| Fan Fiction |
by Vivien
Twisting and turning, he ventured to free himself from this horrifying nightmare. At last, his eyes popped open and he shot up into a sitting position. Examining the peaceful environment, he realized that he was in his room. A nightmare was all it was. Pulling himself out of the covers, he felt a cold breeze sweep through his toes. Kicking on his pink fluffy slippers, he left his peaceful room to the loud living room where his friend should be.
No one was in the living room. His attention immediately turned to the fidgeting from the door. Holding his breath, he wiped the sweat from his forehead. Was his nightmare going to happen in reality? Or was this only another part of his dream? He watched as the door flung open and there stood his friend and girlfriend.
“Are you alright?” Selena’s voice echoed the room. She stepped in front of him to grab a hold of his hand. Looking up at him, she found his stare avoiding hers.
Giving her a quick hug, “I’m fine. Could you get me a cup of water?” She nodded before pouring him a cup of hot water from the kettle.
Sammul guided Benny to sit down on the couch, “What’s with all the screaming?” Benny took the cup of water from Selena. Feeling a little awkward, he saw the word concern written all over their faces. “Are you having those nightmares again?” Sammul took a guess.
“What nightmares?” Selena was worrying more than ever. Benny eyed his friend to stop there as he didn’t want Selena to worry over him.
Being the good friend he was, Sammul ignored Benny and continued to tell Selena, “He’s been having all these weird nightmares lately. I wonder if it’s supposed to imply something.”
“Imply something? Imply what?” Selena was getting rather confused. This guy seemed way too superstitious for her liking.
“Hey, how about we go grab a drink down at the café?” Benny suggested, trying to ease the awkwardness in the room. “How about it?” he looked at the two for an answer. Seeing them nod, “Alright, let’s go!”
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The café was quieter than usual. The customers seemed a little depressed for there was little to no chattering going on. Perhaps it was the rain. Every time it rained, the mood in the atmosphere sank. It was grey and cloudy outside. The chirping of the birds weren’t around. Only the sound of rain splashing on the roads and the cars that passed by was heard.
Tavia looked down at her watch and frowned, she was definitely going to be late for work. Ron laughed at her, she was such a worrywart. “Tavia, calm down,” he told her, “It’s your day off. You’re only going back on your personal time to check up on the patients. No one is going to blame you if you show up a little late or don’t show up at all.”
“You’re such bad influence,” she argued, “Being late is being late. There are no excuses. Even though I set the time myself, I want to run on schedule.” Ron rolled his eyes and shook his head at her. “You know I’m right, don’t you?” she smiled proudly to herself.
“Alright, fine, you’re right,” Ron teased, “I’ll see you around then. Don’t get sick in the rain.”
An oval was formed by her lips, “Are you telling me to leave?” She pretended to be disappointed by his answer.
“Hey look!” Ron exclaimed, pointing over her shoulders.
“Stop changing the topic,” she had a feeling he was trying to prank her again, “What? I made you look?”
“No, look!” Ron repeated. Tavia smiled and shook her head, refusing to look where he had his finger pointed. Feeling defeated, Ron grabbed her head with both hands and turned it around.
“Ouch! My neck! My neck!” Tavia squealed, “Selena?”
“I told you to look,” Ron said. Slapping his arms lightly, Tavia finally got him to release her head. She didn’t want to look like a fool in front of these two gentlemen.
“Tavia? Aren’t you supposed to be at the hospital right now?” Selena approached the couple.
“Yeah, but it’s raining,” Tavia replied, “These two are?”
“Oh,” Selena had almost forgotten to introduce them, “This is my boyfriend, Benny. This is his friend, Sammul. And this is my best friend, Tavia and her boyfriend, Ron.”
The three, each found themselves a seat and ordered their drinks. “So you were in a hurry to go visit your boyfriend?” Tavia asked.
“Yeah,” Ron added, “What took you so long? It’s been hours since you left.”
Selena turned to give Sammul a death glare, “That’s why.” Ron had no idea what she was talking about but decided to nod anyways. “Oh Benny,” something flashed Selena’s mind, “Why don’t you tell Tavia about your nightmares? She’s a psychiatrist. I’m sure she can do you some help.”
Tavia looked at Selena and then turned towards Benny, welcoming him to tell her his problems. “Well,” Benny decided to let loose of his problems, “I’ve been having these weird nightmares for the past few months. They’re like small snippets from a movie or something.” He paused when he felt four pairs of eyes gazed upon him. Tavia nodded for him to continue. “I’m always in the dream for one thing,” he continued, “And my grandmother keeps telling me that my father is dead or cursed or something. Then my father tries to kill me! It’s bizarre.”
“Don’t you only dream about things that you’ve seen before?” Selena couldn’t help but to question.
“Yeah,” Sammul added as he was interested in this topic as well, “And when you die in your dreams, don’t you die in reality as well?”
Tavia smiled at the unknowledged crowd before explaining herself, “First of all, dreams are really complex. Up to date, it is still not fully understood how dreams enter our sleep. Although we dream every night, only some dreams are recalled. That is another question that has yet to be answered. As for dying in your dreams, that cannot be proven scientifically. It’s impossible to prove that one has died because they dreamt that they died. There is a theory though. Researchers say that when you dream about dying, it’s usually of you falling down a building or a cliff. That causes your heart rate to increase, that’s why you wake up before you hit the bottom. If you do hit the bottom however, the physical impact is so big that your body might not be able to cope with it. So did you die because of the dream or because of physiological issues? No one has given an answer to that.”
