Iluvnumandoil, did you finish reading this at SKF?

Today, I'm going to post 2 chapters. I will do that from now on. And if you guys notice, for all the fanfiction I write, the chapter has to be at least 4 pages long (I use Microsoft Word). Hopefully it'll fulfill my readers for one day.
 

nancyvang

sarNie Adult
Chapter 3

Kob rush to the door to get out of Tik’s room but it sudden shut on her, she fumbled with the knob. She put her feet against the door and used all her strength tugging on the door knob. Her hand slips and she falls onto the floor creating a loud thump.

Tik: “Kob...?” He calls while walking up the stairs. Kob knew he was near, she panic when the footsteps came near the door. Out of desperation she runs into the bathroom hiding behind the door. Tik opens the door to his room with no struggle. “I’m so sticky...” He grabs a towel.

Kob: “Don’t come in here...” She muttered. “Please don’t come...” She prayed. As Tik head to the bathroom he had an odd feeling he wasn’t alone, he slowly approach the door but gets distracted by phone, it begin to ring loudly. Tik went to pick the phone at his bedside.

Instead of hearing the phone rings, Kob heard beeping sounds. On her right cheek, a burning sensation began to arise. She scrunched her face from the irritation. When her finger tips touch her cheek, she could feel lumps. The moment she raised her head, she was in terror seeing the reflection from the mirror across the room.

***At the hospital***

In the unknown women’s room, Doctor Tun was held reliable for the patient. He was peeling off the bandage from yesterday to rip the decayed skin and make room for the new one to over lay. He wiped on a thick yellow substance before covering her cheek with the bandage.

***At Kob’s house***

After Tik finish talking on the phone to the publisher in town, he heard a frightening scream. When he turns he could see Kob stumbling out of the bathroom, continue to look forward at the bathroom door as though something was following her. She falls on the floor but continue to scoot backward until the foot of the bed stopped her.

Tik stood at her side and question her but she didn’t seem to hear anything. Not until he put his hand on her shoulder that she plunge herself into his chest, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. He could feel her shaken badly. He pats her back to calm her down.

Tik: “Let’s go see what frightens you.” He takes her hands off of his waist and helped her to her feet. She still continued to cover her face in his chest. He struggled with her as he forced her into the bathroom. “Did you see a roach? There’s nothing here.” He turns her around and clutch her should to keep her still. She wasn’t shaking no more but her eyes were fix at her reflection in the mirror. She caressed her cheeks in relief then takes hold of Tik’s hand and bite his finger. He shrieks, pulls away and shakes his hand continiously.

Kob: “This is real...” Tik shakes his hand.

Tik: “You saw something?”

Kob: “Part of my face was nearly raw...I could feel the pain.” Tik cups her face and studied it closely.

Tik: “Might this be your fear of pimples...”

Kob: “Haha. Very funny.” They walk out of the room. Kob shakes his head to forget what just happen and continue to gather the last piece of Tik’s clothing.

Tik: “I never gave you permission to clean my room.”

Kob: “Don’t worry. There’s nothing valuable of yours to steal.” Tik nods in agreement. When Kob picks up the laundry basket Tik held on to it.

Tik: “Wait...there’s still some piece of clothing left...”

Kob: Where?” She looks around. Tik purposely pull his shirt off and threw it into the basket. “Okay. This is it.” She rushed her words.

Tik: “I still have some more...” He put a finger on the button of his pants showing her he was going to strip down.

Kob: “I’ll come back when you finish...” She drops the laundry basket and dash out of the room.

Outside of the house, Kob put a bowl down and started to fill it with water. Tik came and drop the laundry basket infront of her.

Tik: “Where’s your clothing?”

Kob: “My laundry basket is not fill up yet.” She threw Tik’s clothing into the bowl and notice he also pulled the sheets of his bed into the basket. She poured detergent onto it.

Tik: “Fill up or not bring it and wash it together.” Kob rinse her feet, lifted her dress up and got into the bowl where she begun stepping on the clothing. “Are you afraid that I might see some undergarments.”

Kob: “Hush...” Tik wash his feet and got into the bowl when seeing how much fun Kob was having. “There’s not enough room as it is...get out...” She cautious him. “I’m tipping over...!”

Tik: “I got you. Don’t worry.” His slid his hand around her waist and hoist her against him. Kob gawk at him as though studying him in admiration. When he notice her stares, he excuse himself. He walked into the house. Kob studied his movement, as he entered doorway and then seeing him appearing in the bedroom above where he slowly closed the curtain.

About half an hour later Tik came down from his room. He see Arisa standing by the door and invites her in but she would budge. She appeared as though frighten to come inside, so Tik came outside. He asked her about the misunderstanding of those who reside in the house. Because Kob had an ownership paper, so was she the real owner or Arisa’s mother, he wanted to know who he should be paying rent to. Arisa hesitate, claiming she doesn’t know anything. Nor knows a person by the name Kob. Tik goes inside the house and grabs Kob ownership paper but when he gets to the door a gust of wind blew the paper away. When he turned to find it, he didn’t see it on the ground or under the sofa. Arisa freaks and dash out of sight.

Tik grows skeptical as he sets out and watched his cloths on the cloth line sway back and forth. There were questions that he wanted answer. When he couldn’t find Kob in the house he went to look for her in her usual areas. Kob was standing at the rocky area that she met Tik yesterday night. She felt awful about what happen when she was squeezing the water out of Tik’s clothing. She had bad thoughts of the shirt being Arisa’s neck and she wanted to strangle her. She shakes her head to get the thought out. All of sudden, Kob felt a numbness in her arm, she clutch her arm yet couldn’t feel it.

Kob: “What is going on?” She begun to felt dizzy. “Everything around me is spinning...” She breathe heavily and was unable to keep her balance. Kob wobbled side to side closing herself to the edge of the rock and near the water. When she glance at the horizon, the sun became ray of hospital lights. With no strength left, she falls forward. Tik grasp her and swirl her into his arms, her slippers however flew into the ocean, the waves carries it away.

Tik: “Are you crazy?!” He yells.

***At the hospital***

Doctor Tun was injecting some medicine into the unknown patient’s arm. The moment he puts the needle aside the patient suddenly clutch his hand. Her hand was shaking as she held on tightly, not wanting to let go. He could see the patient’s eyelash fluttering as though wanting to open her eyes. Her eyelids struggle to open.

***At the beach***

Kob clutch onto Tik, injecting her nails deep into his shoulder. Tik shakes her to snap her out, instead she slumps into his arms, about to loose conscious.

***At the hospital***

Although the patient’s eyes were close, Doctor Tun could see her eyeballs moving left and right from the skin of her eyelid. He didn’t call the nurse nor allowed anyone inside, he didn’t want to disturb the awaking of the women, afraid it might shock her. But as quick as she held his hand, she immediately loosen, her eyes stop fluttering. He quickly took out his little flashlight, he opens her eyes and flash the light into them. He got no awakening response, she was still in coma. He gives a big sigh.

***At the beach***

Kob snap when Tik scream her name. She was now on the ground massaging her forehead.

Tik: “What kind of drugs did you take...”

Kob: “I don’t have none.” Tik didn’t believe her, he roam his hand around her pockets in search of whatever she used. “Don’t put your hands on me.” She pushed his hands away.

