Merely Existing

Special Chapter: In That One Week

Keith Rosenburg's POV

"Keith? Where are you going?"

I froze and snapped my head towards the voice. Mum was standing just outside her bedroom door, looking down to where I stood below the staircase.

"Wow, mum. Your up early!" I exclaimed as I checked my watch to confirm that it was indeed 5:00 am.

What the heck was she doing so early? Damn, there goes my awesome ninja sneak out plan. I even managed to climb down the stairs super quietly without squeaking or thumping! Now it's gone to waste. All for nothing. Boo.

"I always wake up around this time, Keith. Don't forget that I'm also the one who kicks your lazy butt out off bed everyday. Now tell me why I don't get to kick your butt today." Mum asked with her hands crossed in front of her.

Uh oh. I know that look. Detective Mommy was on the case.

"Um, I was just...uh....going out," I replied nervously. I had a feeling like I was in court and the judge was about to bang his damn hammer on the desk and shout 'GUILTY'.

"I can see that," she scoffed, "Where to?"

"A friends house...." To be honest, it felt like a lie. Blacky was my master, not friend. And it wasn't a house, it was a freaking mansion.

"Oh my gosh, your going to a girl's house, right?" Mum squealed exitedly, "Look at you, so nervous and all!"

Oh no. She thought I was meeting a girl....well, technically I was but she thinks it was a romantic relationship! She'll be expecting grandchildren from now on! And she'll start making list of baby names!

"Yes but no!" I blurted out.

Mum's jaw dropped.

"Yes but no? What kind of answer is that? Oh dear lord...don't tell she's a transitive!" she cried, "It's not like I judge them or anything but you know.....I want grandchildren!

I gaped at her in horror. "No! No! No mum! She's not a trans!"

"A cross dressing gay?"

"NO. I said 'she' didn't I?!" I yelled at her aghast. What the hell was going on inside of her head? What did she take her only son for? Didn't she want grandkids?! Ok calm down. I needed to calm down.

I took a deep calming breath and cleared up the freaking misunderstanding, "I'm going to a girl's house, but we're not in that kind of relationship. Besides, a bunch of other guys will be there. It's like a uh, gathering. Yeah."

"Oh," she sounded disappointed, but then she smiled again, "It's good to see you so active though. Ever since Halie...." She stopped abruptly as she saw me smile painfully.

"So...er..I'll be going."

I turned away quickly and started walking towards my car. It was a second hand one, the only thing I got of my dad, and it was my babe. I sat down on the drivers seat and took a deep breath.

Well. That was awkward.

It was the one subject we never brought up, me and mum. We lived peacefully enough, we got over the pain, the grief, we've moved on....or so I liked to believe. I just can't seem to talk about it.

Anyway, life was a b*tch but my car ain't, so I got it moving to the Henderson's mansion.

Wait, I just realised that made no sense.

.......not that I care.

I parked the car outside and jogged my way past the gates after greeting the guards there. Yeah, we got quite friendly over the last few days. No matter how many times I came here, the size of it still amazed me. I felt so honoured to have a rich master. A beautiful girl at that.