Aom turned around to see who Tik was talking to. Tik made himself swing his arms up in mid air but caught Aom looking at him awkwardly, he froze. Aom raised both eye brows.
"Are you okay?" asked Aom.
"No..." said Chakrit, replacing Tik's voice.
Tik put his arms back down to his sides, cutting Chakrit off. "I mean, yes...I'm-"
Chakrit spoke quickly over. "I'm so sorry for being a big jerk this afternoon."
Aom raised an eye brow in confusion. Tik wasn't being himself, she noticed.
"I know you don't have a place to go to." Chakrit said so quickly before Tik could say anything.
"...I'll do fine...I have some spare cash with me, I can rent a room near by."
"No, wait, I want to help you." said Chakrit replacing Tik.
What kind of meds was Tik on thought Aom. "...You're different...you know that? "
"Because I feel bad." said Chakrit being Tik.
"You pity me don't you? So you come out here to make amends? Haven't you made my life miserable enough?"
"Then let me apologize for him." Chakrit quickly correctly himself. "I mean. Let me apologize to you."
Aom stared at Tik for a long time before turning away, continuing her walk into the dark away from the shiny street lights.
Tik fought his way to control his voice once again. "On a count of three if you don't leave I swear, you're last few months on Earth will turn out bad."
Chakrit stepped out of Tik's body casually. Tik wiped his arms away.
"You scared her away." joked Chakrit.
"Whats up with-" Tik changed his rough tone into a soft tone, "'I mean. Let me apologize to you.'...do you remember whose body you're in?! The last time I ever apologized was never!" yelled Tik. "Now she's going to think I'm some kind of freak whose bipolar. Look, look, she's gone! In the end, I look like a dumb ass and we don't get anything!" Tik stomped all the way to his car door.
Chakrit wouldn't dare stop Tik, he went overboard in forcing Tik.
Aom was surrounded by a gang looking to rob her. She willingly opened her wallet and threw all her bills at them hoping to drive them away. They were looking for more then that though, the gang was ready to take her somewhere dark and rape her. With all her energy Aom screamed.
"What was that?" said Chakrit.
Tik took a moment to hear Aom scream help again but this time, a much weaker scream.
Instantly Tik ran her direction, he found Aom on the ground, unconscious. Before Tik made it to the scene the gang ran for it. Tik bent down to pick her up off the cement sidewalk, without noticing it, he stepped on her glasses. Aom suffered a hard blow to the stomach, she was going to be fine. Tik looked at her closed eyes, without her glasses covering half of her face, she was much prettier. Tik carried her to his car and carefully placed her in the back seat. He drove to Kat's house. Kat lived alone a few blocks away from Tik but Kat was in the U.S. The housekeeper was like a aunt to Tik, he asked her to take Aom in.
THE NEXT MORNING, Aom awoke in Kat's guest room. Aom rubbed her eyes and looked out the window. She lifted her shirt to look at the huge bruise on the side of her stomach. She got out of bed, holding onto the walls or anything to support her way downstairs where she heard Tik munching on breakfast. She couldn't make out his face.
"W-where am I exactly?"
Tik walked quietly to her side. He waved his hand across her face. She couldn't see much.
"Wow, you're really blind."
Tik took out her crushed up glasses, opened them and placed it over her eyes. The lenses were all cracked up, when Aom clearly made out Tik's face there was as if four of him was standing in front of her. She was startled.
"My glasses..." she moaned. She poked the glass to find out how fragile the broken pieces were.
Tik chuckled. "I guess I owe you a new one." Tik went back to his chair and sat down to have the rest of his breakfast.
"Where am I?" she asked again.
"My friend Kat's house, she's out of the country."
"Hmm...You helped me?...out of all people."
"I hate helping but what I hate more is watching a girl get taken advantage of."
Aom watched him. "Last night, you were so different...it was like, you weren't the one I met...you are the same person, aren't you?"
Tik smiled crookedly. "What did you think?"
"It was weird to hear you say the word...apologize, you seem like the type who will have a hard time saying that word."
"...I don't have a hard time saying it, I just don't use that word...often..."
Aom knew he was his old self again, cocky and rude. "Well...thanks anyway, I should leave." Aom turned to leave the dining room.