Tik: “You’re afraid I’ll find it.” Kob stand up, she tips back and forth as she walks away.

***Walking home on the sandy beach***

Kob shuffled her feet through the soft sand grain. She was unsure what really happen, she was feeling light as a feather about to float into thin air, felt Tik tugging onto her and came back into his calls. She stops and felt her sore arm where she saw a red dot on it.

Tik: “This is proof of it.” He pulls her hand out. “What did you inject yourself with? Did you wanted to get high?”

Kob: “I have nothing on me.” She patted herself. “What reason would I have to get high?”

Tik: “If not you who did it yourself then someone done this to you?”

Kob: “I remember being alone...no...” She remembers when she was elapsing she could felt another presence with her. “Nevermind...” She wasn’t sure so she wouldn’t say. Tik pulls back his questioning.

Tik: “She’s a total stranger.” He reminds himself. Kob took a few steps forward before she hunched forward. “Are you alright.” Kob nods although she doesn’t seem okay. “Are you sure...”

Kob: “No...but I think I’ll be better if I rest here a little.”

Tik: “Nonsense...go home to rest, it’s not far from here.” She was about to sit down but Tik pulls her to stand.

Kob: “I don’t think I have enough strength. You go home first.”

Tik: “It’s not noble for a man to leave a women behind.” He slid his hand under her arms and legs, lifting her up. “I’ll carry you...in...um...return for washing my clothing.” The main reason was because he worried for her sake. He carries her a few steps before she spoke to him.

Kob: “You could have help me wash the clothing but instead you fled because...” She took a big sigh before continuing her sentence “...you’re afraid of attaching yourself to another being.” Tik gulp and stop at his step. “I won’t go anywhere. You need not be troubled.” She laid her head against his chest and cuddled. “Strangely, It seems the time I only felt warmth is if I am near you. Otherwise I would feel chilled.” She whispered.

When Tik and Kob arrived home, she was swaying her feet back and forth. Already feeling better, the dot on her arm was gone. Tik puts her down. Kob grabs the laundry basket that was on the ground, Tik also got his hand on the other side of it.

Tik: “I’ll do it.”

Kob: “A person who starts it should be the one ending it.” Tik pretend to ignore her.

He pulled the basket dragging Kob along. Kob was on the opposite side of him, the clothing kept them apart. They both held onto the basket keeping it in between them. Tik gently slid the clothing down one by one reveal Kob on the other side. She laugh and shrug each time she saw him almost like a child playing peek-a-boo, only this time the was the clothing hiding them from each other instead of a pair of hands. On the last piece of cloth, which was the bed sheet, they both place their hands on the line. Not knowing Kob would reach up to get it, Tik had rested his hand upon hers. Kob slid the sheet across and smiles at Tik.

Kob: “Caught you staring....” She pulls the sheet down. Tik goes under the cloth line and to Kob’s side. As he did the wind blew the sheet Kob was holding above them. The sheet discreetly flowed down, fluttering over Kob. “I can’t see a thing...”She drops the laundry basket. She struggled with the sheet and pulled on it. Tik could see her hand poking up and down trying to get out of it. Tik carved a little smile. Kob steps on part of the sheet and fell over to Tik. “Help me out will you?” He realized himself and hid his smile. He pulled off the sheet and put it in the laundry basket.

Tik: “You’re clumsy.” He walked to the stairway and sat down to fold his clothing. Kob went to sit next to her. “Do you have any siblings?”

Kob: “Nope.” Tik wondered if there was relationship between Arisa and Kob. “What about you? Any siblings.”

Tik: “Use to have one.” He seemed mournful.

Kob: “Use to have one...?”

Tik: “When you throw a flowers into a waves what does it do?”

Kob: “Carries it away, very far...”

Tik: “And it’ll never comes back...” Kob stop to think and understood.

Kob: “Those daisies were for your sister weren’t they?” She referred to yesterday night. Tik glanced at her. “I’m sorry if I interrupted you.”

Tik: “You don’t need to apologize at what has already passed.” Kob looks at her feet and moved her toes.

Kob: “Hey...Where’s my sandal?” She looks around.

Tik: “You lost it to the waves, do you not remember?”

Kob: “My only pair left...” She complains. “A good pair too.” Tik leaves. Kob followed him to his bed. Kob remembered something. “Where you expecting a call?” She helps him lay down the bed spread.

Tik: “Yeah. But I already received it.”

Kob: “Who were you waiting to call?” She comes around the corner, standing next to Tik, just finish tucking in the bed sheet. Tik careen his finger telling her to come closer. He whispered into her ear.

Tik: “NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS.” He puts his clothing in the drawer. Kob mope around before sitting on the foot of the bed.

Kob: “If that’s the case, then it’s also none of your business to know what happen earlier to me. I won’t tell you whether I use drugs or not.” She rubbed her arm where the red dot used to be.

Tik: “From the looks of it, you seem like a drug addict.” Kob’s mouth drop from the accusation. “You’re always pondering around and fall ill frequently, may it not be illness but an after effect of drug usage.”

Kob: “I would suspect YOU to be the drug addict. You’re always gloomy.”

Tik: “But you know what I do and where I go.”

Kob: “Who knows you might say you go here but you go somewhere else.” Tik goes to sit next to her.

Tik: “Okay...I’m in need of drug, give me some.” He sticks out his palm. Kob scoots back.

Kob: “Are you crazy. I don’t have none.”

Tik: “Are you sure?”

Kob: “100 percent positive! I don’t need drug to get hung over, it’s already enough that I queasy from stirring paint everyday.”

Tik: “Ha!” Tik assert. “Didn’t you say you won’t tell me whether you use drugs or not.” Kob realize Tik’s little skit was to make her babble out the answer.

Kob: “Tricky bastard...just one day and you gotten smarter.”

Tik: “Gotten smarter. That’s what I wanted to ask whom I should pay the renting bill to this month.” Kob glare at him.

Kob: “You gotten money to pay?”

Tik: “Don’t underestimate me.”

Kob: “You...” She shakes him. “Your story was accepted?” Tik nods. “I’m so excited for you!” She hugs him tightly. “I wish I could feel the same thing, but no one purchase my artwork.” She sits back and moped again.

Tik: “That’s because a baby...” Kob pointed at him so he’ll not mention about a baby painting better than her, otherwise he’ll have to apologize again. He sighs. “I suggest you limit your time with those paints of yours, too much lead substance make you sick.” He gets up and was about to leave when Kob said something ridiculous.

Kob: “My paints and paintings are my only companion.”

Tik: “Foolish. I’m here.” Kob watched him leave sedately, words that he spoke without hesitating were blissful to Kob’s ear.
 

nancyvang

sarNie Adult
Chapter 4

The next morning. Kob set off for a painting inspiration. She set up her painting stand on the beach and studied the scenery. She closes her eyes.

Kob: “Why? How many times I try to image his face, it is always a blur.” She took out the painting she sketched of Tik and the horizon. Because she couldn’t memorize his face, all she could draw was a black figure. When the actual color of the horizon appear, Kob quickly got to work on the piece she started yesterday morning. After brushing and blending the color in place, she scribbled in her signature at the corner of the painting. She rubbed her finger up and down an area next to Tik’s dark figure, she did not remember sketching another person.

Tik: “You’re done?”

