The next day, I woke up early at 5 am. I was sipping on a cup of coffee while preparing the things I needed for the audition. After I went to the bar with Louisa, I realized a lot with regard to my life. I hadn't seen my day pass by and wouldn't be able to rise from dilemmas. That was why I decided to keep moving.
What happened in the mansion, that's what slapped me in reality that I have to prove something. That I can also live my life without asking for money. I came from a wealthy family with a gold and silver spoon, luxurious things, various expensive cars, and dressed in elegant clothes but unlike others, I chose to take myself from riches to rags to see what’s the real definition of life.
Our family—Wilton—is well-known for being one of the richest in the country. Elegant and full of dole money, but it isn't what keeps me alive. Although I kept on breathing when my dad passed away, it seems my life took away from me. I neglected everything around me. I became lost and there was nothing to be found. I had been drunk, hanging out, and sleeping with different women at night. My life has completely ruined. As a result, I got the lady pregnant named Cassandra. I accepted it as my karma.
That day, I left the mansion to be alone. At least no one could blame my mistakes. I’m sick with it! I couldn't afford to stay in the big house full of rage and hatred. Although Xymon was more favorable to mom, this has not been a hindrance for our connection as a twin. Besides, I owed him a lot since we were kids. I just got to the point where I can see Mom's had much attention to him since then. Similarly, as Xymon’s half, I was proud of his success. Xymon inherited one of our largest companies which Dad ran before his death. My mom transferred it to him. I was not envious of the inheritance. I envied the love and attention that I couldn’t be able to earn from my mother.
Nevertheless, I was grateful that my dad left something that could never take away from me. He was a gifted person with a great voice. It is a good thing that I inherited it and by that, my desire to become a vocalist in a band has never left me. I've seen my future with instruments in the concert with my band group as we grab attention and people scream because of the music that hooks their ears.
My dad was also a performer back then, but he chose not to pursue it because my mother strictly forbids him to resume performing on stage as she believes that he must participate in business with my mom's father instead for a better life.
That's how he adores my mother so much. He lost his dream for her and he was gone too. Despite this, I promised that I would continue what he hadn’t finished. Luckily, I heard on the news that the audition for vocalist of a popular band group was now open. So here I was, I didn’t want to miss the chance.
“Wish me luck!” I shouted to Louisa through the car window while the traffic lights hadn't turned on to color green. She was on her way to her job and by chance, we passed each other in the same direction. “Hey! Where are you heading to?” She yelled back before driving the car.
“I’ll tell you right after. See you around!”
Three hours before I got there at 10 am. Even though I hadn't gotten down yet, a long line of auditioners immediately opened up to me. It looks like it will take me a month to get inside. I instantly get out of the car with my guitar. Unlike others, they were with their band groups. Some were as solo like me.
There were two audition lines: one for vocalists and one for band group performers. Since I had no groups yet, I would do it alone. I lined up myself in the last queue to apply to be a vocalist and the Idea of my Dad wasn’t here at my first audition nor someone that could perform with me and cheer me up made me a bit sad. Similarly, I wouldn’t forget that I did it for him. I did it to myself.
I patiently waited for the queue to reduce until I reached the sunset at 5 pm. Finally, It was my turn. I felt the excitement of telling these to Louisa. When I was about to enter the studio the guard blocked my way.
“Uh...Sir,” He interrupted me. “Sorry but the audition for the vocalist is now closed. You may go back earlier tomorrow. It’s almost nightfall.” He politely said.
“What? It says on the post that the audition is still open at 8 pm. Are you kidding?” I sounded disgusted and disappointed.
I took my phone from my pocket and showed it to him. I wondered why am I always wasting my time for nothing? Did an effort, made yourself tired but ended up nothing.
“Sorry Sir, but the 8 pm schedule is for the band groups only. The judges are about to leave now.” I took a deep breath as I tried my best to calm down. At that moment, I lost the urge to insist. I didn't know if I had a plan of going back tomorrow.
Without any complaint, I decided to return to my apartment so I could at least rest and if ever my mind had changed, I would return for the audition again.
As I reached back home, I lazily carried my guitar when I noticed the door was open and the lights turned on. As far as I knew, I hadn’t left my apartment with the lights open. Besides, The key was with me, so who was the lucky thief who got inside?
As I stood in the doorway, I took a small step inside as I heard the sounds of steps walking. Curiosity drove me to the dining area when I noticed a woman holding a glass of water. She’s wearing a silk red dress while handing her sling bag.
“Oh, Finally you’re here.” Cassandra approached me and kissed me on the cheek. I was stiffened in surprise but I managed to pretend nothing. This must be crazy.
“What do you need?” I seriously asked. She walked behind me and seductively massage my shoulder.
“Nothing, but our baby needs his dad.” She chuckled. I really hate the feeling of her being around. She’s like a snake coiling in my neck. I bet I preferred to die rather than this.
“We have an agreement about that. I’ll support your pregnancy until the child will grow and I mean that. Cassandra, Don’t ask for too much. I have my life's future ahead of me. Don’t ever use that child against me, I know my responsibility.” I pointed to her womb, looking disgusted. I was getting full-on on what was happening to me.
“You are just proving that besides being an irresponsible son, you are also an irresponsible father. Am I right? I won't wonder why Mrs. Wilton is much in favor of your twin. Another thing, Don't you remember how satisfied you were while making this child and now it's almost like the end of your world? Come on, don't be like your father who just runs into his debts. You too, you might drown.” She relentlessly uttered enough to insult me. This woman was insane. If she may think I was an irresponsible father, how else could she? She will raise a child with that kind of behavior.
“Don’t ever bring up my father here.” In my anger, I tightly held her cheeks. What came out of her mouth provoked me so much.
“Go ahead. Hurt me so everyone knows how worthless and ruthless a person you are.” She intensely looked straight at me and pushed my hand away. I was relieved when she walked away out of disgust and before she finally reached the edge of the door, she spoke again while she was turned away from me.
“Anyway, I forgot to tell you I’ll have my check-up next week. You must be there. It was on the agreement.” she painted an annoying smile before walking out.
I drank water to recover somehow in frustration right after she left. Whatever Cassandra said was like a thorn that pierced me. I don’t want to be an irresponsible father but not in the way she wanted. I’ve signed the agreement paper and that’s it. I still have many plans ahead. I didn’t even want to be locked into something I’m not ready for. And today is not the day I should lose in life. Honestly, I couldn’t feel the excitement of having a child. Maybe it's because it wasn't formed by love but only by alcohol and lust. Whoever made the mistake, it wasn’t all my fault.
I was about to completely take off my clothes but something interrupted me from doing so. There were loud beeps near outside so I peeked through the window but I couldn’t recognize the car due to the bright sidelights. I then hurriedly wore my clothes and was about to confront her. The beep sounds didn’t stop.
“God! Why are you here? Can you stop beeping?” I was surprised when I saw Louisa, beeping her car repeatedly so I covered my ears. She was having fun doing it.
“I’m picking you up. Any complaints?” She said confidently.
“For what?” I just scratched my head.
“You can’t turn me down.! It’s bad to refuse the blessings. Come on, My treat.” She winked at me.
“Okay, 2 minutes. Don’t you want to come inside?” I asked her but she just shook her head
“I’m fine here. Go hurry up!”