The Dim Sum Stories

3rd Week At School - Sports Week FTW!!!

By steambunz - Saturday, January 24, 2009

0 Comments

Can I Help You? [Chapter 5]

By steambunz - Sunday, January 18, 2009

As Andrew stood outside the store, waiting patiently. He took a glimpse at his watch. 7.30pm it read.

"Any minute now," he said softly.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His grip tightened on the bouquet of flowers.

This is it! This is the moment I've been waiting for and there will be no mistakes!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After that incident that day, surprisingly, I begin to visit the store more quite often. Every time I see her smiling at me, it takes all my other feelings away. I wonder if that was the reason that I keep visiting that shop.

And each and every day, she's becoming more and more beautiful. No doubt, I saw some guys flirting with her at the counter after work, but a few minutes later I saw them scramming out from the store rubbing their butt. Oh, well.

I would find excuses for visiting the store. From buying coffee to buying magazines or even topping up my phone. We didn't talk much. Just a 'hi-bye' and 'how you're doing' conversation.

It slowly became a very daily routine for me. She would always prepare coffee even before I entered the store. She would give me free unwanted old magazines. But, somehow, I have a feeling of regrets after leaving the store.

Was it the boredom of the same routine everyday? That can't be it, I enjoy visiting her every single day.

Then, what was it that I wanted?

After a few days later, my questions were answered.

Cecelia begin to have regular night shifts into the wee hours of the morning. She would always wait outside alone in the dark streets for her boyfriend to pick her up. What a boyfriend he is!! Always coming late to pick her. Pathetic man he is!! Of course, I couldn't just let her wait outside like that alone in the dark. Accidents may happen. I would stay back at the office till her shift is almost over then I would go and watch out for her at the corner as she waits for her useless boyfriend to pick her up. This too, have become a regular habit. Even the beggar on the side road laughed at me, saying that I was stalking her.

One night, while I was watching her, a mysterious dark figure approaches her. She doesn't seem happy at all and by the look of her face, I sense danger. The figure grabbed her left arm before she could run and she started to struggle to set her left arm free.

I immediately took action and ran like the speed of light towards the figure and knock him down. We both fell hard onto the grey pavement as we both struggle to get up. I bash the mysterious figure in the stomach before he could get up and he fell down again, moaning in pain.

"Leave her alone you pervert moron," I said, out of breath.

The dark figure immediately got up and ran and disappear into the darkness of the streets.

I felt so relieved but yet heroic for the brave thing I did. I turned around and expected a gratitude from Cecelia. But I was so wrong.

In return, I saw her, knelt down on the floor, her eyes were now flooded with tears. She stares at me with her innocent eyes. A feeling of fear and loneliness. Seeing her in that state sent a million spears right straight into my heart. This painful feeling which it's so hard to describe about this overwhelming pain.

She begin to cry uncontrollably and all I could do was stand there, looking at her hopelessly. I felt loneliness and a feeling of sadness for the very first time. A feeling of pain.

Her cries were slowly beginning to turn into soft little sobs as she tries to wipe away her tears with her palm. I slowly squat down beside her and gave a small pat on her head.

"Don't cry, I will always be right here watching over you...," I said tenderly.

She turn and look at me.

"I promise,"I continued the sentences.

She suddenly burst out crying again. I stare at her, speechless.

What did I do wrong? I thought to myself.

Out of nowhere, she sprang towards me, her arms widely spread, hugging me as I felled backwards.

After she calmed down, I build up the guts to ask her out. She nodded with a smile on her face.
And to me, that's all it matters.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The door suddenly fling open as Cecelia stepped out from the store, her handbag in hand.
She scanned the surroundings before spotting a well dressed man standing with a buquet of flowers. Cecelia gave him a smile.

"Waited very long,"she asked.

Andrew smiled at her and said...

"I was waiting for you all along my dear."

