Chapter
9
Today, I was worked to my bone; I finished some logistic backend
work and left the store one and a half hour later. Though its
claimable monetary-wise, but nevertheless laborious. Alvin urged me
to leave earlier, but its not my character to leave someone in a
lurch with all the burden of work.
In that sense, all is equal when it comes to official work; both
man and woman.
I came out of the station and decided to steal a quick puff. None
of my immediate family member knew of my smoking habit, but even if
they do, actually, it doesnt really matter. Mum did suspect, but I
merely dismissed it as friends cigarette smoke tainting the smell
of my clothes. The gist of my tales is always about others and my
naïve mum always buys my story, no matter how bizarre.
POW!
I was flailed by a wicked force, lost my balance and sending me
directly to the floor, chin first. A deep abrasion lined my chin
and streaks of bright red blood painted my palm when I touched the
wounds.
A maddening rage saturated my mind as I was determined to see who
the assailants were. Before I could turned my head around, I felt a
kick blow towards my right, followed by several other kicking and
stomping in similar fashion. I rolled about in a defensive stance
and amid of being battered by a group of approximately six girls, I
caught a familiar face among the aggressors.
FUCK YOU CHANEL!
Sia lan eh, le zhe bai si liao
wa ka li gong
CCB. (Bitch, you are dead shit now.
Fuck.)
I saw Chanel raising a hand signal and the kicking ceased. Before I
could recover, Chanel lunged forward and reached for my tresses,
yanking it up with all her might. An unspeakable pain coursed
through my body as I screamed in utmost pain and her other
unfettered hand went across my face in one tight slap. As if
possessed by a crazed demon, I threw myself towards her and brought
her down together with me. The falling impact, with me above her,
literally crushed her breasts and stomach as her eyes widened with
the unanticipated sudden throe of pain. I took the opportunity and
grabbed two generous handful of her hair and pulled in two separate
directions.
Chanel let out a pitch-breaking yelp, mixed with some Hokkien
profanities.
Then I felt many pairs of hands on my back, desperately trying to
pull me away from Chanel. In midst of that chaotic confrontation, I
instinctively executed a deadly elbow-blow to this petite girl on
my right and the blow hit squarely into her chest. Then she backed
to the nearest wall, with her hands holding tightly to her chest
and a face full of agony.
One plus sized girl sunk her fingernails into the skin of my right
arm and drew southwards. I tried to fend her off, but her other
three friends kept raining blows on me and I had to use my other
hand to parry their attacks. Blood was all over my body and as far
as I know, those were my own blood.
Chanel got up furiously and launched a foot into my stomach and I
literally sprawled to the same wall as petite girl. Then
conveniently, petite girl tried to pull my hair, only to be met by
my fist smashing into her face. Drops of blood spurted disgusting
and I could see her crying as she was completely disabled by
me.
As if enraged by my reprisal, the remainders regrouped and
assaulted me once again. This time, their hits became more frenzied
and I couldnt retaliate anymore as I was engulfed by the pain of
my injuries, helplessly fend off their attacks. Their beating
persisted relentlessly and the ordeal seemed like eternity. I
almost felt that I could just die instantaneously and today could
be the day I meet my maker.
OEI!!!!!!!
It was a familiar voice and the next thing I know, I saw Rick,
fighting his way to where I was. I could see from the corner of my
injured eyes that he was trying to push the girls away and getting
hit by a couple of them as a result.
Eh siao lian eh, zarbo sio pa,
le chap simi? (Hey kid, girls fighting here, whats your
problem?)
Then it dawned on me that there were actually two guys keeping
watch. Due to Ricks timely intervention, the girls stopped their
beatings. Peering through my partially covered eyes with blood and
sweat, I had the insane urge to hug Rick and cry in his
embrace.
But it doesnt seem to be over yet.
Rick stood in front of me, with his protective arms
outstretched.
You guys are fucking lawless!
Siao eh, wa ka le ho seh, le ka
wa Fuuck simi law
wa xiong le si beh tio liao lor
(Hey
kid, I talk to you nicely and you fucked me back. I think you need
to be taught a lesson).
The bald guy who responded to Rick is heavily tattooed, probably
signified the street gang hes from. He towered at an approximate
height of 180cm tall and had massive built. He cracked his knuckles
and flexed his neck menacingly as he inched maliciously towards
Rick, like a tiger advancing towards a wolf.
Theres no way Rick could take him on without certain death.
Inside me of me, I prayed for divine assistance.
Rick stood his ground.
(To be continued...)
