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your mother got out of the car with a wide grin plastered on her face. you didn't understand what it was for, but you took a moment to prepare yourself to see childe again.
especially after you left him without saying a word. and now he was here to see you.
however, once you opened the car door and got out, you heard a loud scream. you could tell right away that it belonged to your mother.
your eyes widened as you felt your heart sink by the sudden yelp, you quickly ran to her side to see what happened.
and you could practically feel your face getting pale as you saw childe standing before her.
what didn't make sense to you was that he looked equally as confused and shocked as you were.
"i told you he's crazy! first my husband, and now he's trying to kill me!" your mother cried out, her eyes looking directly at you.
you leaned down next to her, "mom what happened?"
"he shot me with his vision, what else!" she snarled, earning a conflicted look from childe. "what? no i didn't!"
that didn't make sense. something was ominous about this. you shifted your gaze to childe. "what did you do?"
childe was more surprised by your words than hers. "what... i swear i didn't hurt her. you're not seriously gonna believe her, right?"
aether and lumine got out of his car as well and rushed to you three, also bewildered by the whole thing. they didn't see what happened either.
your mother squeezed your hand, "i need medical help, please.'
you abruptly took out your phone and dialed the ambulance. childe, as well as the twins, stood there befuddled.
once you made the call, you put your phone back. "don't worry mom, they'll be here soon."
she smiled in relief, before shooting the ginger a glare. "so this is how you killed my husband too."
childe refused to say anything to her. instead, he looked at you. "y/n please, you've gotta believe me. i didn't do it. i didn't kill your father either, he's ali—'
"he's lying! he's trying to manipulate you, y/n. don't fall for his cunning antics," your mother retorted with anger.
"mom calm down, you'll make your wound worse by yelling," you suggested. mostly because you needed time to think.
