Fan Fiction |
by Mimosa
“Aunt Yung” Jessica nodded…
“Hester, come in, come in!” The housekeeper held the door open wider, and carefully scrutinized the girl. She looked completely lost and confused. Tear stained her pale face…
“I know it’s horrible, Hester dear!” The older woman closed the door and hastily went to obtain a glass of water “Here, sit down and have some water!”
Jessica nodded obediently, and held up the glass. Chill was running up and down her spine. Her eyes dilated a little. It blended perfectly into the overall look of a grieving young lover.
“Aunt Yung… I came to Peng Chau hospital… They didn’t even let me see his face, for a last time” She began to sob.
The woman didn’t say anything. She patted the girl’s back and appeared lost in thought.
“Dear Hester, you know Roger …” The old woman said after a long while “He loves you so much. Why don’t you give him a chance?”
“Don’t mention him!” The girl turned away abruptly “I think he’s behind all these!”
“Hester!” The woman cried in horror. “How dare you say such a thing?”
“Auntie Yung” Jessica wiped her eyes “I think he knows about me and Gallen, and he just take revenge on us!” She cried excitedly “I think that heartless Roger killed Mr. Wong too.”
“Nonsense!” The woman shrieked angrily “Roger would never do such things! He’s a fine boy, always has been and always will be!”
“My brother said the police already have some evidences, Auntie Yung.” Jessica said between sobbing “They will get Roger. It’s only a matter of time.”
“What kind of evidences, Hester?” Jessica couldn’t mistake the urgency and tenseness in the housekeeper’s voice
“I’m not sure, but … but…” The girl held her head low and whimpered “Raymond said Gallen had been shot but he didn’t get killed by that bullet. Somebody came along and … and…” She shook her head vehemently “I can’t believe it, Auntie Yung.”
“Calm down, dear. Calm down and tell me!” The woman spoke impatiently
“Ray said Gallen died because somebody broke his neck.” Jessica managed to say in tears and sobs “Gallen got something in his nails, the police will test it as soon as they move Gallen back here... But they suspect… they think Roger did it! Auntie Yung… How could things get this horrible? Please tell me! Tell me!” She collapsed into harder sob.
The woman tightened her hand around the water glass. She’d come to a decision.
“Hester dear, I think you should go home and rest” The housekeeper got up and said “Don’t you worry! I’ll see into everything, Hester.”
Jessica couldn’t help but shuddered. She could detect something else under the older woman’s affectionate voice. It was something cold and threatening.
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10 minutes later, Julian saw the housekeeper of the Wong family left the house in her large van.
“Ray” Julian spoke clearly into his headset “Subject’s left the house. Are you guys in position? We’ll scan the house quickly for Chan Yip and join you there!”
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(Peng Chau Central Hospital – Quarter 3 – 6:15 p.m.)
Carmen examined the bandages around his waist and chest once more. Her brows knitted worrying.
“It’s okay, Dr. Tong!” He assured her “I won’t have to move much anyway.”
“You know it yourself” She sighed “If you get your spine dislocated again, it will be permanent!”
“Then I would stay under your care for life, Doctor!” He made it sound like a joke, but his eyes bore a longing expression. Subtly, they gazed at her face, her slender nose, her sensuous lips that were slightly curved up… He wished so much that he would touch that angelic face for just one last time.
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(Peng Chau Central Hospital – Cold Room - 7:15 p.m.)
A nurse busily pushed a stretcher along the empty corridor. She had on a rather old, dirty uniform and had surgical gloves on, but nobody was around to pay attention. She stopped the stretcher in front of a storage room and disappeared. She reappeared a minute later, carrying with her three 1-gallon containers full of liquid, which she hastily placed on the lower rack of the stretcher. Pulling the sheet lower to cover everything, she quickly pushed it toward the direction of the cold room.
“Hello Miss.” The elderly security guard suppressed a yawn and pushed the log book toward her. “Another guest today I see” He added unemotionally.
The nurse nodded and signed the book with an unrecognizable signature and received a key from the guard
“Aisle 4, shelf number 46, Miss! That’s the one almost at the end” The guard winked “Do you need my help to move it?” He tilted his head at the body on the stretcher.
