Everybody was still and silent. Right after I said that, I immediately regretted it. I looked to my Mom, she was expressionless, but with a single tear running down her cheek. Stella and Jack didn't know much about what was going on, but they did know it wasn't good and that their father did something extremely bad. Last but certainly not least, I looked over to John, he was red and was starring right at me.
"Linda, you know that's not true right?" He said furiously still starring right at me.
"I don't know what to believe anymore John" she said emotionless.
"Look-" John said sounding quite guilty.
But before John could say anything else, my Mom interrupted him...
"I want a divorce, I've had enough of this" she said emotionless again.
Before I could say or do anything, my Mom had gotten out of her seat and locked herself in the bathroom.
"Look, I'm so sorry-" I said sounding desperate, but John calmly interrupted me.
"Ssshhhhh... I love a bit of silence, don't you?" He said sounding extremely relaxed but incredibly scary.
Then John paused and sipped his scotch very slowly.
"Daddy? What's going on?" Jack said sounding a bit confused.
"Oh! Nothing much son!" He said sounding very happy, but everybody knew that he wasn't.
"Kids? Darlings? Please go to your room" he said again very calmly.
"Ok Daddy, Jack? Let's go" Stella said with a lot of maturity (which I thought was quite surprising).
I stood sat there not knowing what to do. 'Do I say something? If so, what do I say?' I thought to myself.
Once everybody was in separate rooms but John and I, he stood up (again, very calmly and sly).
"So, Jane, how was your day today? Pleasant?" He said and you could tell that he was being fake.
I hesitated then spoke...
"Good, how was yours?"
Whilst I asked the question, he started slowly making his way to the kitchen.
"Great, I spent it with Maria, and both know Maria is incredible, don't we? But, then again, my day would've been better if you hadn't of told my wife a secret that probably will change my life, but I think in the end, we all get even. So, let's just end this night on a particularly good note, shall we?" He said extremely sly.
But before I could say another word, he pulls out a giant kitchen knife from one of the drawers, and slowly walks towards me.
My heart started pounding as my hands started to get sweaty. 'Should I fight or flight?!' I thought to myself.
"Aren't there so many incredible things in life, too bad yours might have to end so soon..." He said whilst walking even closer. I kept on trying to walk backwards away from him. Until, I hit a wall.
Soon enough, we were face to face. With his knife touching my neck.
He started to laugh as if he had freedom.
"Now, two options...
One, to leave my family alone and to never come back...
Or two, to not accept number one and die tonight.
Which one?".
My heart was beating so fast at this point.
I could barely speak, but I tried...
"One".
He slowly took the knife off my neck, but still looked straight into my eyes.
"So, for all we know, your practically dead, cause non of us will ever see you again, understand?" He said slowly.
I nod my head, whilst doing so, I feel a super sharp pain. I touch the sensitive part with a finger and blood was oozing out. I looked up at him in a way where my body language was asking 'why did you cut me?'.
John tried to ignore that.
"Ok, go now" he said slowly pulling up the knife again "or else".
A just had to run away from this. My heart was beating fast but steady.
"Can I get my stuff?" I asked barely being able to speak.
"No, get Out Now" he said coming closer to me again.
All I did was run out of the house frightened of what just happened to me.
I'm never gonna live around this area again, I may die, so I have to go far, I have to run away somewhere, but where?'