While Tavia was explaining to the crowd about dreams, a man sitting with his back facing them had been eavesdropping on their conversation. Wayne knew that it would be a good idea to come back to the café after taking Raymond and Leila home. Turning around, he counted the number of people. “One, two, three, four, five,” he repeated it again to be certain, “One, two, three, four, five!” He almost jumped up in excitement for he had found the five souls to save the world from its death.
Out of the blue, they noticed that a man had pulled up a chair to join them. “Hello,” he greeted, “My name is Wayne. So you’ve been having this weird dream about your father? Would it be true if I said that your father is already dead?” Wayne turned his focus to Benny.
“Wait a minute,” Ron interrupted, “Who are you? And why were you eavesdropping on our conversation? You want me to call the cops?” Tavia looked at him with nothing to say, Ron understood her and kept his mouth shut.
“Call the cops?” Wayne repeated after Ron, “That’s not necessary. Do you know who I am? My name is Wayne Lai and I need your help. And you have no choice but to help me.”
“What on earth are you talking about?” Selena was in no mood to deal with this strange being.
“Hey look,” Ron pointed out the window, “The sun’s out, let me give you a ride to the hospital.” Ron couldn’t be bothered to say his goodbyes before dragging Tavia out of the café.
“Let’s go Benny,” Selena tugged on his sleeves. When Benny was about to leave, he felt a strong pair of arms sit him back down.
“Well uh, you guys have fun!” Sammul stated before dashing out the door.
“Wait for me!” Selena chased after him, leaving her boyfriend behind.
“Wait, uh ... huh,” Benny stuttered before turning around to see what this man had in mind. “So, what do you want from me? Why don’t you find someone else to help you uh ... save the world or whatever.” Benny attempted to leave but was once again stopped.
“Tell me,” Wayne started, “Did your grandmother ask you if you believed in spirits? How did you answer her?”
Benny was shocked, how did this man know what his grandmother said to him in his dream? And how did he know that his father was indeed dead? “Okay that’s it,” Benny firmly stated, “Who are you and what do you want? I’ve had enough of this guessing game.”
“So do you believe in spirits?” he asked again, “What if I told you that they do exist?”
“What? Are you a vampire now?” Benny was trying his best not to explode at this man who probably had mental problems.
“Hold on a sec,” Wayne said before dashing off into the washroom. Benny didn’t have to wait long before Wayne had returned to his seat politely. “So what were we talking about?” Wayne pretended that he had forgotten.
“We’re talking about how you’re a vampire,” Benny said dramatically. Wayne opened his mouth to reveal his fangs. “W-what was that?” Benny stuttered, “You’re really a vampire? I ... I’ve got to go. See you around.”
“I told you I need your help,” Wayne insisted, “How can I find you?”
“Here’s my number,” Benny scribbled down a few numbers on the napkin before running as fast as his legs could take him. Outside the café, Benny immediately slowed down to a walk. He smiled to himself and thought, vampire? Who are you kidding?
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Wayne was whistling as he closed the door behind him. He tossed his keys up and caught it before it fell, “You couldn’t believe it,” Wayne said to his two siblings.
“Give it to me,” Leila jumped up and down, trying to grab the controller out of Raymond’s hand.
“Just let me watch this first,” Raymond said, “You always hog the TV!”
Wayne sat down on the couch. When they finally realized that he was there, they sat down politely and handed the controller to him. “I’ve found the five people we’re looking for. I told you two to be patient at the café,” he explained to them.
“Are you sure it’s them?” Raymond asked, curious as to whether his brother had actually found the people who they’ve been looking for these past years.
“He was having the same dream that I was told,” Wayne’s tone became serious, “Now I just have to get the others to believe me.”
“How did you get one to believe you?” Leila asked, “If I was told that the world is going to end and someone needed my help in saving it, I would’ve thought you were mentally retarded.”
Wayne glared at her to shut up, “I showed him my vampire fangs.” Wayne stuck his fingers into his mouth to take off his fake teeth.
“Are you sure he believes you?” Leila was still not convinced that he had found them.
“So where are they now?” Raymond asked, feeling the same way as Leila.
“They left,” Wayne told them directly.
“Then how are you going to find them?” Leila and Raymond said in unison before sighing at their older brother’s mistake.
“I’ve got his number,” Wayne pulled out the napkin on which the phone number was scribbled, “Let me try calling it.” Taking the phone from the table, he carefully dialled the number. A voice on the other line greeted him. “Hello?” Wayne started but was immediately interrupted. His face turned pale.
“What’s wrong?” Leila asked, grabbing the phone from him and placing it over her ears. Immediately after hearing the message, Leila bursted out into laughters.
“What’s up?” Raymond was curious. He tried to grab the phone from Leila but she had already hung up.
“The rejection line!” Leila stated.
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Copyright by Vivien. June 30, 2009.
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Author’s Note:
I’ve finally finished chapter 2! This chapter didn’t have much to it and it was kind of weird, wasn’t it? Well, they all had to meet somehow. More character and relationship development in the next few chapters before we get to the core of the story. Hope you enjoyed reading this chapter. Comments are welcomed and appreciated!