| Fan Fiction |
by Ida101
“From tomorrow on, you’re going to work,” Frankie demanded.
“Why? It wasn’t even my fault,” Raymond felt it was a bit unreasonable that Frankie was making him work when it wasn’t even his fault.
“It’s because your always just hanging around clubs and not doing anything productive, that’s why it has led to this situation to occur,” Frankie said firmly.
“That has nothing to do with anything,” Raymond raised his voice, “I was framed. I’m not going to work.”
Moses and Ron looked at each other, In their eyes, Frankie had always been the best older brother to Raymond. Both Moses and Ron were suddenly frightened of Frankie’s subtle anger seen in his eyes, although Frankie didn’t raise his voice but they could tell he was very angry with Raymond.
“Fine, don’t work. I’ll just cut all your credit cards and take you cars away then,” Frankie threatened.
Raymond laughed a little, “You won’t do that.”
“You watch me,” Frankie had never been more serious in his life. Without saying another word he jumped in his car and drove off leaving Raymond behind.
Moses put his hand around Raymond’s shoulder, “I think your brother is serious this time.”
“His just all talk, in the next few days everything will be normal,” although that was what Raymond said but he knew Moses was right and that Frankie was being serious.
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*Ma Mansion, 12:38am*
Bosco opened the door and let himself in. He stumbled upstairs tired form a long day. As he reached the top of the steps Steven walked out of the bathroom.
“Yi Gor,” Bosco greeted him and headed back towards his room. He stopped and turned back around, “Did you having anything to do with the drugs at the club today?”
“What do you mean by that?” Steven questioned.
“I was just…”
“Who do you think you are to question me about that? What makes you think it was my fault?” Steven argued trying to hides guilty conscience.
Bosco could sense Steven was trying to hide something, “If you didn’t do anything then why are you being so defensive?”
“You have no right to question or argue with me, if it wasn’t because my father was kind, you probably would have been dead a long time ago,” Steven shot at Bosco.
Bosco had been an orphan since he was small, it was because of Stevens father that he actually was able to live in a home and get education thus he was really grateful.
“That’s enough Steven,” Joe the oldest brother of the Ma family walked out of his room hearing the argument between the two, “Bosco, you’ve had a long day. Go and get some rest.”
“Thanks Dai Gor,” and walked back to his room.
Steven followed Joe into his bedroom, “Why didn’t you let me yell at him some more.”
Joe sat on his bed, “He wouldn’t of asked you if he didn’t suspect you. Plus what you were saying gave it all away. Think before you do things next time.”
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*Westwood Apartment, 5:30am*
Bernice’s alarm rang; she stretched her arms feeling for her alarm to turn it off. She yawned loudly and rolled over gradually opening her eyes, “Ah!!” she screamed as she saw Charmaine with her head only an inch away staring at her.
“Morning,” Charmaine smiled brightly.
Bernice scrunched to the side, “What are you doing in my room?”
Charmaine stood up, “Just thought I’d tell you that I’ve made you breakfast and prepared the clothes that you can wear to work today.”
Bernice twitched her eyebrows and glanced at her wardrobe seeing her clothes hung out on a coat hanger. Coincidentally enough the clothes were matched the way she liked it. She backed a little further from Charmaine, “Thanks.”
Charmaine jumped up, “OK, I’ll serve breakfast now,” and quickly ran out of her room.
Bernice looked at the time and it was 5:30am, she didn’t understand why Charmaine was up so early and not only that she had made breakfast and prepared her clothes. Though a nice gesture but a little scary for Bernice’s liking.
Charmaine was in the kitchen finishing the finally touches to a extravagant breakfast, all the cooking skills she’s learnt were from Bernice herself thus she knew that she would defiantly like it.
Bernice walked out of her room dressed in the clothes Charmaine prepared for her, she peeped into the kitchen and saw Charmaine happily cooking. At this time Myolie had also walked out of her room dressed ready for work.
“What are you looking at?” Myolie asked.
“Shh…” Bernice pulled Myolie’s shirt and pointed at Charmaine.
Myolie looked over at Charmaine cooking, she didn’t find anything special or unusual about her, “What?”
“That chick was in my room early in the morning and not only cooked breakfast but prepared my clothes,” Bernice whispered.
