One year.
The time that passed since Kourtney Kardashian has been living in fear since her only child Mason was taken, and her last living parent was murdered.
While the life styles of the rich and famous in Hollywood had partied on, the family had seemed to fall into social purgatory.
During the aftermath of her mothers murder, the Kardashians had been launched into the media frenzy of the century. The family had always been thrust into the spotlight for the antics on television but this event changed everything.
The FBI, was hired to located the clans missing step father Bruce and Mason but the where abouts and myster of the Riddler remained to be solved.
Kris was the glue holding the reality royalty together and with her death, came the dissolve of the power house family.
Kourtney especially.
Her baby's disappearance consumed her every day.
On certain days she imagined her little boy playing in the other room.
Scott tried his best to comfort her but she had grown cold and emotionally frigid.
Kourtney was an automatic weapon, teetering across the safety button and aiming her aggressions toward the world.
There were reports Kourtney was pregnant again, to make up for the loss of her son, but these proved to be false.
In fact Kourtney did indeed become pregnant, after a pity fuck from Scott to cheer her up.
The day she learned she was with child, she drank heavily and scored some Ecstasy from a friend of Robs.
During her Utopian stupor, she miscarried and sat in a puddle of her own blood crying.
Taken to a private hospital, her family attempted an intervention, but it drove her further away.
She was placed in isolation by her request to rid herself of any memories of a previous life.
During this time she blankly stared out a window, doing her best not the think of anyone or thing.
The night was her favorite part of the day becuase she could count on the rest of the world resting, giving her ample time to wander about the hospital alone.
On a night like every other, she had decided to watch the sun rise.
She left her hospital bed and snuck away to the hospital roof.
There she waited for the suns arrival, but the sky remained cloudy, and full of smog.
A tear rolled down her cheek as she stepped on the ledge of the hospital roof top.
In the alley below, she saw her mother waiting for her with arms extended.
She couldn't help, but smile.
In a flash she fell to her mothers ghost, listening to her bones crack before the light from her eyes extinguished.
Stray cats, swarmed the body, feasting on its remains.
Blood replaced the tear on her cheek.
Finally, a smile.
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