𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐋🎠 | Travis Scott.

𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 🎠

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chapter three:
. • . • . GOODBYE . • . • .

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After Jacques' birthday party.
Kelsey

"Mom, dad, I'm home!" I shouted while locking the door and throwing the keys in the little table that was next to it.

"Helloooo? Anybody home?" I shouted again, in case they didn't listen to me.

"Kells?" After a few seconds my mom came downstairs and hugged me. What is happening.

"Mom? Are you okay? Where's dad?" She broke the hug and looked at me with tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

"Your father. I kicked him out." She started crying.

"What do you mean you kicked him out? What happened?" I hope she didn't caught him.

"He came home and he was smelling from head to toe like a woman's perfume, Kelsey. All this time he was literally fucking his assistant." She was so mad and sad at the same time.

"I caught them in our bedroom, Kelsey! In our bedroom! That filthy bastard!" She was crying uncontrollably and started breaking some old vases that he once bought her.

"That's why he was giving me so many gifts. He was feeling guilty." She broke another one.

"He was coming home late cause of 'work'. Yeah right!" And another one. She was out of control. It's the first time I'm seeing her like this.

"Mom, calm down please! Everything's gonna be alright. Breaking stuff isn't going to solve anything."

"So what do you suggest, Kelsey? Huh?" She was suddenly a different person.

"Um, text him to come and get his things and we won't see him again." I said with a 'duh' tone in my voice. I hope she get it.

"There's no way. I won't text him. You should do that. I don't wanna know this man anymore." She was so mad at dad. I, on the other hand, wasn't surprised. I knew that he was cheating on mom. It was pretty obvious. Mom must have gone 'blind' from her love for him. Bullshit.

"Fine. Put all of his belongings in boxes and I will text him to come and get them."

"Fine." She went upstairs to their bedroom and started throwing dad's stuff in boxes. She was crying so loud. I was feeling so sorry for mom, she doesn't deserve this. Marriages aren't supposed to work like that. You're marrying someone cause you love them for what they are. Not to cheat on them. And that's the truth.

I wasn't very close with my parents. Well, while growing up I started isolating myself more from them cause I was hanging out with Jacques and the crew. I don't know if I should feel sad about probably not seeing my father anymore.

I went upstairs to my room and texted Jacques.

Me
Hi.

Jacques🎠🤍
hey. is everything alright?

Me
Um, yeah. Just my father's typical bs.

Jacques🎠🤍
what did he do this time?

Me
The usual, cheating on my mom. But this time she caught him in their bedroom.