A.N. Story will soon be, as I see it now only a few chaps to go.
3rd person
She had been enraged by the fact that even her husband had sided with her son. She hated him, he was the cause of all her trouble and had taken away the company from them. All her work had been in vain. That she had a paranoid mental disorder was something she never realized, instead she lived from her fear and hatred. Never really feeling love for the boy, contrary to the other two. Anybody who defended or sided with Kong would incur her wrath and especially her husband had been very annoying to her. And now she had exploded from anger and shot him after a long discussion. She had arranged Arthit's abduction and he had found out and confronted her, not only with that but also the fact that Kongpob was her son. She hadn't listened and instead left with the children after shooting him down.
But she hadn't been able to think clearly and just took the plane without the normal checkup procedures and when they had been in flight for about 19 minutes one of the engines exploded ripping one of the wings of the plane. It crashed into the surface in a massive fireball, on of the people on board, Kongpob's brother had been sucked out through a hole in the fuselage short after the explosion which saved his life.
When the emergency services arrived they found 2 bodies bodies in the cockpit, dead from the impact. The young boy had been taken to the hospital for surgery and was now in critical condition, fighting for his life, he had a lot of internal bleedings and several broken bones but doctors had been able to fix most of it and now it was for fate to decide how it would end.
Kongpob Pov
We had been searching around the city for several hours all taking certain districts. We had also informed the police so that they would search for him as well. Someone had been posted at the embassy and the Rojnapat HQ to assure that if he went or was brought there we would be able to spot him.
But it had been to no avail, the city was huge and we had not a clue where to search. We had also no clue what my mother had ordered to do to him, would he be shadowed? Could a trap be laid for us? Was he in danger? Maybe even tied up somewhere. We had asked people but nobody had seen him. I myself was convinced he couldn't be far away from the airport but the more time passed the more dejected I became. I missed him, one can imagine how I felt when despite all the effort we collectively poured into the undertaking he wasn't found, traced or sighted somewhere. We were just randomly feeling around in the dark without a clue, would I fail my P'? Though his father had been very supportive I couldn't help but blame myself for what had happened. And who wouldn't feel guilty, it were my parents that showered us with misery and despair, it was my idea to tell them so with some deductive reasoning all our current trouble was my fault, would he be angry with me? I didn't know. At the same time there were other issues piling up to be addressed, the company lost its two top executives and was reeling around with nobody at the steering wheel and my younger brother was in the hospital with severe injuries. Aside of that came the fact that I had to prepare a funeral for my parents and sister. With all these issues losing on my shoulders I spent day and night working, sleeping only very short amounts of time. But after 2 days had passed it became clear this couldn't go on or I would collapse completely. I had to go back for several hours to attend the burial ceremony before returning. My mother had been cremated yesterday while my father and sister would be buried today. I had also called for a special meeting of the board and council of oversight of the company to be held in 5 days. By then I would return to Thailand if Arthit hadn't been found to arrange everything for a longer absence on my part so that I had time and space to search.
The funeral itself was a formality, though my view of my father had been somewhat recalibrated that didn't mean I suddenly loved him or something and once everything was done I returned with in my head this strange urge. I didn't really know what it was but it felt as if a voice was urging me to go in a certain direction. I gave it not attention and spent the rest of the day to roam around the airport building to check out all possible hiding places. It was the advantage of being the presumed incoming chief of the company that everybody bowed for my wishes and demands and did not obstruct. But when I didn't find anything I lost all hope, I'll never be able to find him, who says so? It is impossible, the odds are virtually zero, how you figure that? Chances of finding are 0,01😓chances of him being sighted and reported 0,05% so together not even a tenth part of a percent! But not zero, plus why not airing an add on TV, a commercial on the radio and messages through the PA systems at airports in a circle of 950km around Hanoi? Let people know he is missing, the odds will improve or even promise a reward for he who gives the golden hint. That doesn't sound too bad to me, it might even work.
I called Arthit's father, Sir Andrew, I might have an idea, what if we air a commercial and televised message on radio and tv, include a picture of arthit and promise a reward for the golden hint.
I know it is expensive
I can cover it
Who pays can be decided later we must do it ASAP if we are to do it
I see
Okey,
Yes I am fine,
Yes I do
I can't help feeling guilty Sir,
I know but it is difficult
Thanks,
It would be on air the next day, we would in addition tell the media to let them spread the story as well, it would bring scrutiny to my parents behavior yet that was the price I would have to pay for getting my P' back.
That Night I couldn't sleep at all, I didn't feel tired either. I had to go out, my restlessness increased with the minute, I jumped out of my bed, took a bottle of water and some bread before taking my jacket and leaving, following my sense and feeling, not really having an Idea where I went.
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Charactertalk
Arthit: Why ain't I in this chapter?
Kongpob: This was focused on my search, next chap will delve into your feelings,
Arthit: my feelings?! I don't want to share those.
Kongpob: you have to
Arthit: (throwing a tantrum) Don't wanna
Author: then there won't be a happy ending
Arthit: please explore my feelings,
Author: Ahem,
Kongpob: chuckles
Arthit: what?!
Kongpob: Nothing
Arthit: grumbl, you too belong in the Zoo,
Author: amd what animal would we be?
Arthit: Kong a giraffe and you an elephant
Author: I see,
Kongpob: why a giraffe?
Arthit: Elegant and beautiful,
Kongpob: Beautiful, grrr, it's handsome,
Arthit: How cute🤭😁
Kongpob: (chasing Arthit)
Author: (slowly withdrawing and leaving unseen)
Arthit: wait where's the author?
Kongpob: he is finishing our destiny.
Arthit: (spreading his arms) come Simba, let's bury the hatchet,
And so they cuddled again,
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