Third Point of View
" Rhys, open the door! It's me, Mike." Mike said as he knocked on Rhys apartment door.
" Are you sure he is inside?" Helen asked him, as she tried to call his son's handphone.
Rhys didn't answer her phone call, how many times she tried. Helen face was worried with her son's condition. Mike phone called her yesterday to let her know about Rhys depression.
" He should be. He drunk since 2 days ago." Mike said.
Rhys was not an alcoholic. He rarely drunk, even when he was in a hard time after his father cast him out of the house almost 5 years ago or when his mother was struggling with her company and they had nothing, he never get drunk. That's why Helen was worried about him and decided to take a visit on her son.
Mike kept trying to knock on the door, and afte