“No, thank.” The nurse answered rather hastily, “I’ll manage it!”
The guard pushed and held the door open for her as she maneuvered the stretcher inside.
“Oh Nurse!” The guard called after her “Be careful not to touch that cart in the middle. It’s the rich boy from HK.” He chuckled “The police will come for him soon.”
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“Just perfect!” the nurse thought to herself “Now I don’t have to open the whole 100 drawers to find the boy.”
She pulled the sheet in one smooth move. Then unscrewing a little bottle, she dropped a few drop of liquid onto a cotton gauge and held it against the body’s nose. It twitched, so did the eyes lids.
“Wake up, Chan Yip!” The woman spoke coldly “I brought you to see your son!”
“You!” The man looked around him in bewilderment “Where am I?”
“Where you are supposed to be, Chan Yip!” The woman signed “Don’t blame me! You and everyone else forced me to do all these!”
The man tried to get up, but he found no strength in his limps “What have you done to me? What are you going to do?”
“Oh, nothing much!” The woman let out a short laugh “You don’t feel too comfortable now I know. It’s just the side effect of common anesthetic. Don’t worry, it will go away in another hour!” She smiled smugly “But I’m afraid you won’t feel anything then!”
“What are you trying to do, Martha?” The man repeated in shaky voice.
“Just helping you to finish your little affair, Chan Yip.” She nodded her head and proceeded to move the 1-gallon plastic containers “Let me tell you a wonderful story Chan Yip. A very touching one indeed! See?” She laughed softly “27 years ago you slept with your best friend’s wife and had a son. 27 years later the poor husband found out. What would you do? You silenced him! Yes, that's what you did!” She stopped as she tried to unscrew the big bottles.
“Where are we?” She asked, placing the cap down. The strong smell of concentrated alcohol immediately filled the closed space, “Oh yes. You poisoned the poor Yat Wah with your heart medicine. Everybody know you’re taking them. Then one of Yat Wah’s sons found out. You kidnapped and killed him without knowing he is your son.” She clapped her hands satisfactorily. “When you found out he is your son, what do you do Chan Yip?” She laughed and looked curiously into the man’s eyes. “You felt horrible! You came here to visit him one last time. To say sorry to him!” She sighed dramatically “then you took the rest of your pills, Chan Yip, all of them at once!”
“Martha!” Chan Yip shut his eyes and whispered “Don’t do this! You won’t be able to get away, I’m telling you!”
“No?” She stared at him, then hold her hand up to muffle her laughter “Who said so?”
“They will find out, Martha.”
“Ha ha” Her whole body shook with the muffled laughter, “How could they find out?” She pointed at the cart in the middle of the room “He’s gone, and now you will reunite with him shortly!”
“They will find out about you, about your son… They will find evidences on our bodies. They will see the pattern, Martha.”
“Thank you for your concerns, Chan Yip!” The woman smirked “That’s exactly why I have to bother myself with these ugly, heavy bottles of alcohol.” She picked up one and half poured, half sprinkled the liquid on the stretcher and the miserable man.
“They will find out about your son, Martha!” Chan Yip cried. The alcohol stung his eyes.
“No, Chan Yip! They won’t! By the way, talking about sons, I think there is one more thing you might want to know before you join him.”
The man whimpered, she continued excitedly “This will help you feel better Chan Yip. Are you listening to me?” She shook him and he groaned “Gallen is not your son!" She shrugged "There is no way you would father him!”
“What did you say?” The poor man opened his eyes and stared.
“Look at you, Chan Yip” The woman said sarcastically “You couldn’t even tell which woman you had spent that night with? You deserved to die Chan Yip, a slow horrible death.”
“What do you mean?”
“It was me, Chan Yip!” The woman bit her lips “My cousin had never loved you, you fool! Barbara had never given herself to you the way you think she did.” She said bitterly “You were so drunk that night, and you thought I was her. She’d left an hour before that to go back home with her beloved Yat Wah, Chan Yip!”
