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Maxen
As I was staring at the mirror. It made me realize that everything's real. After I killed my parents, it haunted me. Every night as I go to sleep.
Nightmares are always there, everywhere.
Even though I am surrounded with these people who made me comfortable.
Especially, Ate Jin and Ate Aki. Since that incident happened, the day that I was accused. I am always here at their headquarters. Spending my days and night with Ate Jin. Who never leave my side. Who's always there for me.
They have no one to blame, but me.
I was about to go out of the mirror but I saw her again.
She just appeared out of nowhere.
"Are you feeling guilty?" she asked.
"Y-Yes! You made me kill my parents! You pushed me!" I shouted at her angrily.
"I just saved you, Maxen." she said that made my tears fall.
"Saved? Is that what you called save? Is that the right way?" I asked and faced her.
"Maxen, calm down, I understand that you're being emotional." she tried to calm me down.
"I don't know who you are! But please, stay away from me!" I shouted at her once again.
"I can't," Jorjet said. I looked at her confusingly.
"What do you mean?" I asked her.
"Come with me," she said. I was hesitant at first but I followed her.
She opened the room's door, I was expecting a hallway but our mansion appeared. I am totally confuse.
"W-Why are we here? H-How did that happen?" I asked Jorjet. She just smiled at me and held my hand.
We walked toward the mansion. The design and interior of the inside is very different.
"Where are we exactly?" I let go of my hand and stopped.
"We're from the past Maxen," Jorjet said that made my heart beats fast and thumping.
Jorjet and I went to the kitchen. I can see myself and my parents, eating at the dining room.
"You were seven years old where it all started. Where all the bad things happen." Jorjet whispered. I didn't look at her, I was just looking at my seven years old self.
"As you grow up, your parent's doesn't care about you. It hurts but it is the truth Maxen." she said that made my eyes tear up.
"Wake up Maxen, you shouldn't feel guilty about their death! They deserved it! They are nothing but a worthless parents!" Jorjet slightly shouted at me.
"S-Stop..." I begged her while my tears are falling. I can't take the pain. I don't want that kind of truth.
"No, I won't stop waking you up Maxen. Even if it takes a lot of time and process, I won't stop." Jorjet said determingly.
"Can you see where Mauve is?" Jorjet asked again. I looked around and I didn't saw Mauve.
"See? He's just a two years old baby yet he's not around. They can't just leave Mauve. Now you see how careless they are."
"You can see how useless they are!" she added.
"That's why I am here Maxen. To protect you, to help you, and to stay with you. In fact, I can make you feel better, I can save you from this cruel world." Jorjet said.
"But I am a monster, a murderer, a psycho, I killed them." I uttered.
"They made you that way. It's not your fault, okay?" she assured me. I just simply nodded.
"Come here," Jorjet said and lend me a hug. I hugged her back and cried in her shoulders.
"It's okay Maxen, everything will end soon, just trust me." she said. I nodded, agreeing and believing her.
We walked upstairs and we're heading to my old bedroom. As she opened the door, I saw my three years old self playing on the floor. I was all alone while playing with my dollhouse.
I was shock when I started talking. I looked at everywhere and I didn't saw a person nor a shadow around.
"You forgot about me Maxen," Jorjet smiled bitterly while looking at me. What does she mean?
My younger self's laughing and smiling from ear to ear while it seemed like I'm talking to someone.
"What do you mean?" I nervously asked.
"I am always there Maxen, I am always with you. Since the day you woke up from this cruel world." she said.
I don't get what she's saying. She just told me a while ago that she's always with me. But I was confused, as I remember, I found out about her when I was around nine years old. How was that even possible? I mean, everything's a disaster. Yes, she confuses me everytime she's showing up but I admit that Jorjet feels like more of a stranger.
At first, I don't want to meet her again. I want her out of my life, but now, I just wanted her to be by my side. Yes, I am certainly guilty about everything that I've done. But something passed in my mind. Do my parents felt guilty whenever they're hurting us? Do they felt sad and upset whenever they can see us suffering? No, all I can see through their eyes is satisfaction, lack of conscience, and wrath. So maybe, Jorjet's words make sense.
"H-How? How can you say that you were always there with me?" I asked her once again.
"You made me."