[To Be Continue]

0 Comments

Dodo Bird Larh

By steambunz - Sunday, January 18, 2009

0 Comments

Good News

By steambunz - Saturday, January 17, 2009

0 Comments

2nd Week At School - I know you won't read it =D

By steambunz - Saturday, January 17, 2009

0 Comments

Tagged By Eddie 5th Time - And Still Counting x]

By steambunz - Saturday, January 17, 2009

0 Comments

Pretending

By steambunz - Sunday, January 11, 2009

0 Comments

A Very Long Post - First Week At School

By steambunz - Friday, January 09, 2009

0 Comments

Can I Help You? [Chapter 4]

By steambunz - Sunday, January 04, 2009

Cecelia got back in the car as she slowly lost sight of him. She took a deep breath and look out from the window as hey drove pass the other closed shop lots.

"Aren't you going to ask me something?"

A deep voice spoke.

"Nah, why should I? You're always not on time," Cecelia said calmly while continuing to look out at the window.

"Pfft," the driver scoffed and continued,"who was that man you were talking to earlier?"

"Non of your business." Cecelia cut in while putting onto her earphones and listening to her Walkman in full blast.

"I am your brother, of course it's my business to know."

Too late. Cecelia was humming away, ignoring his brother. He looked at his rear mirror and gave that annoying look on his face.

The car came to a halt in front of the big entrance gate as it slowly begins to open for the car to drive in. Cecelia was the first one to hop out from the car and rush in to the bungalow house without looking back.

An elderly man in pyjamas appeared at the entrance door, rubbing his eyes.

"Oh, Nigel. What keeps you awake at this time of hour?"

"Oh, nothing Second Master. Just a small commotion when Young Master was stomping all the way up the stairs to her room. Purposely, I suppose," the butler yawned.

He shook his head and yawns.

"Oh, Second Master, Master wants to see you first thing in the morning."

"Well, Nigel, let's talk about it first thing in the morning shall we. I'm busted."

"I think I change my mind, shall we have this talk right now," a deep, toned voice cut in.

There, at the entrance door, stood a descent young man in his 40's, leaning against the door frames.

"Oh, hi father..."

"Come in to my office," he cuts in before his son could finish what he was saying.

Upon reaching the office, his father was sitting at the edge of his table desk, holding a glass, filled with red wine.

"Take a seat, son."

"Dad, it's in the wee hours of the morning. I need some rest."

"I guess you suggested to stand, perhaps. Never mind, I'll make this a quick session," he stood up and placed the wine glass on the table.

"You didn't carry out your job well today as Cecelia's protector brother. You were suppose to fetch her as soon as she finishes her night shift, but where the hell were you,"he roared.

"I was busy dad, I can't leave the office until I finish my project!"

"You know what will happen to her do you? What will happen if it did happen to her? Talking to strangers like that..."

"C'mon dad, he was just a stranger. They have nothing in common!!"

A sudden glare rose up to the elderly father face. A glare which kills!

"Are you telling me, Cecelia talked to a stranger," he growled, banging the table.

"Argh! Dad, please don't start this again. Cecelia have already talked to...who-knows-how-many customers during her job. He's just a stranger. They don't know each other. And can I go and get some sleep now?"

The elderly father looked at the time on his fancy digital watch, which read 4.30am.

"Very well, we shall continue this tomorrow then."

"Oh gawd,"he groans.

"Son, whatever you do, Cecelia musn't get too close to anyone..."

"Yes, dad! You told me that a million times. You should get some sleep dad. It's late."

He walked out from the room.

Sigh. What am I suppose to do as a worthless father.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Cecelia layed on her bed in her pyjamas. Humming.

She was still thinking of the man she met earlier.

I wonder who was that man. She thought to herself. No one has ever make me feel this happy before.

She got up and stood in front of the mirror, combing her long hair. She pauses and smiles at the mirror.

I wonder if I could see him again.

[To Be Continue]

0 Comments

Goodbye Maple Story T___T

By steambunz - Friday, January 02, 2009

0 Comments

3rd Week At School - Sports Week FTW!!!

Can I Help You? [Chapter 5]

Dodo Bird Larh

Good News

2nd Week At School - I know you won't read it =D

Tagged By Eddie 5th Time - And Still Counting x]

Pretending

A Very Long Post - First Week At School

Can I Help You? [Chapter 4]

Goodbye Maple Story T___T

About The Author

Most Recent Stories

Popular Stories

Categories

Stories From The Past

Follow on instagram