“I don’t believe you!” Chan Yip muttered hoarsely
“I don’t have to lie to a dying man, do I?” The corner of her mouth twitched up. “I don’t understand one thing, Chan Yip. What was that in Barbara that made all of you go off your heads for her?”
“She was a wonderful lady, Martha” Chan Yip whispered in tremor.
“Then go down there and tell her!” Martha threw the empty bottle against the wall and grabbed the next one. “I’ll help all of you to fulfill your wishes!”
“You killed her, didn’t you, Martha?” The man suddenly realized "I came to Australia but never found her. The address on her mail was never in existence, wasn’t it?”
“She deserved to die, Chan Yip. She’d had a wonderful life. It wasn’t fair for her to enjoy that all by herself.” Martha clenched her teeth “Yat Wah had responsibility for me and my Roger too!”
“You… you…” Anger choked the man “you cold blood!”
“Stop calling me that!” The woman retorted angrily and painfully “You and Yat Wah deserved that cold-blooded label more than I do.”
“You…”
“Now…” She tossed the second bottle down and picked up the last one “Let’s go say hello to your “son” Gallen, Chan Yip!” She watched the poor old man keenly and pulled away the sheet covering the other cart with one swift theatrical movement.
Tong Chan Yip stared with a ghastly look on his face. It made the smile on the woman’s face froze. She spun around…
… the bottle dropped from her hand.
“Auntie Yung!” the young man slipped down the cart and spoke in tearful voice, “How could you have the heart to kill my parents like that? What have they ever done to you?”
The woman stared at the young man, momentarily speechless and petrified from disbelieve. Then the door creaked open. In a flash, Martha sprang back to the stretcher and snatched the lighter.
“Stand back!” She cried, holding the lighter very close to the alcohol-soaked body of Tong Chan Yip, “Stand back, or I’ll light the fire and he’ll be killed!”
“Hold your fire!” Julian yelled to his men. The alcohol vapor was saturating the room.
“Please, Auntie Yung!” Gallen pleaded through tear “What happened to you? You’ve always been a second mother to us! Why did you have to kill Daddy?”
“Why?” Martha began to laugh “Why? Because he would turn me in! He found out I killed his beloved Barbara, and he said he would turn me in.” Her laughing was filled with bitterness “I’ve devoted all my life to him. But tell me Gallen! Had your father ever considered me his wife?”
“Auntie Yung, he’d taught us to respect you and to listen to you” Gallen bit his quivered lips “And we did! We did, Auntie Yung!”
“Stop calling me that!” Martha cried “I don’t want to be called Auntie. I’m Roger's mother! His mother! You hear me?” Her body shook violently. Gallen leapt up and seized the lighter out of her hands. “No!” She cried and punched him wildly on the chest in the effort to get back the object. He grunted in pain. Her punch had torn his fresh bullet wound and sent him to the floor where the alcohol was still gorging out from the tilted container. His blood dissolved into the solvent and quickly covered the white floor in crimson color.
“No” Carmen yelled and bounced forward. Raymond caught her just in time. There was somebody pushing him roughly from behind.
“Go away, all of you!” The woman yelled, holding the lighter up in front of her with both hands.
“Go ahead!” The newcomer said in a stern cold voice and stepped up to the middle of the room “You go ahead, Auntie Yung!”
“Roger” The woman squealed and trembled hard. Her stare softened.
“You go ahead, Auntie Yung” He drew his gun “And we see if your fire or my gun is faster!”
“Roger,” Gallen looked at his brother alarmingly “You can not shoot at her!”
“Don’t worry!” Roger cast his brother a cold glance. He smirked and put the gun against his own temple, “Now go ahead, Mother!”
“Roger, I’m sorry!” The woman's face twisted. Her lips trembled and turned a deadly white. She slumped down. Gallen caught the lighter deftly as it slipped out of her shaky hand.
Raymond and Julian sprang up.
Roger stood frozen amid the crowd, feeling utmost lost and vacant. In a daze, he turned and walked away.
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The storm has finally passed, everyone. ;) But the damages it's done to my characters remain. Stay tuned... ;) Finale coming up!