Kob: “Eh!” He startled Kob. “Don’t just sneak up like that.”

Tik: “I didn’t sneak up. I was standing here for awhile. It is you who did not pay attention to the surrounding. It’s dangerous to let your guard down.” He analyzed her painting. “What did you call your painting?”

Kob: “I have not yet name it. When the sun rises the mist fades away.” She stares at the painting.

Tik: “Yes. But as soon as the sun fades, the mist takes over. It will repeat forever.”

Kob: “Logically that is true. But a painting lies deeper than what you see.” She put a finger on the small figure next to Tik. “Every work comes from an inspiration, and derive from a story. She now knew what to name the painting. “OCEAN MIST!” She used a pen to neatly write the name on the back. “She leans back. “It’ll make the observer contemplate about their own life.”

Tik: “I don’t fully understand. But....” His last words were like whisper. “I like how the painting turn out.”

Kob: “But what?” She scoots closer to hear.

Tik: “I said, I like it.” He flicks her ear.

Kob: “Ouch.” She covers her ear. “Hey...” She notice something behind his back and tries to snatch it.

Tik: “Soft drink.” Kob took one out of the bag and snaps it open. When she tip it over her mouth, Tik took it away. “Thank you.” He takes a sip and looked at Kob who was disappointed. “You didn’t think I brought it for you did you?”

Kob: “Of course not.” She gulps. “For what reason would you buy me something.”

She carries her things and walked forward. Tik stooped down. He takes out the newspaper he purchased in town and writes down a measurement. At home, Kob had put her painting utensil outside the porch and headed inside the green house. Kob had just started to water her plants when Tik tapped something on his shoulder.

Tik: “The soft drink wasn’t for you. But this is.” He extended his arm with a bottle of orange juice in hand. “Get some vitamin into your system so you can fight those bad illness.” He takes the water hoe out of Kob’s hand and put the bottle in place. “I’ll water them.”

Kob went inside the house and sat on the couch to relax. She drank a bit of her orange juice before putting it inside the fridge. In the fridge she saw that it was fill with food. She walked back to the living room and saw Tik’s newspaper on the counter. She picks it up and read the headline. It wasn’t of her interest so she zooms down to look at another article. She turned a few pages and notice a section was cut out.

Kob: “What did you do today in town?” She asked when she saw Tik at the corner of her eye. She continued to roam through the article to find Tik’s story.

Tik: “While I was there, I made a call to Arisa’s mother, but it didn’t go through. I’ve decided to hold the payment as collateral.”

Kob: “If you’re worried. Call and I’ll talk to them.”

Tik: “You’re too carefree. Be more cautious of yourself.” Tik slides the phone infront of him and dial. “No one is answering.”

Kob: “Let me listen.” She leaned next to Tik and listen to the phone that he held in between of them.

***At Kongying’s residence***

Kob’s step mother sat on the couch trying on new jewelry and avoiding the calls. Arisa who just came back from shopping threw some bags on the ground.

Arisa: “How long are we going to ignore the ringing. My ear hurts!” She stomps as she covered her ear.

Step mother: “You couldn’t wait till ownership paper were counterfeit. You wanted money fast, so we gave Tik permission to rent the place.” She throws the fault on her daughter.

Arisa: “If that idea wasn’t thought out by me then we wouldn’t have the money we are using now. The ownership paper still isn’t finish, even if it’s finish we’ll have to find people to buy it. It’ll take forever, knowing that you’ll try to find the highest bidder. I can’t wait...I need money....you need money.”

Step mother: “How are we going to tell Tik. I know for sure he’ll want to see the ownership paper.” Talking about the paper troubled her. “If that child of Kongying just given me the paper she wouldn’t have to end up being fish food.”

Arisa: “Mom. Don’t mention that.”

Step mother: “You don’t need to be scare, her body is under the sea by now.”

***Flash back*** At the beach house. In the early morning.

Kob: “After many years, you two finally show up at my doorsteps.” She walks into her living room, leaving Arisa and her mother at the door. They look at each other before taking a step forward. “Stop where you are.” She turns to glare at them. “Might I remind you, I’ve never invited you two inside.” They bite their lips and took a step back.

Step mother: “Go back to live with us and let me take charge of this house.”

Kob: “Go back into the house which you told my father to throw me out? Go and live with the people who accuse me of a vicious crime. You’re exhorting such ridiculous suggestion....Might it be the gold necklaces around your necks that are choking the stupidity out of you two.”

Arisa: “Sister, please listen to our mom.”

Step mother: “Daughter, listen to me.”
Kob: “You think accepting me now as your ‘sister’ and ‘daughter’ will effect my decision? You two are too full of yourself. When a wound deepen, no matter how much it heal, the scar will remain within.”

Step mother: “You won’t give up this house?” Kob shakes her head.

Kob: “Haven’t my action given you the answer? I give you two a choice. Either leave when I said so, or let the cops force you to leave.”

Arisa: “We’re not afraid of the police.”

Kob: “Just because the cops favor you once, doesn’t mean you’re going to be favor this time around. You two are trespassing and harassing.” She hears the kettle wailing so she heads into the kitchen. She pours the boiling water into a cup and starts stirring. “Not only you took my father, but now you’re taking away the last thing that connects me to my family. The only thing my father left me.” Just when Kob was about to drink her morning coffee, she gets knock out.

Half conscious, Kob can felt her right face inflamed, she could felt her body being drag through rough dirt. A little while past, she could see purple and blue mist, little clouds covering the sky. The boat she was on was bumpy, crushing into the waves of the sea. Soon the boat stop, but it continue to rock back and forth.

Step mother: “Let’s leave.”

Arisa: “No. We have to make it look like an accident or suicide.” She took a sharp medal object on the foot of the boat and cut Kob’s right wrist.

Step mother: “Hurry...the mist will soon perish and people will see us.” Arisa tries to drag Kob over the rail but she wasn’t strong enough. Her mother controlled another smaller boat and was on lookout. “Worthless.” She gets on Kob’s boat and help her daughter carry Kob.

Kob: “Even if I’m dead. The house will never be yours.” She held on the rail unwilling to die.

Step mother: “Really?” Half of Kob’s body was hanging on the side of the boat. Her stepmother quickly wrapped a chain around Kob’s body, attach to it was the anchor. “You’ll never get out of here.” They finally push Kob over board, the anchor sink her down. Arisa and her mother could see her fading deeper and deeper.

Arisa: “I’ve never liked her, eww...I call her sister.”

Step mother: “I’ve been wanting to get rid of her for good, a dream come true.” The mother and daughter evilly smile.

As the mother and daughter left, Kob’s boat can be seen driving away. Arisa had put it on auto-pilot. It wasn’t long when the boat skided roughly and plop into the ocean, sinking away. All the evidence was gone.

***Flash back ends***

Arisa: “I’ll just tell Tik, the ownership is going through a transaction. So he wouldn’t be suspicous.”

Step mother: “Good...” She click the speaker button.

Tik and Kob: “Hello” They could hear a click. Arisa and her mother heart Tik’s voice but there was static.

Kob: “Let me do the talking.” She took the phone away from Tik. “Hello. I’m calling in concern of the beach.” Arisa could hear static.

Arisa: “Tik...dearest. Are you there?”

