XVI

It's a gloomy Monday. The sky was so lifeless and a bunch of crows were flying up in the sky. The host looked up in the sky, silently watching the birds as he took a sip from his cold red wine in his fancy glass. As soon as he finished the glass of wine, he carelessly dropped his glass, causing it to shatter on the floor. He didn't flinch as he continued to watch the crows slowly fly away from the abandoned studio and, after a couple of seconds, the rain finally arrived. He didn't move a single inch from his body as he slowly felt every rain drop on his body as tears slowly formed in his eyes.

He's tired. He's tired of everything that happened in his life.

So far, he hasn't revealed the reason why he did this. Nobody should know about his situation.

Except the winner.

As the rain continues, he hears someone trying to call his attention, which causes him to check the surroundings.

"Psst!." He keeps hearing those things until they finally start to form words.

I know what you did, yet I refused to believe it. I still love you until the end. " The moment he heard that, he suddenly kneeled down as he recognized that voice.

It was his mother.

And those were her final words.

Flashback

He tried to call his father to tell him about his mother's situation. They are in the ICU where most of the patients who are on the brink of dying are sent there to have a fifty-fifty chance of surviving or dying. He finally gave up as his father didn't respond to his call.

"Keith." His mother called him, and he slowly obeyed her. He stood up from his chair and walked next to him. He was trying his best not to cry as he saw his mother in front of him. "I don't think you need to call him. I don't need him anymore. He wanted to talk back, but he could feel the pain in his throat.

"After all those childhood traumas we gave you, I just want to say sorry. I want to apologize for being an abusive mother, and I shouldn't become a greedy person. We're the reason why you did it. "

"Did what, mother?" He finally talked back. "I don't know what you are talking about."

But her mother smiles as she responds. I know what you did, yet I refused to believe it. I still love you until the end. " She slowly closed her eyes, and after a couple of minutes, her heartbeat suddenly went flat. Kei began to panic and left the room to call the doctor. As soon as the doctor arrived, he silently waited outside the room while the doctor and a couple of nurses were trying to revive him. After a couple of cardiopulmonary resuscitations, they finally left the room to confront Keith 

"am very sorry, but your mother has died. We did CPR for nearly an hour but never got a heartbeat back. I am very sorry for your loss. " The doctor said as he left for his next patient. One of the nurses comforted him for a couple of minutes. He would never forget that date.

12th of August, 1999

Flashback ends

"Hey, what are you doing?" Someone called him from the studio gate. "You shouldn't be here." He suddenly heard a voice, so he quickly checked his surroundings until he saw a woman who was wearing exotic clothing as he was taking a sip of an expensive cigarette. She's also wearing an extremely large hat that was made in another country.

"I was about to ask you the same, Madam Agatha. What are you doing here? " Keith asked her back. He immediately recognized her face. The youngest daughter of the famous Chief of the Crite State Area Police Department,

"I am taking a random road trip. I like going to random places, especially haunted places. You, what are you doing here?"

"I actually live here. I'm actually homeless and saw this abandoned studio, so I decided to live here for a moment. "

Then there was an awkward moment between them.

"Well, I should leave now." Madam Agatha spoke up as she was about to leave when Keith grabbed her wrist.

It's already late. "Are you sure you don't want to stay here for a while?" Madam Agatha suddenly laughed at his statement.

"Unfortunately, no; I'm not interested in sleeping in a dusty, abandoned location."Plus I have some men to fuck. " She responded as she walked back to her car, which was parked a few feet away from them. He slowly watched her drive away and disappear from his eyes. He takes a deep breath and whispers under his breath.

"You're just like our father."

Suddenly, he heard a loud thunderstorm, which caused him to go back to his temporary house. As soon as he arrived, he immediately wrote in his daily journal.

Journal No. 53

I remember again. My mother's final word reached me.I know it's been a long time ago, but I was like nine years old when that happened, but I feel like it happened yesterday. I shouldn't think about that since my psychiatrist told me to discover a new hobby as a coping mechanism. I guess having a severe mental disorder sucks, especially since I lived in a place where talking about mental health is a big taboo.

I still miss her though.

Anyway, I saw a woman in the studio enter the studio. She was beautiful, just like my mother. I even offer her a place to stay because it's getting late.She might not have noticed since the house where the contestant stayed was located at the back of the studio.

I noticed her wearing expensive clothes.

just like our father.

She was taking a sip from her expensive cigarette.

just like our father.

She wants to leave since she wants to bang some guys even though it's already late in the evening.

just like our father.

.......

She's definitely a female version of our father.