Tik stood up. "Wait." He walked quickly to her. "Look, you're welcome to stay here if you don't have a place to go to."
"Better not."
Tik walked closer to her and took off her glasses.
"Hey what are you doing? I can hardly see without my glasses." said Aom.
Tik was still looking at her face, a smile ran across his face. Aom opened her eyes wider to see what he was really doing.
"...I owe you a pair, remember?"
"No, I'll get a new pair."
Tik grabbed her hand and dragged her to the table to have breakfast.
"Have breakfast before you go back to the office."
She wouldn't sit. "Wait, what?"
Tik released her hand, sighing. "...I've decided, I'll give you another chance..."
It was hard for Tik to say all this but something came over him, he wanted her protected. Aom looked at Tik blankly.
"Is there some kind of catch to this?" asked Aom.
Tik chuckled. "Who do you think I am? I hate playing games, I'm offering help, something I'm not good at but...never mind."
"What-"
Tik stood up. "Report to work after breakfast, find a way to get there, rather you walk or take the bus don't be later then 10 o'clock." Tik left the dining room without another word.
Aom went back to work. She entered her office, everything was thrown out the day before. She had to start from scratch once again. Tik walked into her office. He was dressed casually, a jean and polo shirt with a nice tan blazer. Tik brought in a box with him full of all the things belonging to Aom.
"I told you're anti-co-workers to get your things back." He set the box on her desk.
"...Hmm..thank you."
"Eh, what's this?" Tik picked up a painting from inside her box. "A painting of a piano."
Aom grabbed it from him. The painting of a classic piano on stage. A person sitting on the bench playing away with the stage lights shining down.
"You like the piano?" asked Tik.
Aom shook her head. "I've never seen one in real life...I mean a real piano, not the keyboard type, you know." she smirked.
"Ah...how did you know a real one looks like this?"
"When I was young, I copied it from a calender. It was one of my first drawings."
"And you still kept it?"
"I want to be in front of a real piano one day, till this day, this is the closest I've ever gotten to see a real piano."
"Whose he?"
Aom stared at the picture for a long time. "...He was a part of the calender."
Tik smirked, a little annoyed at himself for asking so much, he is the person who cares less about other people's business. "Well, I want a draft of what you'll have for the mural by tomorrow."
Aom looked up at Tik, forgetting the idea of daydreaming. "Okay."
"And..." Tik reach out and took off her broken glasses. He took a moment to look at her face. He was beginning to really like her without glasses.
Aom stood motionless with eyes wide open, looking at Tik's blurry figure. He slipped a new pair of glasses onto her face, Aom saw his face clearly now. Tik's warm smile instantly made her blush.
"I told you I'll get you a new pair." Noticing how nice he's become, Tik got a little scared and stepped away. He cleared his throat. "Well...uh-huh...don't try to get mugged again..."
Tik left quickly before he smiled even more towards Aom.
Late into the night, Aom and Tik were the only two left in the building. Tik took off his glasses, put his blazer back on and was ready to call it a night. He walked pass the theater hall and saw that the doors were flung open. The lights on stage were also still on. Tik roll his eyes, disappointed at his staff for not locking up correctly. He went into the theater hall and saw a piano sitting on stage.
"Huh...when did this come in?..." Tik walked onto stage.
"Beauty isn't it?" said Chakrit, he was sitting on the second row.
Tik was startled by Chakrit's words. "What the-I told you not to do that!!"
Chakrit chuckled. "I'm getting use to it, its what ghosts do." Chakrit transported to the stage standing right next to Tik.
Tik fell down and sat on the bench next to the piano.
Chakrit laughed. "I can't believe you're still scared of me..."
Tik sighed. "Of course, I should I know when you'll try to take over my body again?"
Chakrit smiled. "Sorry about that...what a beautiful piano."
"They never told me when it came in."
"Can you play?"
"Only one song. Moonlight."
Aom walked into the theater hall. "Moonlight?" she asked.
Both Tik and Chakrit turned to watch her make her way down the long alley. Aom looked around to see if Tik was talking to anyone.
"You're in here alone?" asked Aom.
"Yeah."
"I thought...weren't you just talking to someone? Who were you talking about Moonlight to?"
Chakrit waved bye to Tik and disappeared. Tik chuckled sarcastically. "Well, I do that sometimes. You know when you take a stroll on you're own...you tend to talk to yourself...so you won't get scared."
