"Dad, Dad..."
"Alex, Alex, ALEX...." Alex turned to see her sister rush into her office.
"You're finally back," she said getting up from her seat, noticing her sister panting she frowned., "Did you run all the way here?".
Cynthia breathed holding her hands, "Alex, it's, it's... Dad" she cried.
"Dad? What's wrong with him?"
"He, he is...." tears streamed down her face. Alex felt her heartbeat quicken. "He... He..."
"What happened Cynthia, he what? " she yelled losing her patience
EARLIER.....
Cynthia walked into the house, meeting her mother in the living room.
"Finally got some sense to return," she said.
"Mom please not now, and it was because of Dad and Rosa who convinced me to return" she walked past her mother.
"Stop right there," her mother said. Cynthia stopped and turned to face her, but a slap met with her face. "How dare you disobey me and then brag about being convinced by a maid" she shouted.
"Mom you're really crazy, can't you once in your life stop being selfish and know the world doesn't revolve around you" she cried.
Her mother held her, "Don't disrespect me, Cynthia, you testing my patience"
She pulled away from her mother's hold and scoffed, "Just like Dad said your really not the mother I used to know. Somewhere, somehow we lost you on the way and I don't think we will ever see her again".
"CYNTHIA!..." her mother shouted.
"What mother, what is it you going to do I don't know about. You have been getting worse and worse and now all we want is to avoid you. And it is the main reason I always find reasons not to return home... I hate it mother I hate it. Alex had to leave home cause you kept taunting her, she was my only support, my only safe place in the cold house, my sister... But you keep pushing her away that now she only sees me as a friend" Cynthia cried.
Her mother was frozen in place seeing her cry.
"Dad, Rosa, Alex and me... She smiled," even the maids don't respect you but fear you. And mom I might be foolish to you but I know this much, anyone who uses her to control others will never have what they want, I hate you so much that.... "her mother slapped her again.
Then stepped back horrified by her action," Why to look surprised, you slapped me once already, why don't you just keep doing it, I know you enjoy hurting others "cried her daughter.
Her mother bit her lip in anger ready to strike again but her husband caught her hand pushing her away. He turned to his crying daughter hugging her.
"Dad" she cried holding him.
"What is wrong with you? she just returned and now you want her gone again, "he said.
His wife sighed," It's her fault for talking back to me"
"You're really getting out of hand, how could you hurt her like this, "he said checking his daughter's swollen red cheek.
"Am her mother I can do anything I want to her, slap or kick or kill her "she yelled back.
Her husband moved to slap her across the face," How dare you say those filthy words. Kill? Your own daughter, do you hear your self" he yelled.
His wife looked up holding her slapped cheek.
"Now you know how it feels to be slapped, stop being a crazy woman and act like the lady of this house. We are getting tired of this disgusting behaviour of yours "he said taking his daughter away they walked up the stairs.
"Don't you dare walk away from me "she yelled. but they kept moving ignoring her. They heard her run after them and before they could realise she pulled her husband's shoulder to turn him to her, but the force of her pull caused him to lose his balance.
Cynthia turned to see her father fall, she called him but he kept going until the last one.
She ran down after him, holding him, he was groaning in pain.
"Dad, Dad "she cried.
His hand moved to his chest as he cried in pain. She turned calling her mother to help her but met her gaze. She was still up the stairs looking down at them.
"Mom "she called.
Her mother smirked," Now let's see how you will protect them now "she heard her mother say then walked away.
A tear escaped Cynthia's eyes as she heard those words.