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How could he do this?", Taylor shouted while clenching her fists, I didn't look at her, but I could tell she saw red. Mum was crying on the road while I was at the back seat with nothing but empty thoughts. Taylor came out and quickly picked mum up, walking her back to the car. I was in awe..."how could such a good day end so bad?"

It was a calm Tuesday afternoon. Summer had just begun and I was on my bed texting my best friend about my plan for the holiday. I heard mum yelling in the kitchen, but I didn't think much of it...after all, it's mum! A few minutes later, I heard the front door open and close with a loud bang. This stunned me and I decided to check it out. As I was about leaving my room, Taylor walked in and closed the door behind her, blocking my path. She told me I couldn't leave the room yet cos mum was angry with dad, and having the experience of crossing my mom's path when she's angry, I simply sat down.

Turns out that for the past month, dad hadn't been spending much time with mum or us. He would leave the house abruptly and come home really late. He would use the excuse, 'I had some extra work at the office' or 'We have men's meeting in church'. This week, he "went to church" at least 4 times and mom was starting to get suspicious of him.

As Taylor was explain the story to me, mum burst into the room, "both of you, in the car NOW!". Without hesitation, we rushed to the car and mom started driving like a maniac. I often sat at the back seat so I could lie down and take a nap, but immediately the car stopped I was hurled to the floor so quickly that I didn't realize what had happened. Mum got out of the car and started speed walking into the house we were wrongly parked in front of.

"Isn't this aunt Mandy's house?", I asked. Taylor and I both stepped out of the car and hurriedly followed mom into the house. We went into aunt's room and the first thing I see, my naked dad trying to cover the shame of being in the same bed with my mom's sister. My eyes turned to mum and till this day, I can say I've never seen my mom look that furious. "Kids, go back to the car", mom shouted. I was lost in thought for a hot second and to my dismay, I received a tight slap from my mom. "I SAID GO TO THE CAR, RUBBISH!!".

While rubbing my sore cheek, we waited for a few minutes in the car till we saw the she hulk come leave the house with a drenched face and veins in her eyes. I would have said her mascara was dripping from her eyes but mum left the house so fast, she didn't even put her make up on. Rather, her face was filled with so much sadness, anger and disappointment; she dropped to the ground and started crying. I wanted to pick her up, but I was not going to receive two slaps in one day so I told Taylor to do it, she was mum's favorite after all.

Mom managed to drive us back home. The trip was so silent that I could hear my blood being pumped round my body. Mom parked the car and rushed in to the house; her room was locked till the next day.