Kob: “Of course....” Her voice was now clear through the speaker. “I’m here...where would I be?” The step mother was shaken as she push the button to cut off the phone line. The lights in the house begin to flutter. Arisa dash toward the phone and took out the phone cord. “Even if I’m dead. The house will never be yours.” The words tauntingly echo in their ears.

Tik: “Why aren’t you saying anything?” He snatch the phone away from Kob and could hear a continuous beeping on the other line, the phone had been shut off. “What happen?”

Kob: “....” She blinks a few times. “I’m sorry for the misunderstanding.”

Tik: “What just happen?”

Kob: “I’ll be the one you should be paying from now on. I think it was clear to them.” She doesn’t recall what she just said on the phone, but was sure that Tik should stop paying them from there on. “They are long distance relatives. If anything happen, I’ll settle with them.” Tik found it odd that Arisa had denied knowing Kob.

***That night, Kob decided to make a little fire outside so they can tell stories to one another. She toasted marsh mellow. As a celebration to Tik’s job.***

Kob: “A seventeen year old convicted as an adult for a crime that didn’t happen and thrown out of the house by her father because of the incident. Ready to hear it?” She scraped off the burnt parts of the marsh mellow before placing it over a piece of cracker and chocolate. “Want some s’mores” she put the last piece of cracker ontop and squeezed the marsh mellow flat. “I don’t remember the last time I’ve eaten these. Looks tasty.” Tik takes the sweet snack that she offered and sits opposite of Kob, the fire blaze in between them as Kob feeds it with wood. She sticks two marsh mellow into the stick and toast it.



Tik: “Begin...”

Kob: “There was a girl name Ob, about a teenager in highschool. She had portrait that she loved, a portrait which she pour all her heart into. Why she loved it? Because it was the only reminder she had left of a true family: child, mother and father.”

***Story***
About a month after her mother pass her father brought a new wife and a sister home. Within a year, when the girl reach her senior year in highschool her step mother decided to get rid of memories from Ob’s father’s previous marriage. Her new new mother wanted to trace of the past, she was excited that Ob reach the age which she will be out of the house for good. When Ob came home from school with her graduating gown, she found out that her stepmother had taken down a portrait she loved. Inside a garage was where everything were pile ready to get trash, she goes through the pile and finally find her portrait. ‘Put it back. It’ll be burn with the rest’ Her stepsister Sa yells at her. ‘I won’t let it happen’ Ob stands infront of the pile while tightly clutching to her portrait. ‘These are trash...just like you mother.’ Sa teased. ‘Not true. The one who comes last is trash.’ Ob retorted. Angry Sa barge at Ob, she move caushing Sa to fall flat on the ground. ‘You!’ she pointed at Ob as she covered her bleeding nose. ‘Stupid Ob...I’ll burn you along with your mother’s pictures’ Sa threaten. She gets up took match that was laying on the counter with the hammer and tools. Ob quickly put her painting down and rush at Sa, trying to get the match out of her hand. Ob’s stepmother see them, she tug on Ob’s arm and toss her away from her daughter. ‘How dare you lay a hand on Sa. You ill manner girl.’ She raised her hand and swung at Ob, but Ob grasped it. ‘You can manipulate my father but not me.” Ob swung her stepmother’s hand away. While Ob has her eyes on her stepmother, her stepsister dashed at her and shoved her hard. Ob gets pin onto the wall, from the back, a large loose nail plunge into her flesh. She try to pull out but Sa pushes her back against the wall. ‘I will pin you to the wall as a trophy just like the animal heads that hunter keeps after their kill.’ Sa giggled as the nail rip Ob’s flesh.

When Ob wakes up, there was darkness in her room, a bright light shine through outside the door. Ob squints her eyes and realized that her stepmother was standing with an officer. Ob pulls the sheet off of her and spring off the bed but gets pulled back. One of her hand was cuff to the bed. Upon watching as he recorded the words of her step mother, Ob begun to feel a sharp pain on the back of her right shoulder. She then hears her father’s voice. He was sitting in the dark at the corner, near the window. Through the moonlight rays, Ob could see him getting out from his chair ‘How could you do this? Why does repulsion dwells within you.’ He questioned her.

Kob raised a piece of wood while holding her marsh mellow stick in one hand. She continued her story. ‘How could you understand?’ Ob’s voice shaken. ‘A fire doesn’t die out because someone keeps feeding it’ Kob throws the piece of wood into the fire, it causes a bigger flame. She explains to Tik that Ob meant, if not for people like the stepmother and stepsister who provoke her she will not had been so repulsive.

The police interview the Stepmother and stepdaughter about the situation. Ob learned that the stepmother claim Ob was enrage with her daughter for trashing Ob’s mother’s pictures so she attacked Sa viciously with a knife. Scratches, slight slice marks, and a bloody nose were the injury Sa received from the attack. Shoving Ob away was self-defensive, Sa didn’t know Ob would back into a loose sharp nail in the garage (Sa wasn’t charge with anything). As for Ob, her stepmother and stepsister claim she hated them, afraid they’ll take her wealth so of course she had motive for murder.

When the police came to Ob, she was resistance. ‘You are charging me either way, my voice will not be heard even when spoken. I have a witness but he only watches and have no say.’ Ob meant god. She did not cooperate with them. After that day, the incident was forever engraved on Ob. Even if she was just seventeen, the crime she commit was a capital offense, she was trail as an adult. She was prohibited to go to her graduation.

Because of a plead from her step mom the judge gave Ob a week in jail and put her on house arrest. Within the house arrest order, Ob was sent to a secluded house (her father’s vacation house). Other than her clothing she was only allow to take one item, she only took the piece of portrait she loved.

From then on, she dedicated her life to darkness. She created works that has never ending path, filled with crows circling above the sky, and deep black holes that lead to no where.

Kob’s slower her pace and carefully describe the conclusion.

When her father died, her stepmother and stepsister hardly lost a tear. On the will, Ob learns everything was given to the mother and daughter, everything except the house Ob had been living in for the past year and her father’s ashes. Ob and her stepmother and stepsister relationship was cut off the day Ob’s father died. Ob knew her father was impotent, for him to squeeze through the watchful eye of the stepmother and get one item for Ob was daring. On a cloudy and windy day, Ob scattered her father’s ashes into the ocean as she had done to her mother’s ashes. ***THE END***

Tik: “Why do you speak in the view of the Ob?”

Kob: “Because her side of the story is rarely heard.” She smelt something burning. “Ah...” She shriek as she threw her marsh mellow stick onto the ground. She kneels down and poured sand over it. The blaze on the marsh mellow ceased, although the charcoal aroma was still present. Kob wipe her hand on her thigh to get the sand off, then rubbed her eyes since they begun to itch.

Tik: “If you keep rubbing you’ll make it worser.” He grabs his bottle of water and goes to Kob’s side. “Dust must have gotten in your eyes, here wash it out.” Kob shuts her eye tight as she put her hands out waiting for Tik to pour water into them.

***At the hospital. In the unknown Patient’s room***

Nurse: “It seem you grown attach to her.” She bends the women’s arm up and down to exercise them.

Doctor Tun: “There shouldn’t be a person in the world who no one claims.” He jolted down information onto his notebook.

Nurse: “Why does this concern you?”

