Letting Go Ch.3
By Maia
~ Hong Kong ~
After about a half an hour, Chun Li picked herself up and straightened out
her coat. Taking one last glance at the breathtaking view and walked away…only
known to her that something was left behind. Something that tore her heart into
two…the memory of a love…possibly the only man she could ever love.
A few moments after walking toward the direction of her home, she decided to
take a different, longer route. Glancing at the midnight sky, she raised her
eyebrows.
*…day for changes…*
Wrapping her arms around her body to shield herself from the strong winds,
she turned toward the alleyway on the left.
After greeting the doorman, Chun Li walked towards the elevator.
“Excuse me, Miss.”
She looked up and saw a man in his mid twenties. After giving a curious look,
he spoke again.
“The elevator is out of order right now.”
She smiled. “Oh, thank you. I didn’t notice, there’s usually a sign posted
when that happens.”
He grinned widely. “No problem. If you don’t mind me saying, you are very
beautiful.”
Chun Li blushed heavily. It wasn’t rare that men would try to pick her up,
but never this directly.
“Thank you, but if you’d pardon me, I’ll be heading up the stairs.”
He gave a nod as she turned toward the other direction. Once she was out of
sight, he shifted out of view and tapped lightly on the piece placed hidden in
his ear.
“She’s on her way up.”
Turning the key, Chun Li pushed open the door, as an unnoticed shadow
disappeared. She went to the phone and checked her messages.
-Beep-
“Hey Chun! What’s up girl? I just wanted to tell you that I’ll be in Hong
Kong for a while and thought that we should definitely get together! I haven’t
seen you in a ‘long’ time, and we have plenty to catch up on. Give me a call.
Bye!”
Chun Li smiled. She and Cammy had been best friends since the first day they
met. They got along like sisters would.
-Beep-
…
She stared at the machine and rolled her eyes.
*Another hang up. Why can’t people leave messages?! It’s not ‘that’ hard. *
-“End of messages.” The mechanical voice stated.
She sighed and made a mental note to call Cammy in the morning. Heading into
the bedroom, she stopped in her tracks by a night table with a pile of mail.
Wincing, she picked up the envelope that was sent to her yesterday. A face of
holding back tears, turned into one with one determination. Taking in a deep
breath, the envelope was tossed into a near by trash can. She opened the door
to her room and turned on the lights. Before being able to take one step in, a
strong grip was placed around her hips and over her mouth. A voice hissed into
her right ear.
“Guess who?”