Dear readers,

This story will end in 6-7 more chapters. And I'm planning to submit it to Wattys2021.

After completing this story, I might start writing another Forthbeam fanfic with reincarnation, and rebirth concepts together with phobias.

I'll share the link below, and I want your opinion on the intro part or the whole concept. Please give it a chance, and I hope you will support me as you have always been to my stories.
 

https://www.wattpad.com/story/281366301-forever-with-you-forthbeam
 

Please! Please, comment and vote about what you think will happen after this in the current story in the comment section. It encourages me to update sooner than scheduled.

I love you, guys, so much, and please stay safe.

Now, enjoy.


 

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Being kidnapped and held captive was never a good experience to share or even an experience you should wish upon others. But, the universe has quite a sense of humour, and Kit happens to be its first interest to play.

Kit thought that he would be in a confined place with little to no light or ventilation by comparing his experience in the past. Nevertheless, here he is at one of the five stared skyscrapers in the middle of Bangkok city with high security and comfort.

If he is not mistaken, it's been more than 36 hours since he got kidnapped. He should be worried about his life and concerned about what's going to happen to him any moment now. He should probably be anxious about making it through the night and seeing the first sunrise tomorrow.

But oddly, all his mind could think about at the moment was how to complete and submit his assignment by Sunday night. It's an assignment from his anatomy lecturer, and he is a strict guy. He wouldn't accept late submissions unless Kit was dying or in a comatose state. It is still Thursday night, and he has plenty of time until Sunday.

The kit is damn sure that his kidnappers won't be kind enough to lend him a laptop or submit his assignment for him. But, he still hopes for that, and surprisingly he wasn't worried about his safety. Moreover, he still has time, and he believes in his friends and their ability to find him.

Kit sat by the balcony of the room he held captive as he stares blankly at the dark sky above his head. He could jump from here or climb down the wall like a spiderman and try his luck in escaping. But somehow, he knew that he might drop dead by the lobby of the building with his clumsy legs or gets too anxious to continue his way down. All he could do at the time was heave a deep sigh.

The sudden sound of the door being opened alerts him. He turns around to face the person walking with a sweet smile colouring her face.

P'San noticed that the food and clothes are still untouched on the table. Kit may think positively and display a calm demeanour. But he seems like a lost child in his crumpled clothes and dark circles under his eyes obviously, worried about something. And P'San got bothered about him.

"I noticed that you didn't touch your food or take a shower?" she casually stated as she sits on the bed.

Kit didn't reply to her at first and only stares back at her.

Yes, P'San is Ming's late sister who is miraculously alive before him, and Ming would trust her wholeheartedly.

But, she is still a stranger to him, and he doesn't know her personally.

So yeah, he is keeping his guard up.

"Were you afraid to eat these meals in worry of being tampered with again, or were you not hungry?" she asked again calmly.

"I don't trust anything or anybody here. Sorry," Kit softly replied as Kit fidgeted with his shirt sleeves.

"No worries. I won't trust anything if I were in your shoes as well.

How about I'll lock the door from the inside so that the guards won't enter in without permission and wait for you until you shower?" she offered.

She continues as she saw him paying attention to her.

"And then, we could go to the kitchen, and I'll cook you something myself. I could make great Omuri rice, and Ming loves it too.

So, what do you say?" she asked gently again with her expected eyes.

After watching her for a whole three minutes, Kit agreed to her and walked into the shower.

P'San waited for him as she said and guided him to the kitchen without any guards by their side. Kit was surprised by the freedom he and P'San have in this so-called kidnapped place.

"Stay seated there, and you can watch me cooking. I promise I'll make it delicious and edible," P'San joked around to break the cold wall Kit has around him.

She knows that Kit has his guard up and probably still stands in his defence, but she wants him to open up to her. She has so many questions to ask, and she wants to know more about Ming from him. But apart from that, she wants this cute human to open up to her and stop being uncomfortable.

"Thank you. It's delicious, P," was the longest line Kit said to her with a beaming face.

His dimpled smile made her smile back in return without any hesitation. P'San can confidently say that her baby brother got the most adorable boyfriend ever in the whole world.

Sanoh quietly watched him finish his first full meal since he was brought in captive.

"Do you want any dessert? I noticed that they have caramel ice cream and mango pudding in the fridge," she suggested as she saw Kit finishing his meal.

"That would be lovely. Thank you," Kit replied politely.

"My pleasure," she responded and walked away to get the desserts.

"P'San, may I ask you two questions?" Kit reluctantly asked as he dips the small spoon into his pudding.

"You may. What is it?" P'San asked back while enjoying her ice cream.

"Why are you helping Satan? By any chance, do you have Stockholm syndrome?" he asked reluctantly.

"Wha-what?!" she said, surprised.

"It is an emotional response. It happens to some abuse and hostage victims when they have positive feelings toward an abuser or captor. Are you helping Satan because of that?" he asked worriedly.

If that's the case, she needs a hell of amounts of therapy sessions to reverse it, and Kit was worried about her.

"OH, MY GOD! You're so funny, Nong Kit."

P'San laughed hearing what he explains and take her time to settle down.

"I can guarantee you that I don't have the syndrome you're talking about, Nong Kit. It's because Satan didn't kidnap me. He saves me, and he also saved you," she stated calmly.

"What are you saying, P'San?"

"Uncle Krist is not the evil guy as everybody portrays him, Nong. There's always another side to a coin and another side to a story. I won't expect you to believe me with the given incidents," she added with a sad