Doctor: “I was put up in the adoption agency as age 5, that time it made me feel like a lost pet with no owner. Not until a nice family took me in and care for me, gave me an official name.” He stares at the patient. “Pen-Chan.”

Nurse: “???” She looks at the doctor with clueless stares. “It means ‘full moon’ what do you mean by it?”

Doctor Tun: “I’m giving her a nickname.” He sits on a chair that was place by Pen-Chan’s bedside.

Nurse: “Why do you give her such name?”

Doctor Tun: “The past days she’s been here, she’s been active after dark. Even though not able to say a word or open her eyes, she twitches.” He then thought to himself “Although I care her physical being, I can’t help but to think her spiritual being is lost.”

Both doctor and nurse stop what they were doing when they saw a tear drop at the corner of Pen-Chan’s eye.
 

tastesweetlove

sarNie Granny
love love love the updates :D i had a feeling that kob's stepmother and stepsister were evil and had something to do with her......awww the doctor is getting closer to Kob...i wonder what will happen once she wakes up....2 chapters each day both 4 pages each YAY! ^^
 

iluvnumandoil

sarNie OldFart
As oppose to my other one 'Fallen For You', I wanted this one to be sweet yet pra'ek is still an a$$. Sarn this story will have a twist. I'm not sure if you're going to get it or not. I put hints in the story. You should know after chapter 4. Iluvnumandoil, did you finish reading this at SKF?
i did finish it and fallen for you is also very good nancy.........you should post here also
 

nancyvang

sarNie Adult
Chapter 5

***At the beach***

After Kob washed her eyes, she pulled on Tik’s shirt and patted it over her face. She then cuddled against him, he could feel her shaken.

Tik: “If you’re going to tell a story and end up crying because you feel sad for the character, then you should have brought tissue along.”

Kob: “I burnt my last two marsh mellow.” She wasn’t grieving over the story but the lost of her sweet. Tik sigh in humor. He pats Kob’s back to comfort her. His rest his hand on her shoulder, while he does so, he wondered if she has a scar on the back of her shoulder. “It is your turn to tell me a story.” She pulls back and sits next him, now poking the burnt wood with her marsh mellow stick.

Tik: “You know I’m not good at story telling.”

Kob: “Then do something entertaining. I want to be enlighten.”

Tik: “Solve this riddle. What do fish say when they hit a concrete wall?”

Kob: “I know this one.” She pointed to her head. “Ouch!”

Tik: “No...try again.” Kob scratched her head. “Damn!”

Kob: “Why are you cursing?”

Tik: “It’s the answer, empty head.” Kob thought for a while before cracking up.

Kob: “I see...although it’s pronounced like the curse word, the real word it’s spelt “D-A-M.” She shaked his arm excitedly. “Give me another one.”

Tik: “Okay. What kind of animal needs oil?” She thought for a long time. “I give you a clue. The animal is a mouse, BUT why does it need oil?” Kob begun to giggle. She sticked her fingers out to make them look like whisker on her face. She bumps her head on Tik’s shoulder.

Kob: “They need oil because...they Squeak...squeak...squeak.”

Tik: “Last one. What did the sea say to the sand?”

Kob: “It can’t talk, I don’t get it.”

Tik: “It can’t talk that’s why it said nothing. It just...” Tik pull up her arm and open her palm, her fingers facing the sky. “It just waved.” He puts his palm against hers and moved it side to side. He smiles. “You are simpleminded. You only got the mouse one right.”

Kob: “Among the world's expensive things, a smile is very cheap.”

Tik: “Why is that?”

Kob: “When you give a smile away, you get one back to keep.” Kob curved a smile as she snuggled against Tik as though he was a cushion.

Tik: “You didn’t look at me, how would you know if I was smiling or not.”

Kob: “Don’t need to. The jolting of your heart beat around ratted out your emotion.” She falls asleep in his arms. As Tik carry Kob inside the house, the red firing sparks begun to die out, the fire behind them to wither, not being able to be as fierce as it once was.

In the hallway of the door, Tik fumble with the doorknob to Kob’s room. Because it didn’t open she takes Kob to his room and gently place her on his bed. He slid the blanket over Kob. He goes to his desk and turns on the little lamp. He writes the continuation to the story he’s currently working on.

Tik slid the drawer open and takes out a piece of paper that he cut off from newspaper. The section, which had the first chapter of his story posted. He glanced at it, then he looks over his shoulder as Kob tossed and turned to get comfortable. Why does he worried that writing the story will lead Kob to detest him.

The next morning. Tik was downstairs in the living room, moving furniture around in search of Kob’s ownership paper.

Tik: “It has to be here somewhere, unless...she already found it.” Kob slowly walked down the stairs while she rubbed her eyes. “You’re finally up, sleepy head.”

Kob: “My arm and legs ache as though I’ve been exercising all night. I had a horrible dream.” She sat on the furniture handle. “You lost something?” ‘She leaned to the side and check underneath the furniture.

Tik: “Don’t worry.” He grabs his vanilla folder that was on the glass table.

Kob: “Since you’re going to town, can you drop my painting off while you’re at it?” She pointed to a wrapped rectangle near the door.

In town, after Tik drop his second chapter off, he went into a store. He showed the employee a marking on a piece of newspaper. The employee gets distracted when noticing that the section he had was a story she read on yesterday’s newspaper. She recites little section.


When ill fortune strikes those whom suffer from the merciless of the world, it seems they could only depend upon death to find peace within themselves. That early morning, no longer did he feel the slight breeze grazing through his hair nor the drizzle fog which evaporate as it prickle his skin. His footprints lead from the arid sand of shore line and into the damper area. Water rushes across the sand and covered the imprints of his presence. The waves were undecided, pushing him back and pushing him forth, whether to keep him or let him flow out into the unknown world of the deep blue ocean.

His faith was soon decided when the water concealed his figure. Cries echoed from seagulls above the sky, mourning for the lost one. He thought his faith had come to an end but life was tricky. He felt a tender breath gashing inside his mouth warming the heart he had frozen since the lost of his love one. Have he not felt the warmness of life he would not had gain conscious to what the world awaits him.

With a hard slap from his savior, he fully awoke fully conscious. Too simple of a mind and childish, his savior mistakes him for a mystical creature. Confusion grew as he follows the girl to her place. Why does she point to the house, which was his current residence. For a few weeks he lived there, no person enter and exit other than him. She acted as though she just left the place that early morning for food and came back shortly? He surely had not seen her previously. Her presence seemed oddly strange and her lively attitude was an annoyance to him.

Knowing people were unpredictable, he wasn’t so sure to trust her yet, nor did he have any intention in living in one household with her…But as he spent the day analyzing her, he begun to felt at ease, her childish way reminds him of something he had lost a long time ago; the affection of a person to another being, the bringing of warmth and security.




Employee: “I can’t wait for the continuation of this story, what purpose will the girl serve for the depress man. Another few more days till Sunday comes again. What can his savoir do to show him that life is worth living? Who is she by the way, the writer TJP is keeping it quiet. When intention does she have, evil or good. Hmm.” Tik pretend to clear his throat and ask her to look at the measurement he wrote. “This size should be it...” He takes back his piece of paper.

Tik: “Um...” He studied the color and design of the items.

Employee: “Surely it’s not for you is it, because it’s a bit small.” Tik shakes his head.

