Tine's POV
"Tine, don't run. You are already so drunk, you can't even walk straight"
"I am walking straight.. I think so." I yelled as I tried my best to walk in a straight line. Okay, may be I wasn't walking straight, but I was so happy, I couldn't care less. All the years of studying and sacrificing were finally paying off. I could, finally, think about a future.
"No you are not.." Sarawat matched my steps and put his arm around my waist to steady me. I couldn't help but giggle feeling his warmth. "I am very proud of you, Tine. I know how hard you worked to get the job at that law firm. My boyfriend is officially a lawyer now."
Sarawat was smiling at me and it felt like I had fallen in love with him all over again. We had only been dating for a month and but I knew he was end game for me. I knew he was the one for me even before we went on our first date, even before we fought on the football ground, even before I broke his phone, even before he asked for my number to patch things up between us.
May be some day I'll tell him how I have been in love with him for the last two years.
I hadn't told Sarawat yet that fell for him the first day I saw him in college, but I never made a move. I could never make a move. He was a star, the most popular guy in college — Captain of the football team, and lead singer of his band. There were always people around him and I never thought he would notice me — until he did. And now, I had no plans of letting him go. He was my forever and ever.
"Wat.." I put my arm over his shoulder and placed a light peck on his lips. "Do you want to know my secret three year plan?"
"Secret three year plan? What's that?"
"Shhhh.. don't shout out my secret like this." I whispered. "I am only telling you this secret because I love you, but you can't tell anyone else about this. Promise?"
"Okay, I promise. What is it?"
"In three years..." I looked out at the sky, staring at the beautiful moon and the quiet streets. We had partied with our friends all night long to celebrate my new job and the city's noise had died down as we left the bar. "In three years.. I want to become the youngest partner in the law firm, get a big apartment in Bangkok with a bedroom bigger than the house I grew up in, buy an expensive car that makes people die with envy and.."
"And?"
"And I want to marry you."
"Tine Teepakorn, are you seriously asking me to marry you on our one-month anniversary while you are shit drunk, stumbling back home?"
"No, I am not asking you to marry me. Not yet. I am just telling you that I want to marry you some day because I love you and there is nothing else that matters more to me than you"
Sarawat kissed me on the lips and I could see his smile creeping in. "So, I don't even get a chance to ask you to marry me, huh?"
"Well" I shrugged my shoulders. "You missed your chance, I guess."
That's when I heard the bus honking. "Is it 5am already? The buses have already started. Let's go catch it. I definitely don't want to waste money on a taxi right now."
I started running towards the bus stand and I could hear Sarawat yelling from
"Wait, Tine, stop running."
"Catch me if you can"
"Tine, just please stop running. Watch out for the pole!!"
I looked behind at Sarawat. "I am watching— OUCH"
My eyes closed and everything started to go blank.
"Tine?"
"Tine?"
"Are you okay?"
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"Mr Teepakorn?"
Mr Teepakorn?"
Can you hear me Mr Teepakorn?"
I slowly opened my eyes and saw a white ceiling. There was a doctor and a couple of nurses looking right at me. Ah fuck. I definitely shouldn't have run. Sarawat is going to be so angry and worried.
"Mr Teepakorn, can you hear me? Do you feel any kind of pain or discomfort?"
"Ah. Yes, I think. My head hurts a little"
"Okay, we'll give some pain relievers, they should start working soon. You some scratches on your right arm because of the broken glass of the car window and a sprain in your left ankle. But apart from that everything looks okay.
Can you tell me your full name and the date today?"
"Ah. I am Tine Teepakorn. I think its July 5th, 2017 today. Thank god it's a Sunday today, right? I can't miss my lectures at college tomorrow."
"I see. How old are you Mr Teepakorn?"
"I am 22 years old. Do you need my information for insurance purposes?"
"No, I already have your insurance information actually. Can you tell me what's the last thing you remember Mr Teepakorn?"
