Here comes the part where things stareted to get nasty. One night, Dad came back drunk. He walked with an unstable movement. Mum got out of her room and her facial expression changed. She was really worried of Dad's condition, i could tell. But when Mum tried to help Dad up to rest, Dad pushed Mum away.
I took a peek from my bedroom. My sister was fast asleep and i was still awake since i heard the noise from the living room. It all started.
"Stop being such a busy body! It's my life and i can come home whenever i want, whatever condition i'm in doesn't matter!", Dad shouted right in Mum's face.
I couldn't help it but start to cry. Dad slapped Mum when she tried to get up. The urge to get out of my room, but i know i would get hurt too if i went out. Dad then limped his way to his room. When Dad shut the door, i quickly rushed to Mum and help her up. I hugged her, trying to calm her down. But we ended up crying together.
What's happening to Dad?