Tik stop at a little artwork gallery and drop off Kob’s painting, the owner glare at him strangely. He didn’t ask much after looking at the artist signature at the bottom of the painting. He tells Tik he’ll give the painter a call when her paintings sold. As walk toward the door the owner put Kob’s picture up with a few, it was different from the other, paintings from the same artist but gloomy. The majority of the work display had a bright background but, the objects were droopy and there were ravens circling around above. He opens the door to leave, another customer came in. He caught eye of the new product.

***At beach***

Kob kicked the sand beneath her feet, walking bear footed to the granny house which was a few block away. When she got there she notice there was an odd car parked in front of the small hut. She slightly opened the door and entered the house. On her way to the granny room, she heard voices, not of the granny but of a man, she takes a peek and could see a short hair man in a white coat sitting next to the granny bed, when he left the needle to the air and squirt out some medicine, Kob squint her eyes, as though already feeling the painful injection.

Doctor Tun: “Go see if you can find phone number of this granny relatives.” He asked the nurse. The nurse went out of the room and checked in the living room, Kob glance at the ill granny who’s laying restless on the bed, concern, she follow the nurse.

Kob: “In this circumstance her daughter has to know of her mother’s situation.” She watches as the nurse search the drawers and table tops. Kob tries to talk to her but seem she was busy. She stares at the envelope packages which spread across the dinner table. One by one she read the senders address. “Bills…bills…advertisements…” She scoot her hand and an envelope drops. “A card...” The nurse came to Kob’s side and lean down to pick it up. She opened the card and found that it’s a birthday card to the granny, written to her by her daughter. She rushed back to the room ignoring Kob’s presence. Kob waited in the living room patiently. Tun had the nurse look after the granny while he excuse himself out. He sits across from Kob and looked at her, he gave a long sigh. Kob was about to ask him of the granny condition but he reached aside for the phone and dialed. Kob could see him using the address to find the actual phone number, it was taking him forever, because the operator and worker drop his calls and took him from place to place.

Kob: “Open the card, there might be something inside.” The card was unopen, Tun did not want to be disrespectful. “In this kind of situation, you’ll have to do it.” Kob’s voice acted as Tun’s subconscious mind. He tear the envelope and took the card out. He didn’t have to read the car, because as soon as he open it a picture fell out, Tun and Kob could see an asian women standing with a Caucasian man, holding a baby in their arms. Tun turned the picture over and saw a phone number, he quickly dialed it, and his call fortunately went through. He alerted the daughter about her mothers’ condition, which concern Kob. She walks into the granny room and sat at her bed side. The nurse sat on a chair across the room, reading a newspaper. “You will get better.” The granny hears her voice and slowly opened her eyes. “I knew I wasn’t going to get better the moment I saw you.” She put her hand over Kob.

Granny: “It’s time you go back…”

Kob: “Alright.” She got off the bed. “I’ll head home. But you get better okay.”

After arriving home, Tik walked down the shoreline, jolting down ideas into his notebook. He came upon the little hut where he see Kob walking down the pathway, she was standing in between a doctor and a nurse. She was nodding her head as Tun spoke. At the fence, Tun opened the door for her. He gave the nurse notice to stay with the granny while he checked back at the hospital. When the nurse left back into the house, Kob put her hand on the squeaky fence to push it close, Tun had also place his hand down ontop of hers. That contact cause an electrical shot to go through him, he quickly jerk his hand away. After awhile he approached Kob, he open his arms around her trapping her in between his chest. Kob ducked under his arms and got out of his way and stood beside him. He tugged very hard on the fence to get it to close. “It’s always been this sturdy, but more muscle into it.” She kicked the fence a little causing it to scoot forward and snap close. The fence shuts and Tun turns around. He stops in his steps when he felt his nose slightly brushes against Kob’s cheek. He stands facing Kob just a few inches. Tun glanced oddly before he walks away. Kob yells at him for his ill-manner.

Tun: “Sorry.“ He open his car door and stood there whispering those words.

Kob: “You should be.” As she wipe her cheeks she saw Tik at the corner of her eyes. When Tik saw her running and waving after him he quickly turn away and started walking back home. “Tik…” She calls him while walking behind him. “Don’t pretend you didn’t see me.” He turns around causing Kob to bump into his chest. She rubbed her head. “Warn me when you stop.” She raise her head and glance at an displease man. Tik cup her chin and turn her face side to side. He chuckles.

Tik: “I guess a person like her would aim for big fish.”

Kob: “Who?”

Tik: “A character I’m writing about.”

Kob: “That reminds me. I couldn’t find your story in the newspaper you brought in previously. Eh. What happen to that section.”

Tik: “I ate it.”

Kob: “What?” She gave him a puzzled look. “Is it that bad that you had to hide it from me.” Tik looks away, hoping she wouldn’t find the guilt in his eyes.

Tik: “What’s wrong with you. Why don‘t you introduce me to your boyfriend.” He jumps the topic.

Kob: “He’s not a boyfriend.”

Tik: “You’re blushing.” He used the pin to poke her cheek.

Kob: “I’m not.” She cups her face.

Tik: “Introduce us next time, I want to see if he has a good background, want to see if he deserve you.”

Kob: “Don’t speak like you’re my brother.”

Tik: “Eh. How come you did wear shoes out here, you could had step on something sharp.”

Kob: “I thought I’ll just take a little walk, not far, so I didn’t need one.”

Tik: “Idiot. Walking near or far, you need a sandal at all time.”

Kob: “Then lend me yours.”

Tik: “Crazy? I need them for myself.”

Kob: “Turn around.” She swivel her finger. When Tik turns, she jumps on Tik and clutch onto him. He jerks back making Kob fall off onto her buttock.

Tik: “God gave you feet walk on your own.”

Kob: “What’s with the attitude.”

Tik: “I don’t want to bother with you.”

Kob: “Sheesh…” She pouted. “Tik!” She yelled.

Tik: “Did you need to shout that loud.” Birds began to fly across the sky. “You even spook them.” He looks above. Tik crouch down and slips one of Tik’s sandal off his feet. “Give it back.” He pointed at her. Kob have him a mischievous smile. She swayed the sandal into the sky as she ran off “Kob!” He shout as he chase her across the shore line.

Near the house, Tik drops his notepaper/pencil and stuck out his arms from behind Kob to wrapped them around her. He yanked her off the ground, she wiggle her feet into the air as she giggle. She held the one sandal above out of Tik’s reach.

Kob: “I’m not giving it back.” Tik set her down. When he tighten his hold, his chest roughly pressed against Kob’s back.

Tik: “How long do you think you can keep it.”

Kob: “As long as you hold on to me.” She gets out of Tik’s clutch when he loosen his grip.

Tik: “I let go. Are you going to give it back.”

Kob: “My. That was easy.” She laughs. “If you can get it, you can have it.” She raised the shoe above. Tik advance at her and seize her hand which was holding the shoe. He slid his other arm around her waist and pulls her closer to him.

Tik: “I can have it now can I?” Have his breath brush against her skin, she had a hard time responding. “Can I have it back?” He repeats his question.

