"MOM," I shout as I close the door.
"Yes sweetie," my mom says from the kitchen.
"I have something to tell you," I say and pull up Sam Smith's song "Unholy", it perfectly fits this moment.
I let the song play,
"Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doing something unholy
He lucky, lucky, yeah (ooh)
He lucky, lucky, yeah (ye-yeah)
He lucky, lucky, yeah
He lucky, lucky, yeah
A lucky, lucky girl
She got married to a boy like you
She'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew
'Bout all the - you tell me that you do
Dirty, dirty boy
You know everyone is talking on the scene
I hear them whispering 'bout the places that you've been
And how you don't know how to keep your business clean
Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doing something unholy
He's sat back while she's dropping it, she be popping it
Yeah, she put it down slowly
Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh, he left his kids at
Ho-ee-oh-ee-ome, so he can get that
Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doing something unholy (woo)
Mmm, daddy, daddy, if you want it, drop the add'y (yuh)
Give me love, give me Fendi, my Balenciaga daddy
You gon' need to bag it up, 'cause I'm spending on Rodeo (woo)
You can watch me back it up, I'll be gone in the a.m
And he, he get me Prada, get me Miu Miu like Rihanna (ah)
He always call me 'cause I never cause no drama
And when you want it, baby, I know I got you covered
And when you need it, baby, just jump under the covers
Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doin' somethin' unholy
He's sat back while she's dropping it, she be popping it
Yeah, she put it down slowly
Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh, he left his kids atHo-ee-oh-ee-ome, so he can get that
Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doin' something unholy"
And I showed her the photos and video of dad and Jessica.
"I'm sorry mom," I say with tears in my eyes. "I'm really sorry."
She is crying and her face is all red, but she still comforts me. "It's alright sweetie. It's not your fault. I'm so sorry you had to see your father like this," mom says and pauses when we hear the door unlock.
Shoot. Dad is home.
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Unholy
Romance[ONLY AVAILABLE ON WATTPAD, MY OWN ORIGINAL CREATION] "Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot At the body shop, doing something unholy." This story is based on Sam Smith's song "Unholy" The song isn't mine but the story is! I hope you enjoy it a lot...
