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or "The Truth About Charlie," Universal Pictures does.
Charade: The Truth About Dad
Chapter 5: Trust
Jonathan brought me to the new Italian restaurant that just opened. I knew it was going to be a formal place because I could not pronounce the name. So I wore my white Chinese dress with red and blue flowers on it and slits on each side that stopped just in the right place. I had my hair in an up do with Chinese hair sticks that matched my dress. I'm looking pretty good if I do say so myself. I looked over at Jonathan. He had on a slick black suit, Armani I think, with nice loafers. Of course, his hair was in that 'I've been struck by lightening twice' do. But he looked SO good it didn't matter.
He leaned over, put his lips to my ear and whispered ever so softly "Xiao, you look absolutely amazing tonight." Then he kissed it.
It felt so good, I wanted to say 'keep talking' but all that came out was "Thank you Jonathan, you don't look so bad yourself."
He remained next to me and asked, "Am I still allowed to kiss you."
"Why don't try and find out?" With that, he turned my head to his and he kissed me. It went on until the waiter arrived.
"Ahem. Excuse me, but may I take your order." I felt my face get hot. I noticed that I never embarrassed myself in public until I met Jonathan. We gave him our orders and we were alone again.
"Well, back to business. When do I get to meet Patrice and Chase?"
"Actually, they've invited you out this Friday night."
"How do I know I can trust them?"
"I really don't know, Xiao. But I do know you don't exactly have a choice now." Where have I heard that one before?
"Guess I don't."
"But you know you can trust me, right?" Was he serious?
"Jonathan, I'd like to, but after the 'You can trust me' speech and then your hidden identity, and then to find out you're working with the very people that are supposedly after to me. I find it a bit hard to do that now."
He looked disappointed, but he brought it upon himself. "Alright, I can't argue with that. Uhm, Xiao if you don't mind me asking, where are you getting all of your information?"
"I'm sorry Jonathan, I promised. I can't tell you."
"I know you don't trust me, but it's alright to tell me."
"I don't break promises."
"I understand."
* * *
Friday night came and I finally met Chase and Patrice. Our first meeting wasn't as eventful as I thought it would be. They introduced themselves like normal people, and Mr. Conroy even apologized for the phone call he made. We all had an intelligent conversation, and we didn't even bring up the money. Maybe Jonathan was right, nobody had to get hurt. They just wanted what they worked for. Stealing counts as work, right?
Chase was about 6 feet tall, medium built, and very tan. He had blondish hair with a military style cut and depression lines in his face. He looked like an angry man who had been through a lot in his life. His face also looked like he was once handsome, but the stress took a toll on him.
Patrice on the other hand was around 5'8", muscular yet femininely built, brown skinned with a Halle Berry sort of hairstyle. She had a round face, and very definitive features. She wasn't the most beautiful woman in the world, but she was pretty.
They took Jonathan and me out to an organized dance club. I'm not sure what it's called, but it's dance where you swing your partner to the next person. Of course Jonathan was my starting partner.
"You know, I really like Mr. Conroy and Ms. Walker. They're good people."
"Yeah, I guess they are" Then it was time to be swung to the next person. And for me, it was Patrice.
"Listen, Xiaoyu. I really like you, I do. Watch out for Williams, he's dangerous." I was about to reply, but then it was time to be swung once again.
"Mr. Conroy, you're quit the dancer."
"Call me Chase, Xiaoyu, Chase."
"Oh Chase. Well, do you know why Patrice keeps on telling me to watch out for Jonathan?" And before he could answer, I was swung back to Patrice.
"Watch out Xiaoyu." This was really getting to me. "You'll regret the day you met him."
"Excuse me." It was Jonathan taking me back as his partner.
"I think we should be leaving now, I need to get home. I promised Miharu I'd call her an hour ago, she'll be worried."
"Ok, let me get the other two and we'll leave."
* * *
The four of us were walking down the street. Obviously Jonathan didn't associate much with Patrice and Conroy. Patrice and Chase were engaged in conversation to my right and I had my left armed entwined with Jonathan's right. We were on our way to the hotel that Patrice and Chase were staying in. I've never been to this side of Tokyo before, it was quite pretty at nighttime. I looked to the street and I saw a young child retrieving a toy he had dropped. Then I saw a car coming, so I ran into the street and pushed him out of the way. So now I was in the way of the car, but I felt somebody push me out of the way. It was Patrice.
"PATRICE, move out of the way! The car is coming!" But she wasn't paying attention to me. She was looking off somewhere until the car made contact with her. Her body flew into a window of a nearby store. I ran as fast as I could to see if she was alive.
"Patrice, Patrice! Are you ok?" She had blood coming from her mouth, nose, and eye. I didn't want to hurt her anymore so I didn't move her. I took her hand into mine and kept talking.
"It's going to be alright, just stay with me."
"Williams."
"No, no Patrice. He just told you he killed my father, he didn't actually do it, really."
"Williams."
"Patrice, what is it? Williams what?"
"Will.." she took her last breath and died in front of me.
* * *
Awww, poor Patrice. That's a horrible way to die. I was thinking of having the first part of Chapter 6 be the ending of this chapter, but this ending fits better. No, actually, Jin, Xiaoyu, and Miharu are the only real Tekken characters making appearances. As for Jin making an appearance, you'll have to read and find out. I'm glad you like the story enough to go out and rent the movie. That really makes me feel good about my story. I appreciate the four of you guys reviewing my story. Your reactions help to mold the story together. If there are other people reading (which I doubt) please review, it would help me out a lot. Thanks again!