Kob: “You got it didn’t you.” She shrugs to get his hands off. She drops the sandal and took a step back. While backing up, not watching her steps, she trample on a rock and stumbles. Tik puts an arm around her little body and swirl her around to safety. She felt a tingly sensation the moment she felt her cheek rest against Tik’s lips. Tik slightly pulls away to where his nose tip Kob’s. The instant their eyes met, it seem the rushing waves slow down and the breeze of the wind came gently.
 

nancyvang

sarNie Adult
Chapter 6

The sound of a ship’s horn honking interupts their stares. Tik gather his stuff and head into the house first. When Kob walked to the doorway house, she stops because Tik was standing in front of her way in. He hands her a bag.

Tik: “See if they fit.” Kob takes the bag and search into it. It was a pair of pink polka dot sandal.



Kob: “Oh…Sandal.” She sits herself on the stairs and put the shoes on. Tik leaned down to see if his measurements were correct. “They fit and they’re cute.” She exclaim. “How did you know my shoe size?” When she turns her head bump into Tik.

Both: “Ouch…”

Kob: “Do you want an ice pack on that?” She was about to get up but Tik pulls her down. He gently massage her forehead.

Tik: “It will get better without ice pack.”

Kob: “It was thoughtful of you. Thank you for the sandal.”

Tik: “I just brought the sandal so the next time around you can take your paintings to the shop by yourself. Don’t be so move by it.” He absurdly patted her cheek.

Kob: “Like I believe that.” She gets up and slid her sandal off by the door alongside Tik sandal. “If you were to buy me sandals for that reason then you would had ask for my shoe size instead of doing it secretly. Tik astound by Kob’s observation. Kob went inside and grab her goggles.

Tik: “You‘re planning on going somewhere?”

Kob: “It’s your fault. You brought sandals, so now I could travel as I wish.” She tap her chin. “You did say I should stay away from my painting once in awhile, so I’m using this time to explore the depths of the ocean.” She throws another set of goggle to Tik. “Go with me…” Tik tugged on him.

In the deep blue ocean, Kob and Tik swam by the coral reefs and swan side by side with beautiful school of fish. It was a long time since Tik had been impress with the bringing of life, not only that but seeing Kob swim was like seeing a mystical white dragon gracefully twirling in the ocean.

On the shore. The sun began to tone down for evening. The birds chirps as they head home for a days work. The waves rush gently. The wind swirl leaves above ground. In the sky’s sight, below laid two figure in the sand. Both Kob and Tik shut their eyes as they slept side by side facing each other. Kob whom had woken up sat up. With admiration, she watches Tik as he slept quietly. She stuck out her hand and carefully wipe the dirt off Tik’s cheek. When she looks behind Tik, she frowns in fright. She nudges Tik, but he wouldn’t wake up.

When Tik woke up, he saw that Kob had gone, her sandal wasn’t by his like it should been, so he heads home. At the house, Tik opened the door with his keys but the inside chain was lock. He calls for Kob but the house was dead silence. He goes around the house and look in each window. In the living room window he saw a Kob, a slightly dark figure sitting face down in between her knees. The house was dark and no lights were on. He knocks and Kob shook violently in her place.

Tik took a glance above, by now the clouds had darken, heavily damp and ready to shower any minute. He knocks again but Kob wouldn’t budge. He calls again “Kob it’s me open up.” He gently tap the window. He saw her cover her ears and although he was outside he could hear a haunting screeching echo from inside. The moment the echo was heard the weather outside worsen, it has begun to pour. At the kitchen door, a dark figure appear, Tik could hardly make out the person, but it’s red eyes flaring in the darkness startle him. When it’s eyes roamed around the living room, Tik panic. He rushed back at the entrance and shook the door trying to break the chain. The pounding of the rain almost resemble the terror he was feeling. He pushed against the door this time very hard, the chain still would not snap. While he had his back pushing the door he did not notice the stares of a pale suited man. He turns his head to look between the open gap and froze. The men glare at Tik silently before his eye flare red again this time he gave a loud roar. The door immediately push Tik off onto the ground, he could hear the locks snapping shut and Kob’s horrify scream.

Tik ran back to the living room window to see the progression of event. Kob was now standing and backing into the corner as the stranger approach. He could see Kob grabbing anything she could to throw at the figure. He felt hopeless as the stranger got hold of Kob and pulled her. Tik search around and grabbed a heavy branch nearby. He smacks the window, shattering the glass. As he climbs into the house, partial left over glasses scrape him. He chase the men out of the living room to the kitchen, a door that leads from the kitchen to the outside was left open widely. Tik could find any sight of the men, only saw the rattling of the bush which the men had ran into. He locks the door before he goes into the living room. Kob continue to cuddle against the corner. Thinking she’ll be safer that way. Tik kneel down beside her and put a hand ontop of her. He could felt her trembling.

Tik: “It’s alright now. I’m here.” When thunder roar, Kob jump into his embrace, her hands wrapped tightly around Tik’s waist. While sought comfort in his hold, she also shudder to the on and off lightening. “Come on. Let’s go find some candles.” He holds onto her hand and drag her to a cabinet where he found a tray, a fairly large candle, and some matches.

In the living room, Kob held the candle to give light to Tik while he cleans up the glass on the floor. She continue to hold it at the time Tik nailed in a cardboard to shut the window. He holds her hand as they walked up the stairs, in the hallway they stood separately by their bedroom. With only one candle who should it be given to. Kob held the candle in between them to give them both light, they both were unwilling to part, Kob took a step closer to him and put a finger on his cheek, she slid her hand down and at her finger tip Tik could see a blood stain.

Kob takes hold of his hand and takes him to his room. She was sure not to touch his stuff, there was a lock cabinet in the room that Kob got to open. She grabs the first aid kit, they sat in the middle of the bed as she applies medicine to his cuts. The candle flicker by the night stand. After caring for Tik’s cuts. She uses a needle to dig through the splinter in Tik’s hand. When he grabbed the branch earlier some small word particles injected in his palm.

Tik: “Shh…” He snicker. After she finish caring for Tik her arm begun to ache ***At the hospital Tun was giving Pen-Chan a shot of medicine*** Kob clutch onto her arm tightly. “Were you hurt during the ordeal?” He takes her hand away from her arm, once again a pinkish dot appear on her arm. “I want an answer truthfully. Is the person after you because you owe debt in drugs he had sold you.”

Kob: “No. I don’t need drugs. When I’m frustrated, I paint.“

Tik: “Did the stranger say anything to you as to why he would attack you.“

Kob: “He said some taunting words. He said I have to go sooner or later…” her voice shaken. “Does that mean I won‘t have long to live? Is death after me?” Tears build in her eyes. “I don’t want to…dd…” Tik covers her mouth.

Tik: “Don’t ever say that word infront of me.” He sternly exerted. He didn’t want to hear the word die. “He maybe a psychotic person so don’t worry.” Kob brings his hand down so she could speak.

Kob: “How can human being own pair of blazing red eyes?”

Tik: “Maybe we were too frighten so we let our imagination soar. I bet you he was just a regular crazy man.”

Kob: “What if he comes back?”

Tik: “Shh…I’ll watch over tonight. Go to sleep. ” He puts his hand on her shoulder and lay her down on the bed. He cover her with the blanket.

Kob: “You didn’t answer my question. How can I sleep with no reassurance that…” Tik interrupt her.

Tik: “How can I lie to you and reassure you that he won’t come back when I know a psychotic person like him would most likely strike again.”