"Are you okay?" asked Aom.
"No..." said Chakrit, replacing Tik's voice.
Tik put his arms back down to his sides, cutting Chakrit off. "I mean, yes...I'm-"
Chakrit spoke quickly over. "I'm so sorry for being a big jerk this afternoon."
Aom raised an eye brow in confusion. Tik wasn't being himself, she noticed.
"I know you don't have a place to go to." Chakrit said so quickly before Tik could say anything.
"...I'll do fine...I have some spare cash with me, I can rent a room near by."
"No, wait, I want to help you." said Chakrit replacing Tik.
What kind of meds was Tik on thought Aom. "...You're different...you know that? "
"Because I feel bad." said Chakrit being Tik.
"You pity me don't you? So you come out here to make amends? Haven't you made my life miserable enough?"
"Then let me apologize for him." Chakrit quickly correctly himself. "I mean. Let me apologize to you."
Aom stared at Tik for a long time before turning away, continuing her walk into the dark away from the shiny street lights.
Tik fought his way to control his voice once again. "On a count of three if you don't leave I swear, you're last few months on Earth will turn out bad."
Chakrit stepped out of Tik's body casually. Tik wiped his arms away.
"You scared her away." joked Chakrit.
"Whats up with-" Tik changed his rough tone into a soft tone, "'I mean. Let me apologize to you.'...do you remember whose body you're in?! The last time I ever apologized was never!" yelled Tik. "Now she's going to think I'm some kind of freak whose bipolar. Look, look, she's gone! In the end, I look like a dumb ass and we don't get anything!" Tik stomped all the way to his car door.
Chakrit wouldn't dare stop Tik, he went overboard in forcing Tik.
Aom was surrounded by a gang looking to rob her. She willingly opened her wallet and threw all her bills at them hoping to drive them away. They were looking for more then that though, the gang was ready to take her somewhere dark and rape her. With all her energy Aom screamed.
"What was that?" said Chakrit.
Tik took a moment to hear Aom scream help again but this time, a much weaker scream.
Instantly Tik ran her direction, he found Aom on the ground, unconscious. Before Tik made it to the scene the gang ran for it. Tik bent down to pick her up off the cement sidewalk, without noticing it, he stepped on her glasses. Aom suffered a hard blow to the stomach, she was going to be fine. Tik looked at her closed eyes, without her glasses covering half of her face, she was much prettier. Tik carried her to his car and carefully placed her in the back seat. He drove to Kat's house. Kat lived alone a few blocks away from Tik but Kat was in the U.S. The housekeeper was like a aunt to Tik, he asked her to take Aom in.
THE NEXT MORNING, Aom awoke in Kat's guest room. Aom rubbed her eyes and looked out the window. She lifted her shirt to look at the huge bruise on the side of her stomach. She got out of bed, holding onto the walls or anything to support her way downstairs where she heard Tik munching on breakfast. She couldn't make out his face.
"W-where am I exactly?"
Tik walked quietly to her side. He waved his hand across her face. She couldn't see much.
"Wow, you're really blind."
Tik took out her crushed up glasses, opened them and placed it over her eyes. The lenses were all cracked up, when Aom clearly made out Tik's face there was as if four of him was standing in front of her. She was startled.
"My glasses..." she moaned. She poked the glass to find out how fragile the broken pieces were.
Tik chuckled. "I guess I owe you a new one." Tik went back to his chair and sat down to have the rest of his breakfast.
"Where am I?" she asked again.
"My friend Kat's house, she's out of the country."
"Hmm...You helped me?...out of all people."
"I hate helping but what I hate more is watching a girl get taken advantage of."
Aom watched him. "Last night, you were so different...it was like, you weren't the one I met...you are the same person, aren't you?"
Tik smiled crookedly. "What did you think?"
"It was weird to hear you say the word...apologize, you seem like the type who will have a hard time saying that word."
"...I don't have a hard time saying it, I just don't use that word...often..."
Aom knew he was his old self again, cocky and rude. "Well...thanks anyway, I should leave." Aom turned to leave the dining room.
Tik stood up. "Wait." He walked quickly to her. "Look, you're welcome to stay here if you don't have a place to go to."
"Better not."