"Umm.. I was out drinking with my friends. Me and my boyfriend were going back home when I hit my head on a pole near the bus stand. Oh that reminds me..." I tried getting out of bed. "My boyfriend must be waiting for me outside. Can you please tell him to come inside? He must be worried out of his mind."
"Mr Teepakorn, I think its best you lie down on the bed and not try getting up. There is something I need to tell you..."
"What? Did I hit my head too hard? Is there something wrong?"
"Well, not exactly. We have run all the basic tests and everything came out normal. But here's the thing Mr Teepakorn — You are not 22. You are 25 years old. It's not July 5th 2017. It's July 5th 2020. I think you can't seem to recall your memory for the last three years, and may be its--"
"Wait, wait. What do you mean it's 2020 and not 2017? Have I been in a coma for the past three years? OH GOD."
"No. No. You were brought into the hospital last night because of a car accident. You were in a taxi that had a small collision. You were definitely not in a coma for the past three years. You just had a small concussion and you can't remember a small part of your memory because of it. In most cases, it's temporary because of the shock of the accident but we will still run a few tests to ensure nothing is wrong."
"Wait.. wait. This doesn't make sense. Can you just please call my boyfriend inside? I need to talk to him."
"I—I am not sure who your boyfriend is, Mr Teepakorn. But there is only your personal assistant waiting outside the door. We called him because he was your emergency contact."
"WHAT? I have a personal assitant??? ME??"
"Umm. Yes." The doctor picked up a packed from the table on the side and handed over to me. "These are your personal belongings that we found on your Mr Teepakorn. May be they can help jog your memory? In the mean while, I'll order another round of MRI scans for you."
The doctor was going on and on about some medical stuff but I couldn't hear him at all. All of my attention was on the packet that he had just handed me. There was a Rolex watch inside which probably costed more than my parent's house and I wouldn't even believe it was mine if I didn't see my name engraved at the back of it. There was a Rolex watch in my hand with my name on it. This couldn't be true. May be I hit my head and I am in some kind of weird dream where all my dreams actually came true.
Okay Tine, let's think about it in a more rational sense. Is this really a dream? I have watched Inception, I can figure this out.
First, I pinched myself and it definitely hurt. That's when I looked at my phone, which was definitely not my old secondhand iPhone 5. It looked bigger, better, and shinier. There was a number lock on it, but I could still open the camera.
When I looked at myself in the camera, it felt like my best dream had just turned into my worst nightmare. I did not look like the same 22 year old in college — I looked older, more mature, like the weight of the world was on my shoulders.
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
"Can I please get today's newspaper?" I asked the nurse. The newspaper looked normal but it had news that I didn't understand. There was a new Prime Minister in the country, new judges on the Supreme Court, some climate change agreements, and a bridge accident verdict that I had never heard before. If this was still a dream, it wouldn't have so many details in it.
I opened my wallet next. It had a Louis Vuitton logo on it, which didn't seem fake, considering the Rolex watch. There was easily a couple of grand in cash inside the wallet — more money than I had ever spent in a whole year, a few credit cards, a really tacky diamond ring, and a business card with my name on it.
Tine Teepakorn
Junior Partner
Limpatiyakorn and Associates
"Who the hell are you, Tine Teepakorn?"
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Just for clarification: The part with Sarawat is 2017; and the part with the doctor is 2020.
Tine has partial amnesia. He cant remember the last three years of his life. The last thing he remembers is being out with Sarawat in college — and then he wakes up in the hospital
A/N: This story has been on my mind for months, but I kept under wraps because I wanted to finish all my ongoing stories. But yesterday, I dreamt about this and I decided it was time to write it down. I AM VERY, VERY EXCITED for this one because its the first suspense/mystery genre for me. And obviously, that means too many cliffhangers.
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE OVERALL STORY PLOT?
The updates will be a bit irregular until I finished Bedshare Agreement. Honestly, I am starting it early because I am hoping writing this would make it easier for me to finish Bedshare Agreement. I am way too attached to that story.