Kob: “Just agree that you’ll be there for me WHEN you can. I know I cannot ask for much because I am only a person who brings bad memories.” She turns over so her back is facing him. “Some people are afraid of what they might find if they try to analyze themselves too much, but you have to crawl into your wounds to discover where your fears are. Once the bleeding starts, the cleansing can begin.” She refered to Tik having doubts in himself. Tik reached out his hand wanting to get her to turn over but his hand stop in midair. He pulls back. Kob can felt the bed infuriate when Tik got off. He dim his light by the table and begun to type in his story. He finish his short story, added where the main lead finally realize it was regretful to waste a life, but it was a bit too late. The last line that his character said was “All I cared about was how she fullfill the brotherly and sisterly love that I’ve lost when my little sister past away. The bickering that sister and brother go through and after ward apologizing to each other with cheerful smile and forgiveness. It was only when she disappear that I came to realization, she wasn’t trying to fulfill my desires, but make me let go of the past.”

Tik: “Kob…“ he took a long sigh. After finishing one chapter. Tik crawl onto the bed. He lays beside Kob who still had her back turn to him. “I worried that someone will come to my life, mend my heart just to break it again, the emotional pain is what I don’t want to go through again. I reckon you tease with my feelings because you had already knew my deepest fear. Knew I have wrapped myself into cocoon.”

He closes his eyes not knowing he fell asleep. In his mind he could see and hear his little sister voice during their childhood days. “P’Tik look…the butterfly has come out of it’s cocoon. So pretty.” She pointed to a tree branch. When the butterfly flew away she chase after it jumping up trying to catch it. She was sad that she couldn’t get it. Tik tells her “No need to chase after it, stay still and it will come to you.” His little sister hold her breath and stand like a statue. Her eyes roam around when happily seeing the butterfly sway around her. Finally it rested on her shoulder. She sneeze and it flew always, he laugh when his sister continue to do it her way by chasing it. Kob opened her eyes and thought for awhile before turning around facing Tik.

***At Arisa and her mother house***
They were mad that the witch craft men couldn’t go through with the soul eliminate process. Arisa’s mother threw her purse onto the stainless glass table knocking down a vase. “Who would buy a house that is haunted! Darn you…I’ve thought I’ve got rid of you for sure but your soul still wonder.” Arisa calms her mother. “We have counterfeited the ownership paper, don’t worry. Let’s find the highest bidder first then I’ll pay the witch craft men to successfully send her soul to hell…” She bit her lips. She felt a chill and cuddle against her mother.

***At the hospital that night. Tun did not see any development in Pen-Chan. It was oddly strange to him that her body system doesn’t need food nor water each morning on the cheek up date her body would be replenish. So there was no tube install for her. The side of her face has recover ninty percent, luckily she was not severely burnt. He puts a Buddha necklace next to the night stand as he went out to write out a check for Pen-Chan’s hospital bills***

The next morning. Sunrays beam through the curtains of Tik’s room. Birds chirp outside setting off to find food, which cause an annoyance to people who were sleeping. Inside Tik’s room a blanket covered both Tik and Kob to their waist. Tik’s right hand and Kob’s left hand stretched in the middle of the bed, clinched together. Tik open his eyes to see a radiance surrounding Kob. He gently place a kiss on her forehead and got off the bed to close the curtain tighter. He slid out the drawer and remove something wrapped in a piece of cloth, he puts it aside Kob. A knock came from the door and Tik quickly went downstairs.

A girl and Tun stood at the front porch. Tun had escort the granny’s daughter. The girl ask for Kob but Tik told them she hasn‘t woken up. The girl handed Tik a phone number to give to Kob. “She was an acquaintance of my mother. It seem my mother was really attach to her, have her give me a call please.” Tik nodded and put the piece of paper in his pocket.

Kob sat on the bed and unravel the cloth near her side. Laying there was a little pocket knife. She slid her finger across the beautiful carving.

Tik: “For your protection.” He walks into the bathroom and brings out a bowl and towel. Kob dips the towel squeeze the water out before cleaning her face. “I’ll be in town submitting the whole short story, so I’ll be awhile before I return. I have a feeling you don’t want to be stranded in the house. An out going person like you, scuba diving and painting. So take the knife for your protection.”

Kob: “Understand. I’ll carry with me everywhere. So you don’t need to have an anxiety attack.” She was comical, enlightening the moment. They both headed downstairs.

Tik: “Don’t worry I’ll get it fix.” He refers to the window. The phone rings. Tik’s pick it up and confirm to her that her painting had been sold. He hands Kob a cup of orange juice. “I saw you didn’t finish your drink I brought you the other day. You need vitamins for strength.” Kob took the cup and smell it.

Kob: “Are you sure you didn’t put anything in the cup?”

Tik: “Nonsense.” He took the cup and took a sip to show her. “Finish it, if not I’m not going to repair the window.”

Kob: “Hey. Your conditions in living here, I don’t accept money from you because you’re expected to take care of my house and the expense, I hardly use electricity or utilities you know.”

Tik: “Unbelievable…” He shakes his head. “True though.” He scratch his head. “Well…” He straight himself. “You know that old bike in the green house?”

Kob: “What’s wrong?”

Tik: “Do you want someone to help you fix it?”

Kob: “Of course, so I won’t have to take a long walk to town.”

Tik: “I’ll make you a deal. You finish your drink, and I’ll help you when I come back from town.”

Kob: “Promise you would help me.” She stuck out her pinky.

Tik: “Why would I lie to you nah…” He pinch her cheek.

Kob: “Owy…” she pulls away and rubbed her cheek. “That was a bit rough.” She grin.

Tik: “I don’t need to pinky swear, you trust me don’t you. I mean if I wanted to do something to you I would had done it long ago.” He teased her.

Kob: “….” Her jaw drop. “What kind of metaphor is that…” She clutched onto her blouse.

Tik: “Ah…okay okay. But you get my drift…” He grabs his papers. “I can tell if you pour that drink away so don’t even try it…” He pointed at her as she left the door.

Kob: “I didn’t want to drink it because I was keeping it as a token of kindness. Ah. But he pour it with his own hands…Hehe…” She giggles.

Tik: “What are you still thinking…?” He came from the window and tap.

Kob: “Why haven’t you left?” She stomp her feet. She turns her back to Tik. Slowly she turn the cup to the area which Tik left imprint. She shyly she drink from that area.

When Tik return home. He see Kob in the green house. Tik put his stuff inside house and meet up with Kob. She tells him the handle won’t turn. Tik nudge her aside and simply got the water running through the hoe.

Tik: “Take the bike outside. I’ll water the plants.” Kob fumble with the bike to get it out of the door.
 

nancyvang

sarNie Adult
i did finish it and fallen for you is also very good nancy.........you should post here also
I did post Fallen For You here a long time ago but I didn't get to finish posting it because the server was down and Sarn was in process of moving. I wonder if those readers got a chance to read it at SKF or not. Cause if not, then I'll post that story here also. The story is very abusive and...um...a bit mature in the begining. Haha. Pra'ek tries so many attempt to physically and mentally hurt na'ek. *Hint*
 

lady0fdarkness

Professional Lakorn Watcher
^^ lol.. those are the best. Just cause we all know the pa'aek will suffer after that, being head over heels with the nang'aek.
 
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