Sotus: Hiraeth [Complete]

4.Spiral of dark

Arthit

It has been a week since that fateful night, Arthit had not entered even a single toe in La desiré. He tried to stay away from the walking temptation - Kongpob Suthiluck. He had asked around about the man, at such a young age he too was celebrity of his own field - a brilliant pneuro surgeon.

Every night Arthit almost walked up to Kongpob's apartment only to return back midway - may be there is still something in him that can be salvaged. May be he is still not beyond redemption, he decided to walk back to the path that would lead him to oon. He was tired of being Arthit anyways - with this determination and new aim Arthit had not touched drink for another week. He went alcohol free for three weeks - it was an achievement in itself and coupled with going without any one night stands it can be termed a victory for him.

He smiled remembering the doctor - Kongpob had not succumbed to his seductions, even that night was his own choice, had he resisted even a bit Arthit wouldn't have gone further. Even Arthit had his code of conduct coupled with the fact that he was sober that day he definitely would not have crossed the line.

Even when doctor surrendered himself to his ministrations it was his own choice - he still had some control. Though any other person may find these deductions without logic Arthit sees perfect logic in it. Kongpob's behaviour that he has seen in this one month and especially that night had made him think about his own choices in life. He decided to go alcohol free. This is very small thing he can do for himself.

Maybe after getting his life back on track and after getting back reigns of his life he will think about persuing the strong - willed doctor that had made a place in his mind - a feat very few people had achieved so far.

Arthit decided he would need a complete makeover of the image he had created in last two years. He woke up today on 21st day since that night - oh yes! he is keeping count, his wild imaginations and wet dreams starring a certain someone had made him keep count. He woke up with new determination - it's time to get back the reigns of his life in his own hands.

Everything was going perfect until he decided to watch the evening news.

' Dave Thaksirat and Alyssa Sinclair has confirmed the news of their engagement '

- he didn't listen further, wide grin of Dave Thaksirat was staring back at him through the screens - taunting him.

He felt that all too familiar excruciating pain slowly bursting in his chest spreading painfully to every part of his body. It still hurts. He wants to forget. He needs to forget - to escape from this nightmare haunting him even after two years.

Arthit frantically searched his wine cabinet, there was not a single drop of alcohol in his whole house, he threw away everything last week - he emptied all his stash before throwing away the bottles. His manager P'Jane was escastic that day. Jane was the only person that had stayed by his side after Dave Thaksirat fiasco Arthit had entangled himself in. P'Jane had even called some of his favours to get work for Arthit after industry had shunned him. After success of his first series - walk became somewhat smooth for Arthit. Even though Thaksirath was a force to reckon in film industry - Arthit became people's favourite. That provided him some cover of protection- afterall audience is the supreme force in Showbiz.

Arthit sat in his car to drive towards La Desiré he almost took a U turn back to home thinking about disappointment of P'Jane and about a certain person that dominated his mind these days.

But need to escape from this paralyzing pain was great even more than the fear of spiralling back again in the dark from which he had crawled out a bit towards beam of light in past three weeks. In last week Arthit had noticed a change of behaviour of his co-workers towards him - though miniscule, it was still a good start.