*Dark-n-Lovely*
Charade: The Truth About Dad
Chapter 5: Trust
Jonathan brought me to the new Italian restaurant that just opened. I knew it was going to be a formal place because I could not pronounce the name. So I wore my white Chinese dress with red and blue flowers on it and slits on each side that stopped just in the right place. I had my hair in an up do with Chinese hair sticks that matched my dress. I'm looking pretty good if I do say so myself. I looked over at Jonathan. He had on a slick black suit, Armani I think, with nice loafers. Of course, his hair was in that 'I've been struck by lightening twice' do. But he looked SO good it didn't matter.
He leaned over, put his lips to my ear and whispered ever so softly "Xiao, you look absolutely amazing tonight." Then he kissed it.
It felt so good, I wanted to say 'keep talking' but all that came out was "Thank you Jonathan, you don't look so bad yourself."
He remained next to me and asked, "Am I still allowed to kiss you."
"Why don't try and find out?" With that, he turned my head to his and he kissed me. It went on until the waiter arrived.
"Ahem. Excuse me, but may I take your order." I felt my face get hot. I noticed that I never embarrassed myself in public until I met Jonathan. We gave him our orders and we were alone again.
"Well, back to business. When do I get to meet Patrice and Chase?"
"Actually, they've invited you out this Friday night."
"How do I know I can trust them?"
"I really don't know, Xiao. But I do know you don't exactly have a choice now." Where have I heard that one before?
"Guess I don't."
"But you know you can trust me, right?" Was he serious?
"Jonathan, I'd like to, but after the 'You can trust me' speech and then your hidden identity, and then to find out you're working with the very people that are supposedly after to me. I find it a bit hard to do that now."
He looked disappointed, but he brought it upon himself. "Alright, I can't argue with that. Uhm, Xiao if you don't mind me asking, where are you getting all of your information?"
"I'm sorry Jonathan, I promised. I can't tell you."
"I know you don't trust me, but it's alright to tell me."
"I don't break promises."
"I understand."
* * *
Friday night came and I finally met Chase and Patrice. Our first meeting wasn't as eventful as I thought it would be. They introduced themselves like normal people, and Mr. Conroy even apologized for the phone call he made. We all had an intelligent conversation, and we didn't even bring up the money. Maybe Jonathan was right, nobody had to get hurt. They just wanted what they worked for. Stealing counts as work, right?
Chase was about 6 feet tall, medium built, and very tan. He had blondish hair with a military style cut and depression lines in his face. He looked like an angry man who had been through a lot in his life. His face also looked like he was once handsome, but the stress took a toll on him.
Patrice on the other hand was around 5'8", muscular yet femininely built, brown skinned with a Halle Berry sort of hairstyle. She had a round face, and very definitive features. She wasn't the most beautiful woman in the world, but she was pretty.
They took Jonathan and me out to an organized dance club. I'm not sure what it's called, but it's dance where you swing your partner to the next person. Of course Jonathan was my starting partner.
"You know, I really like Mr. Conroy and Ms. Walker. They're good people."
"Yeah, I guess they are" Then it was time to be swung to the next person. And for me, it was Patrice.
"Listen, Xiaoyu. I really like you, I do. Watch out for Williams, he's dangerous." I was about to reply, but then it was time to be swung once again.
"Mr. Conroy, you're quit the dancer."
"Call me Chase, Xiaoyu, Chase."
"Oh Chase. Well, do you know why Patrice keeps on telling me to watch out for Jonathan?" And before he could answer, I was swung back to Patrice.
"Watch out Xiaoyu." This was really getting to me. "You'll regret the day you met him."
"Excuse me." It was Jonathan taking me back as his partner.
"I think we should be leaving now, I need to get home. I promised Miharu I'd call her an hour ago, she'll be worried."
"Ok, let me get the other two and we'll leave."
* * *
The four of us were walking down the street. Obviously Jonathan didn't associate much with Patrice and Conroy. Patrice and Chase were engaged in conversation to my right and I had my left armed entwined with Jonathan's right. We were on our way to the hotel that Patrice and Chase were staying in. I've never been to this side of Tokyo before, it was quite pretty at nighttime. I looked to the street and I saw a young child retrieving a toy he had dropped. Then I saw a car coming, so I ran into the street and pushed him out of the way. So now I was in the way of the car, but I felt somebody push me out of the way. It was Patrice.
"PATRICE, move out of the way! The car is coming!" But she wasn't paying attention to me. She was looking off somewhere until the car made contact with her. Her body flew into a window of a nearby store. I ran as fast as I could to see if she was alive.
"Patrice, Patrice! Are you ok?" She had blood coming from her mouth, nose, and eye. I didn't want to hurt her anymore so I didn't move her. I took her hand into mine and kept talking.
"It's going to be alright, just stay with me."
"Williams."
"No, no Patrice. He just told you he killed my father, he didn't actually do it, really."
"Williams."
"Patrice, what is it? Williams what?"
"Will.." she took her last breath and died in front of me.
* * *
Awww, poor Patrice. That's a horrible way to die. I was thinking of having the first part of Chapter 6 be the ending of this chapter, but this ending fits better. No, actually, Jin, Xiaoyu, and Miharu are the only real Tekken characters making appearances. As for Jin making an appearance, you'll have to read and find out. I'm glad you like the story enough to go out and rent the movie. That really makes me feel good about my story. I appreciate the four of you guys reviewing my story. Your reactions help to mold the story together. If there are other people reading (which I doubt) please review, it would help me out a lot. Thanks again!
*Dark-n-Lovely*
