Deranged Writer's Afterword

" Why are you showing me all this?", I ask the 'thing' in front of me.

It had earlier taken John's face but as we delved deeper into my memories, its face had begun to melt. Instead of being horrified, I'm surprised to find that I preferred this form more than the previous.

John was an eyesore.

[ Shhhh.....the show's not over yet.], the voice whispered.

The scene around us changed once again, we were in a vaguely familiar amusement park....this was probably the amusement park where I was abandoned.

I scoff at young John who was walking around, holding our mother's fragile fingers.

This memory and the previous memory.....I already know all this and I've already moved past them so I don't see why I'm seeing this now.

I watched as my mother left me on the Ferris wheel, all alone.

I watched as John cried for his mother.

I watched my mother crying, even though she was the one who left me there.

Seeing all this, I realize that I still don't know the exact reason why my mother did what she did...

Is it because I'm unlovable ?....hehe...Nah, I'm quite lovable.

I can just ask her if I make it out of here alive.....which is seeming more unlikely as I can sense my life slowly ebbing away.

[She looks pretty when she's crying doesn't she ?]

" Don't talk about her like that...", I say quietly.

[ what's this ?.....are you defending you're mommy ?], it asked.....I could feel it smirking at me even though 'it' had no face.

" Just stop speaking for a minute.", I say feeling dizzy,

[ Oh no.....we forgot about your current state....why don't we fast forward to the most important part...kekeke], it said laughing out.

" ...and what would that be ?", I ask sitting down on the ground.

[ You'll see.], it says snapping its fingers.

The view around me changes once again and we're in a stairway now.

Above me, a few flights of steps away.....I could see a much older John and Mo- Claire.

…...

That's impossible, I didn't meet my mother until I grew up, the 'me' in this memory looked older compared to my previous memory but he still had the features of a child...…

" Impossible...", I whisper in disbelief.

[ Oh...…it's very possible.]

~~^~~

" John.....I finally found you !", Claire said embracing her son.

" What ?", the boy asked, dazed.

" I'm sorry for leaving you there...….. I looked so hard but I failed...… I'm sorry..., I can make it right now.", Claire said refusing to let go of her son, big fat tears slowly dripped down from her eyes and fell on John's shoulder.

" Stop it."

" Huh ?"

Hearing John, Claire let go to look at her son....she slightly flinched seeing the look in his eyes.....it looked the same as that day... the day his father left the world.

" All you do is lie.....mother."

" w-what ?", Claire asked confused.

" Was it hard looking for me ?..... I'm sure you had a lot of help from your new...better family.", John said glaring at his mother.

" Wh-"

" JUST STOP LYING !"

" John.....please just listen to m-"

" NO, I HATE YOU, I WISH YOU WOULD JUST DIE---", John said pushing his mother away from their embrace.....the boy didn't consider their position.

John tried to prevent the accident but it was too late....he couldn't prevent Claire's fall. All he could was stare at his mother as she fell to her death.

~~^~~

" No...this isn't real.....it isn't.", Adam said looking at his mother's very dead body.

She had fallen down a flight of stairs and had fallen right beside Adam, Adam watched the light in his mother's eyes fade.

[ Ughhh....are you not going to admit the truth even now ?], the voice sounded annoyed.

Adam ignored the voice, he couldn't take his eyes off his mother.

[ Don't act like you don't remember this...…..you've already confessed to one of your friends about this haven't you ?]

'It' gently tapped Adam on his shoulder before saying,

[ Stop pretending to be the victim.....when you're the problem.]

" I'm the problem ?"

[ Of course, you are.....no shhh....it isn't over yet.]

The both of them watched silently as John slowly walked to his mother, shock and panic were visible in his eyes.

" John ?", a woman's voice was heard from behind.

All three of them turn around and find the owner of the voice,

"Nurse Mariam ?", the boy asked, tears forming in his eyes.

Seeing the situation, Nurse Mariam has a bitter expression on her face.

" I knew that you hated your mother, but this.....I was surprised when you asked me to find her but still this....."

" It was an accident, Nurse Mariam.....please believe me."

John said running into Nurse Mariam's warm embrace.

" Oh..... you poor thing.", she whispered into his ears, comforting him.

" Don't worry.....I'll always be there for you."

John failed to notice the ominous smile on Nurse Mariam's face.

[ That woman sure was cunning...she put her boyfriend's and Claire's murder on you and escaped jail time for herself.....she got you good, didn't she? kekekek]

The both of them watch as John got sent to the juvenile center and spent his days there.

" Larry....", Adam said noticing a boy that resembled Eric.

[ Yeah....he was cool, it's too bad he killed himself.]

They continue to watch John struggle until he finally got out of prison.

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