“She’s just being nice,” Myolie stood up right and walked towards the kitchen, “Morning…”
Bernice tried to grab onto her shirt but she was took late. She stood right and followed Myolie.
“Morning aun…” Charmaine quickly rephrased herself, “Myolie, made you breakfast too.”
Myolie sat down and started eating, “Mmm… this taste great, just as good as what Bernice cooks.”
“Really?” Charmaine was thrilled to hear that her cooking was just as good as her mums.
“No way,” Bernice quickly grabbed the fork and took a bite. Although she didn’t want to admit but it did taste exactly the same as how she would of cooked it.
“I checked in the paper yesterday and saw that Grand Hotel is recruiting staff in all departments. I’m planning to send in an application. What do you think Bernice?” Charmaine asked.
Before Bernice could refuse her, Myolie jumped in and answered, “That would great if worked at the hotel. All three of us can go to work together and come home together. It would be so great.”
Bernice couldn’t believe it, she was already scared enough seeing Charmaine at home but not she would have to see her at work too, she didn’t know if she could handle it.
“Why don’t you come to work with us? You can go up to Human Resources and hand in an application,” Myolie suggested as she took a sip of orange juice.
“Ok,” Charmaine jumped up and ran into her room to get changed.
Bernice pulled Myolie’s shirt, “What are you thinking?”
“I’m not thinking of anything,” Myolie kept eating.
Bernice covered her eyes, not believing what Myolie had just offered. Although she wasn’t sure exactly why but she just had a weird vibe towards Charmaine.
Charmaine quickly got changed, the more she thought about it the more excited she got, spending time with her mother at this age was just such an awesome experience. She bent down and shook Jessica a little.
“Grandma, I’m going out now. I’ve made breakfast, its on the table,” Charmaine whispered.
Jessica opened she eyes slightly, she had never been woken up before, “How dare you wake me up. I’m going to get…”
“Yeh, your going to get Cheuk Hei to send me to prison,” by this time Charmaine already knew what Jessica was going to say.
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*Grand Hotel, 9:06am*
Ron walked into the hotel with Moses dawdling behind him half asleep. The only time Moses ever got up so early was if he had to attend important meetings or urgent documents to sign.
“Can’t you just sign it on my behalf,” Moses yawned loudly.
“I’m not the CEO,” Ron hurried Moses along, “You also have a meeting to attend too.”
Moses had his aviator sunglasses on the whole time, not wanting people to see the eye bags under his eyes, he grunted a little and kept walking with his eyes half closed.
Bernice walked out into the lobby in her chef’s uniform looking for Myolie, “Have you seen Myolie?” she asked the front desk.
“She’s on a break,” one of her colleagues answered.
“Thanks,” Bernice headed towards the staff lunchroom.
Moses who was practically walking with his eyes closed accidentally stepped on Bernice, making her trip a little. Moses looked down at Bernice and recognised her from the restaurant, “Ohh… its you. Killed anyone with your food yet?”
Bernice recognised Moses tone of voice that very instance, she didn’t answer him and walked straight back to her restaurant.
Seeing Bernice’s angry face had just fully woken Moses up, he stretched his arms, “Let’s go Ron.”
Hours had pass, Moses, Ron and Kevin were sitting in the CEO’s office. Ron and Kevin were reporting back the major events occurring at the hotel for the past week. Moses who was still wearing his aviator sunglasses, leaned back on his chair, staring at the ceiling not really listening to what they were saying.
“I’ve organised TVB to film but I’ve realised that there may be a clash on the same day,” Kevin took out the schedule and passed it to Ron.
“Can they reschedule?” Ron flipped through a few pages seeing what other days TVB could come to film.
Moses could feel himself drifting into sleep mode but jumped up awake hearing the doors to his office bang open.
Bernice stormed inside holding onto a lunchbox. She walked right up to Moses and held out her lunchbox in front of him.
“Taste it…”
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Thanks for all the support guys... well Bernice is totally freaked out by Charmaine now.. which i would be too... and Frankie butting Raymond off.. but Raymond doenst even think he is that serious...
to answer Helen's ponder about me not liking Steven because he seems to play the bad guy in my stories... well i actually do like Steven... but not to the extent i will cast him as a main guy.. but i like him enough to put him into my story.. asides for the main cast... i usually think about characters then think about who can play that role in my mind.. and i think Steven would do well in bad roles.. but thats just me...
well thanks for reading..