When Worlds Collide

Chapter One

Chan's POV

"Chandrea! Chan!" Ugh. Why do I feel like mom's calling me? It's still early and I still want to sleep. Am I dreaming? Or not? Whatever it is, I wish mom wouldn't enter the room and force me to wake up again. I have to continue sleeping!

"Chandrea! Ugh! This kid!" The door opened so I immediately covered myself with my blanket. Aish! Mom! "Chan! Wake up! You need to help me! Chandrea!" She's noisy, I know! But she is still my mom. Ugh!

"Mom, it's still early in the morning!"

"What early?! It's already 10am Chandrea!" 10 am?! Geez!

"10 am?!"

"Now you became really shock, huh? Yes, it's 10am so you need to get up."

"Okay okay. Wait for me there mom, I'll just fix myself."

"Move faster okay?"

"Okaaaaaaaaay." I stood up from my precious bed and pushed my mom gently to my room's door. I have no choice. I still have things to do. I need to help my mom deliver her orders today and I need to apply for college.

I went down and there was my mom at the kitchen, fixing the orders I need to deliver. I approached her because breakfast was also ready.

"There you are. Eat your breakfast because you need a lot of energy for today."

"Aigoooo." Even if my mom is so much noisy, I love her. I really love her because she's all that I have. I will do anything to protect her. I started to what my mother prepared for me. One of the things I am really proud about my mom is that she's really good at cooking; that's why I always have delicious breakfast, lunch and dinner.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Of course--I am with you."

"I will always be here for you. You know that right?"

"Chan? What's the matter? Are you okay?" Geez. What was that? Is it a dream from last night? Something I dreamed about last night.

"I--I'm okay mom. I'm done. I'll get going." I carried the plastic bags with the packed foods to be delivered as well as the address; it is a police station.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

I nodded and smiled at her then kissed her cheeks before going out of the house and riding my scooter.

I remembered what I dreamed about last night. It was really clear. I was on a bed with a man who's really unfamiliar to me. A man I don't even know; we were hugging each other and he said that he will always be there for me. It was really creepy.

Everytime I remembered my dream, I write it on my notebook for documentation. There might be something that my dreams tell me. I started having these dreams and this ability when I was involved in an accident when I was 12 years old.

It's really hard to have this ability; to see the future in your dreams and often a person's death. It was horrifying but I already grew up with this and I got used to it. I just want to know why am I given this ability; is there something that fate wants be to know? I really want to find the answer but I think I am still far away from it.

"What can I do for you Miss?" The guard asked me when I have reached the entrance of the police station.

"I have a food delivery for the police at Department 2."

"Oh. After you enter the door, turn right. That's department 2."

"Alright. Thank you." I followed what he said and there, I saw an office door so I knocked before I enter with a big smile.

"Food delivery!"

"At last! That's what we are waiting for! Just put it on this table miss." Like what they have said, I put their orders at the table and their payment before anything else. This is a business so I need to make sure that they will pay for their orders specially when they look like a bunch of lazy policemen that can't do anything but sit on their swivel chairs and accept payments from big people who manipulate the law with their own hands. Tch.

"I am not! Sir, I told you already I am not a thief! I can't do that! Sir! I am not!"

"Can you shut up?! You were already caught by our two eyes!"

"But sir!"

Wow. Is this really a police station? It's really noisy.

"Captain, who's that?" A police arrived with a 'suspect' I suppose and he let that guy sit in front of their senior I also suppose. The guy looks frustrated and wronged.

"What happened?" The senior asked.

"Sir, I am really not a thief. I was supposed to help the woman from the one who will get her bag! He's the thief, and not me!"

"I have seen it with my two eyes sir. He's not only a thief but a pervert. He was supposed to touch the old woman."

"Sir that's not true!" He looks really frustrated. Poor guy.

"Stop your nonsense. You will stay in prison first until you were proven innocent."

"But sir--" They grabbed him and pushed him in prison; locked him there. Aigoo. I think I need to go now. I wish I can help that guy but there's nothing I can do.

But why does he look very familiar to me that I think I already saw him somewhere? Weird.

"Excuse me, grandma? Is there something wrong?" As soon as I went out of the police station, I saw her already looking and peeking inside as if she wants to go in but she doesn't know how.

"My child, are you from inside? Did you saw a young man being dragged here? I think he was wronged by the policemen."

"A young man who is like 6 foot tall with round eyes? Wearing a brown coat?"

"Yes yes, that's him."

"He was really dragged in prison grandma. Wait, are you the woman that he was supposed to save from the thief?"

The old woman nodded. "So he was really wronged. Can you take me to him? I want to help him get out of prison. I will explain everything that happened." What now, Chan? You still have a lot of things to do. Aish. This is the problem with me. I love to mingle with other people's lives. But I need to help her. I don't allow unjust judgement here in our society. I nodded and smiled at her, accompanying her to the police station's department 2.

"What can we do for you, grandma?" The policemen asked.

"Sir, the guy who was recently imprisoned here. Please let him get out. What he did is just save me from the thief. I am that old woman he was talking about. The thief was about to approach me at the middle of the street so he hugged me and pretended that he is my grandson."

"So you are telling me that I am wrong, grandma?" The police who caught that guy opposed.

"It's not my intention. I just want to say the truth. And after hugging me, he help me cross the street that's why he is holding my bag! He was suppose to return it to me when you approached us. He's not a thief."

"Grandma, your statement is not an enough evidence to prove his innocence. We still have to check the CCTVs." Wait. It's not enough? The witness and the victim herself already made her statement. What more do they want? CCTV?! Insane.

"Wait. The witness already gave her statement. Isn't it enough?" I asked but they looked at me with those sharp eyes.

"Miss, you are beautiful but it's wrong to butt in on conversations. Watch you manners." Wait. These policemen are getting into my nerves.

"A witness' or victim's statement is a powerful evidence. Why are you not checking the CCTV right away? We have access to those." A policeman entered the office and he checked his computer right away. What is he doing? But he really looks cool with his aura. He is well-built, and he looks different form the other policemen here. "Look, grandma is saying the truth. You approached them without looking at the event deeper and making sure you are not mistaken. Release that guy now."

"But--"

"Now!"

Everything changed with that command. Now, the guy who was imprisoned awhile ago is here already with me outside. Awkward.

"Are you not offering me a ride?" He asked.

"Do you think I will, plus I don't know you!"

"Lucas." He offered me his hand which I ignored. "Thank you for helping that grandma and me."

He's weird. I think I should get going so I ignored him. Plus, I am not yet sure if he's really a good person.

I don't usually talk to strangers.