Fan Fiction |
by Carmen Yip
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Sandy was carrying on with her narrating job…
TIM: Sandy, can you tell me how… how did Helen…
SANDY: Die? I could never forget that! Every single one of us wouldn’t be able to forget that! That scar on your back, do you see?
TIM: My back?
KEUNG: (helped him lifted his shirt up) Behind! See that 20cm long scar there?
TIM: (turning his head) Yeah, how come?
KEUNG: Fok Geng Leung sent some men to attempt your life, luckily Auntie arrived in the nick of time!
TIM: Auntie saved me?
SANDY: But don’t be too happy, she wouldn’t like to see you too! That was her only daughter, and you destroyed her, what do you expect?
TIM: What happened… what happened to Helen exactly?
SANDY: Do you still remember what you did last year, on this particular date?
TIM: (shaking his head) 1998… I was in the Philippines?
SANDY: Yes! You wanted to take revenge for Ivy! You hired some killers to get rid of Jason!
TIM: (feeling uneasy) And?
SANDY: And you made use of Helen to bring the money over, lying that it was to save your own skin! In the end, she went to see the men alone, and…
TIM: Arghhh!
Tim suddenly felt sharp moments of pain in his head, where out of no where certain memories flash through his head…
*FLASHBACKS*
TIM: (tied up in a chair) Helen!
HELEN: (rushing to his side) Tim! Are you alright? (touching his face) Gosh! They have beaten you up so badly! I must call Uncle and tell them to do something about it!
TIM: No! It’s no use! The money! Where’s the money?
HELEN: It’s here! Tim, don’t care about the money, we must get you out of here first!
TIM: What time is it?
HELEN: It’s one plus, why do you ask?
TIM: The money, the money! They need to have it by two!
HELEN: Can’t they let you go first?
TIM: No, you don’t understand, we have an agreement!
HELEN: Where should I hand the money?
TIM: No, Helen! Actually, I wouldn’t want you to do this! All this while, you’ve been the most innocent one, I wouldn’t want to see you get hurt!
HELEN: (cries) Tim!
TIM: Helen, you better go now!
MAN: Lawyer Fok, are you done with interrogating him?
HELEN: (wipes her tears hastily) Mr. Yip (Howard Yip) requests that you all stop mistreating him like that!
MAN: Oh… is that so? Let me give him a call and ask him that!
HELEN: (panicky) I need to go now!
MAN: (opens the door) This way out!
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[outside hotel]
HELEN: Hello?
[TIM: It’s me, I’ll give you the address, and you’ll send the money there!]
HELEN: Okie!
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On the other hand, Tim knocked out one of the police and ran out of the room, rushing like an escaped convict. Some men were after a particular man in shades, and there gunshots were heard all over the place. Tim made use of the situation and escaped through another door…
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Meanwhile, Helen arrived at the place where Tim’s given address had led her to. She was more than afraid to be faced with such a situation with a bunch of rowdy guys among the tall grasses.
MEN: Hey, what’s up?
HELEN: (stepping towards him) Mr. Yip sent me here!
MAN: Where’s the money?
HELEN: (handing them) Here!
MAN: (checking and receiving) Ok, good!
HELEN: Now you have received the money, I supposed you will do what Mr. Yip told you?
MAN: Sure! We get paid to do jobs!
With a hand signal, Jason Yip was brought out from a distance. Helen was shocked to see him, but there was not sufficient time to even make a response, as the men had brutally shot him to death, right before her eyes! She covered her mouth in fright and distress.
Not a minute later, the sounding of police siren was zooming into the area. Helen was caught by surprise, no lesser than the whole gang of men.
MAN: (furious) You called the police?
HELEN: (shakes her head) No I didn’t!
MAN: (shouted) Go to hell!
Swift like lightning, the man shot her in the stomach and the whole gang ran off. She fell down immediately.
As she clutched onto her wound, the physical pain was soon replaced by the emotional disappointment she had just got. Her ears were now numbed to the surrounding, to any incoming noises, as the police came into the scene.
She shuts and opens her eyes intermittently out of pain. Just as she was fainting away, a strong and warm arm caught her.
TIM: (shouted) Helen! What… what happened to you!
HELEN: Tim… (smiles vaguely) You’re here… I… I have…
TIM: Helen, hang on! You’ll be okay, I’ll get you to the hospital now!
HELEN: No! No, it’s too late, I know it…
TIM: No, it’s not!
HELEN: No, it is!
TIM: Helen, you can’t give up! Let me…
HELEN: Tim! Can you just promise me one thing?
TIM: I can’t, you’ve got to recover and do it yourself!
HELEN: No, I can’t hang on anymore… please!
TIM: What… what do you want to say?
HELEN: Take care of Flora for me! Tell her I’m sorry I can’t celebrate her 3rd birthday with her next week…
TIM: No! You must do it yourself, Helen! You can do it!
HELEN: (crying) Do you… do you still doubt that Flora isn’t your daughter? You can… you can have a DNA test conducted and…
TIM: (realizing and recalls of 'Tim') No! It’s all my fault! Helen, get up, promise me, we’ll take care of little Flora together, huh!
HELEN: You promise me, please… it’s so cold…
TIM: (tried to carry her up) I’ll bring you…
HELEN: (using her last strength to shout out) No, please… actually, I feel contented to see you before I…
TIM: (crying) No, Helen!
HELEN: (struggling) Tim, I… I never regretted loving you… it’s… it’s the truth, I just hate myself for being so useless…
TIM: No, you’re not, Helen!
HELEN: Can you… can you just tell me one more time… you love me?
TIM: (hugging her tightly in his arms) Helen, I love you!
HELEN: (smiles faintly) I love you too!
His hand soon lost gripped of hers as they slip down his, in a cruel motion. Only till this moment had he regretted his foolish, meaningless and irresponsible actions to so-call avenge his two best friends. What did he get in return? The unbearable loss of a beloved one who could never return to him!
*END OF FLASHBACKS*
TIM: (feebly) Keung, Keung… I remembered that…
Without saying further, he passed out before them…
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PS: A change of direction next chp, I guess... [not back to the past again though]
13/11/2004 ... 0301hrs