I tiptoed while walking towards the door and slammed it quietly. When I was about to go downstairs, what I saw was unexpected and neither I nor anyone could get mad about what I’d seen. Jesus Christ! I was out of words with what I’d seen in our living room.
It was dark because it was already past midnight. Nobody’s awake inside the house aside from me. Or that’s what I thought because there were two people downstairs making out for Christ’s sake. I want to cut out those tongues so they could stop moaning in pleasure.
Every moan that I’ve heard? I was mad and I felt like my heart was pierced into pieces with a knife. Stabbed multiple times because of another betrayal of my family. Relieved because my mother once again felt the happiness she deserved by sharing the night with a stranger, o