Tik walked closer to her and took off her glasses.
"Hey what are you doing? I can hardly see without my glasses." said Aom.
Tik was still looking at her face, a smile ran across his face. Aom opened her eyes wider to see what he was really doing.
"...I owe you a pair, remember?"
"No, I'll get a new pair."
Tik grabbed her hand and dragged her to the table to have breakfast.
"Have breakfast before you go back to the office."
She wouldn't sit. "Wait, what?"
Tik released her hand, sighing. "...I've decided, I'll give you another chance..."
It was hard for Tik to say all this but something came over him, he wanted her protected. Aom looked at Tik blankly.
"Is there some kind of catch to this?" asked Aom.
Tik chuckled. "Who do you think I am? I hate playing games, I'm offering help, something I'm not good at but...never mind."
"What-"
Tik stood up. "Report to work after breakfast, find a way to get there, rather you walk or take the bus don't be later then 10 o'clock." Tik left the dining room without another word.
Aom went back to work. She entered her office, everything was thrown out the day before. She had to start from scratch once again. Tik walked into her office. He was dressed casually, a jean and polo shirt with a nice tan blazer. Tik brought in a box with him full of all the things belonging to Aom.
"I told you're anti-co-workers to get your things back." He set the box on her desk.
"...Hmm..thank you."
"Eh, what's this?" Tik picked up a painting from inside her box. "A painting of a piano."
Aom grabbed it from him. The painting of a classic piano on stage. A person sitting on the bench playing away with the stage lights shining down.
"You like the piano?" asked Tik.
Aom shook her head. "I've never seen one in real life...I mean a real piano, not the keyboard type, you know." she smirked.
"Ah...how did you know a real one looks like this?"
"When I was young, I copied it from a calender. It was one of my first drawings."
"And you still kept it?"
"I want to be in front of a real piano one day, till this day, this is the closest I've ever gotten to see a real piano."
"Whose he?"
Aom stared at the picture for a long time. "...He was a part of the calender."
Tik smirked, a little annoyed at himself for asking so much, he is the person who cares less about other people's business. "Well, I want a draft of what you'll have for the mural by tomorrow."
Aom looked up at Tik, forgetting the idea of daydreaming. "Okay."
"And..." Tik reach out and took off her broken glasses. He took a moment to look at her face. He was beginning to really like her without glasses.
Aom stood motionless with eyes wide open, looking at Tik's blurry figure. He slipped a new pair of glasses onto her face, Aom saw his face clearly now. Tik's warm smile instantly made her blush.
"I told you I'll get you a new pair." Noticing how nice he's become, Tik got a little scared and stepped away. He cleared his throat. "Well...uh-huh...don't try to get mugged again..."
Tik left quickly before he smiled even more towards Aom.
Late into the night, Aom and Tik were the only two left in the building. Tik took off his glasses, put his blazer back on and was ready to call it a night. He walked pass the theater hall and saw that the doors were flung open. The lights on stage were also still on. Tik roll his eyes, disappointed at his staff for not locking up correctly. He went into the theater hall and saw a piano sitting on stage.
"Huh...when did this come in?..." Tik walked onto stage.
"Beauty isn't it?" said Chakrit, he was sitting on the second row.
Tik was startled by Chakrit's words. "What the-I told you not to do that!!"
Chakrit chuckled. "I'm getting use to it, its what ghosts do." Chakrit transported to the stage standing right next to Tik.
Tik fell down and sat on the bench next to the piano.
Chakrit laughed. "I can't believe you're still scared of me..."
Tik sighed. "Of course, I should I know when you'll try to take over my body again?"
Chakrit smiled. "Sorry about that...what a beautiful piano."
"They never told me when it came in."
"Can you play?"
"Only one song. Moonlight."
Aom walked into the theater hall. "Moonlight?" she asked.
Both Tik and Chakrit turned to watch her make her way down the long alley. Aom looked around to see if Tik was talking to anyone.
"You're in here alone?" asked Aom.
"Yeah."
"I thought...weren't you just talking to someone? Who were you talking about Moonlight to?"
Chakrit waved bye to Tik and disappeared. Tik chuckled sarcastically. "Well, I do that sometimes. You know when you take a stroll on you're own...you tend to talk to yourself...so you won't get scared."
