Reading Sarn's fanfic inspired to write one...hahahah...here it is...if you like it...help me think of a title! I will continue as much as i can.
Lead pa'ek and nang'ek:
Aff Taksaorn as Isra Sucinda (24)
Umm Atichart as Niran Nitaya (28)
More characters as the story progresses...
And so the fanfic begins:
Mr. and Mrs. Sucinda live with their daughters in a two story home in the outskirts of Bangkok. They have provided love equally for both daughters however they're younger daughter still feels rejected by her parents. Since attending college, she has turned out-of-control. Her older sister Isra loves her the most because she feels as though she is the cause for her younger sister's behavior. Isra is willing to do everything for Dao so she would turn into a good person. Isra is a journalist for a Thai news channel. She is a hard-worker and she doesn't know what love means. She's been betrayed so many times that she is afraid of falling in love all over again. Dao attends a well known college in Thailand, she is a very popular student on campus because she out shines many others. On a hot night in the city, Dao enters a club with her friends. While at the club she dances with different guys. One guy caught her attention. He was very good looking and seemed rich. Meanwhile, Isra came into the club as well, she was doing a story on teens and alcohol. Isra spotted Dao at last. Dao saw Isra looking at her and took her man on the run. Isra ran after them but lost them. She ended up at the back alley of the club, searching for Dao and the mysterious man she was with.
"NO!"
Isra turned around and saw the behind of two people. The darkness made it hard to tell what was going on. Thinking to herself, what if this was Dao? Isra ran towards the direction of the people. Her heart beating fast from the nervousness. A loud BOOM. The sound of a gun shot. Isra stopped. The person with the gun glances up at Isra before he runs off.
"No" she whispered, horrified.
Isra runs as fast as she could to the body, now, lying unconscious on the ground. The person was a young girl. Isra lifted her head up.
"Hey!" yelled Isra as she tries to revive the young girl.
The young girl was dead. Isra couldn't do anything but call the police. The police arrived minutes later. They bagged up her body and asked Isra common questions such as the time of the crime and such. The investigation took hours. Isra was eager to go home. She wanted to find Dao home, asleep on the bed beside hers.
Finally, all questions were asked and answered from Isra, her job was done for the police. She came home, exhausted. Isra ran to her room as soon as she unlocked the front door of their house. Dao was asleep in her bed. Isra smiled as the sun blazed a bright red outside their bedroom window. She frowned again, tears came down her cheeks as she thought about the young dead girl. She felt blessed that Dao closed her eyes for only a sleep.
The following afternoon Isra went out to the mall to purchase a few new outfits for herself. While shopping, at the corner of her eye she would keep seeing someone appear behind her. This person followed her around the mall. Isra became afraid. In the parking lot, Isra ran to her car and drove off as soon as possible. As she made her way to exit the parking lot, a black car cuts in front of her. The car stops.
"What's going on?" Isra thought. She honks her horn.
The driver and passenger of the car comes out. Two men in black with sunglasses walk towards Isra's car. Isra, scared, locks all her doors. Both men pulls on the side doors of her car. Isra, praying that they won't break her windows and hurt her. The men begin to knock roughly on her windows. Out of no where, the man on her right gets punched on the face and he falls down aside her car. Isra heard the man get knocked to the ground. She looks up. His partner runs to his aide. He looks up to see a man in blue jeans with a tan leather jacket over his white polo shirt. His eyes were blocked by the fancy sunglasses he wore. He looked dirty with his gum chewing and tiny growing beard.
"Its 11 in the morning, isn't it too early to take advantage of a girl?" yawns Niran while scratching his chin lazily.
The uninjured man stands up and runs to Niran. He throws a missed punch at Niran's face. Niran moves aside and punches him in the stomach. The man falls to the ground. He holds onto his stomach, coughing. The man Niran hit earlier stood up and charged at him. Niran got punched in the mouth, still he was able to perform the same beating for the guy. Both men were on the ground, in pain. Niran opened Isra's car door. Isra looked up at his face. They both looked at one another. Niran chuckles.
"So, your my new mission?"
"Mission?" asked Isra confusingly.