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IT'S SCARY, I WANT TO STOP! I REALLY WANT TO BUT MY HEART KEEPS LONGING ~ Chris Landon.

CHRIS LANDON
I entered the company with several eyes on me, they all whispered among themselves, obviously, they were gossiping about me. It's not like I did anything wrong, instead, I was going to hold a press conference for their company's benefit.

Ignoring the gossips, I went straight for Khloe's office, she was making a call when I walked in, one which ended almost immediately.

"Hey, what's with the face?" I asked her cheerfully.

"Nothing, are you sure this is going to work out fine?" She asked worriedly and I nodded, assuring her.

She seemed to be really scared and I understand, one wrong move and my mom's fans will be all over the place tarnishing the name of their company, and she will have to take the fall for it.

"If anything goes south, I'd employ you" I joked, luckily she got the joke and smiled as well.

The room was parked with loads of reporters and some employees who had been waiting for our arrival.

"That's him? I wish he wasn't so handsome so I could hate him" I heard someone say as I walked in. Was that it? They hate me? But why?

"Looks like I'm not very much liked in here" I whispered in Khloe's ear.

"What do you expect? So much stress and loss since the book issue. It's just natural" she replied.

I decided I had to make it right and it's now or never. I walked up to the set platform and took my seat as cameras flashed and reporters murmured among themselves.

They hit me with tons of questions, a lot I couldn't respond as the book wasn't mine but I tried hard not to give that away.

"Are you saying it's all on you?" A reporter asked in reply after I had said that the company had no fault, after all it was me who insisted not to make any changes.

"I feel the content of the book matters, if these people really are my fans and are so sure of my work, they wouldn't care about the book cover looking so dull. For me, I feel it's best matched with my message and I would have appreciated if my fans had trusted me on that." I replied her.

It was silent for a while, maybe they were trying to digest what I had said but then, someone spoke again.

"You are blaming it all on the fans then." It felt like they just wanted to put the blame on someone, they just wanted someone to take the responsibility for the short failure of the book.

"I'd have appreciated better reviews on my books instead of throwing shades and trying to place blames. However, if we are placing blames, I believe it should all be on me as the author for not listening to the designers. One thing I would like you to note however, is that the book is mine, I know what went through my mind when I made that, and if they actually did take time to read it, they would understand why I wanted that cover to remain" I replied.

"I did not set this up for blame placing anyways, I would just like to implore my fans to please just appreciate my work and stop trying to pull anyone down. Thank you" I added, not wanting further interrogations, I excused myself and left.

It was up to them to take what I had said or leave it. I still do not understand my mom is always so rigid and only want things going her way. If I had my way I'd have her locked up in a psychiatric hospital, she needs it.

I heard Khloe calling my name as heels clicked on the floor, I looked back to see her running towards me.

"Chris! Oh my" she said breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath from all the running.

"What's wrong" she got me all worried now.

"Why did you walk out that way, these people can pick up anything and make it into something" she said still breathing heavily.

"Let them. They keep putting words in my mouth!" I told her.

"But still...."

"Let it go! What do you think about dinner at mine today?" I asked her and she smiled, more like she forgot about the press conference immediately.

"Sure!"

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The internet was running wild, they called me arrogant and rude! The fuck is wrong with these reporters!

I had my face buried in my phone going through comments as I made my way up to my room. Comments was crazy, some were reflecting on all I said while a whole lot turned their attention from Olle Publishing to me.

*How do you expect the director of one of the largest group of companies to relate with some low classed reporters! I bet he doesn't give two f's about his fans*

Now, that got me! What was that?

What the actual fuck?

The moment I stepped into my suite I got a call from mom, I had been expecting it since the press conference. She must have taken her sweet time.

"Looks like someone grew some wings in New York uhh?" She said very calmly.

I knew she wasn't calm though, she probably had a knife in her hands wishing she could bury it in my brain. Crazy ass woman!

"Mom!" Was all I said. Who argues with a psycho.

Sometimes I wonder how she bore me, how my dad coped with her all of those years. It all seemed like a blur though, everything before eight years ago.

"I want you back her before night, catch a flight or else....."

"Or else what? You will throw me in the dark room? For how long this time? I'm not a kid anymore! If it bothered you that much why not come take responsibilities by your fucking self!" I yelled at her and ended the call. I've had enough from her.

Every kid out there love their mom the most but for me, I hate her. She has been my greatest headache and setback, almost like she never wants me successfully in anything. She just needing me for the money and that's all.

Motherfucking psycho

"Chris?" I heard Annie's voice call me.

Fuck! She heard it all.

"What's up" I said heading for the room only to find her in tears, my heart skipped a beat at the sight of her, she looked fucked up.

I rushed over to her, holding her face in my hands only to feel something warm on my hand.

Blood!

"What the fuck Annie! Who did this to you?" I yelled! I was so scared.

"He just left, I called the securities to get him on his way out" She replied weakly.

Thinking about it, I did meet this man on my way in, he seemed to be in so much rush.

"Let's get you to the hospital first" I told her and quickly carried her, bridal style as I rushed out, heading for the underground car park.









Author's note:
Chris hates his mom so much but she still is his mom, I mean, he shouldn't hate her so much.

He said everything before eight years ago seemed like a blur, do you think he truly had some kind of amnesia or something else happened to him? Something crazy!

By the way, what happens to Annie?

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