~~ 1 year later~~

 I had been in a bad depression since dad's death, but everything is now different. I visited a psychological doctor, Dr.Philip, and I've been better. He's a great doctor. When I spoke to him, I felt like I got out everything inside of me. He made me speak and say everything inside me. And that made me feel better. 

Concerning mom, she found a great job with an efficient salary. She works as a journalist in local newspapers, as she had always wanted. And me, I'm okay. I missed one month from my junior year, but the school said it's okay and that I can go to the next year in high school, the senior year. So, I go to school, mom works, and everything's perfect. Anyway, today is Saturday, and I don't have school, but unfortunately, mom needed to go to work urgently.

Today is a special day for mom because it's her 39th birthday. I planned everything. And since mom doesn't have a lot of friends, I decided it would be better if just both of us celebrated it. I ordered a big vanilla cake and hid it in my room's mini-fridge. I also bought her a brand new perfume and makeup palette. I wish she likes them!

Until she comes home, I will be at Bella's house, studying. We have a Mathematics exam Wednesday, and I'm suffering to understand a single word, so Bella said we can study at hers. This is our last exam in the year, and I would finally finish high school. Freedom is too close! But still, I had college to finish. Ugh. Anyway, I went to her home and we both started studying in her huge, cozy room's bed when she suddenly asked me:

"Hey Jessie, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure!" I said happily.

"Did you know who...crashed into your father's car?" she asked curiously, but I saw in her face a look that said 'Please don't cry'.

"No," I said as I closed the book I was holding.

"I'm sorry if I-"

"It's okay. No need to apologize, you didn't do anything" I said, trying to hold back a tear.

"Okay then, what do you think about getting an ice-cream?" she said, trying to comfort me. She knew I liked ice-cream more than anything in the world, so she always used it as a weapon to comfort me.

"That would be great!" I said cheerfully as I smiled.

She stood up from her bed and went down to the kitchen to bring ice-creams from the refrigerator. Meanwhile, I checked if my phone got any messages. Just when I opened my Whatsapp, a message was sent to me from mom. 

"Sweetie, I'm home"

"I will be coming in five! =) "

"Take your time. Bye!"

"Bye!"

Just when I closed my phone, Bella, the blonde-haired and blue-eyed girl,  appeared in front of my face with the ice-creams and said brightly "Here are the keys to your success!"

"Thanks!" I said as I frantically grabbed one from her hands. "I need to go home. Mom's there." I said while opening the ice-cream.

"It's okay! Tell her I wish her a happy birthday!"

"I will. See you later, alligator!" I said as I grabbed my phone and books then stood up.

"Haha" she responded sarcastically.

I went to the room's door, opened it, and then closed it behind me. Then I went all the way down the stairs. When I reached the main door, I looked one more look at the house, then went. Bella's house is quite large and comfortable. It's like my second home. It's also not too far from our house, so I can go whenever I want. Anyway, I crossed the street and walked a few steps, where I could see my house in view. When I was in front of the house, I saw a strange grey car parked. Then suddenly I received a message. I stopped in my place and grabbed my phone from my jean's pockets. Unexpectedly, I've received a message from mom that said:

"Don't come home. I have important guests."

That explained the car. But still, I felt something weird was happening. I looked at the house and saw that all of the house's lights are turned off. Also, who are these important guests that come home surprisingly? She just said five minutes ago that I could come! Something's wrong. Anyway, I'm in front of the house. I will not go all the way back to Bella's home. I had no choice except to enter. I would just go upstairs to my room and make no noise. I messaged mom and said:

"Mom, I'm in front of the home! I will go to my room and make no noise. Promise :)"

Then, I closed my phone and returned it to my pockets. I got out the keys from the same pocket and opened the door slowly. At that second, I felt a vibration in my pocket. I was certain it was a message from mom. But as I said, I would make no noise. Everything in front of me was dark. I couldn't see anything, all the lights were turned off. Even upstairs. I got out my phone and opened the flashlight, then I received another message from mom. I didn't care to open it. I just wanted to make sure she's okay. Maybe someone kidnapped her and didn't want me to be here, so they were ordering her to send me these messages, right?

Anyway, I thought maybe these important guests could be in the back yard, so I made my way there to see if mom is okay. I walked slowly, step by a step, trying to make no noise. I noticed I was very close to the back yard and that I could see everything. I saw a thin black woman, wearing a white top and a pair of jeans. Her hair was very curly, long, and black colored. She seemed annoyed. Beside her, I could see mom in her work clothes muttering and pushing her out of the yard. They seemed like fighting. I don't know. I got a bit closer to hear what were they talking about. I mean, the woman is an important guest, right? So surely, they will be talking about an important work subject. I got closer and could hear every single word. Mom was pushing the woman out of the yard and mumbled furiously "I would never give you a single more penny! You asked for half of the legacy, and that was a lot. But I agreed and gave you half of it, and it was enough. I will never give you more!"

"Uh oh. You're making a mistake. If you didn't give me another fifty thousand dollars, I'm going to tell your poor daughter and the cops. Would you like your daughter, that always thought you were a super mom, know that you killed her father? Would you?" said the woman provocatively, unaffected by mom's pushes. 

My heart pulse strongly when I heard the last sentence. How? Of course not! Mom would never kill dad! They always loved each other! She would never do it! And even if she killed him, why would she do it? Did she want his money? That's IMPOSSIBLE! He always made sure we had enough! He always made sure we didn't need money. He always did his best to show his love to us! I'm certain that's not true. Something's wrong. This woman is a liar. I need to find out what's going on. I'm sure I misunderstood. I need to hear. I need to...

"Shut up you bastard! You know I didn't kill him! We both wanted him to die! He cheated on me and you! We both thought he wasn't married to another woman! He always told me he loves me, but he didn't. He married you, and that proved he doesn't like me! You too, didn't he tell you he isn't married? And that he doesn't have any children? He is a LIAR! And he deserved what happened to him!" muttered mom, her voice full of anger.

Everything is now clear. Bbbut... I haven't in my life expect mom to do something like that... Is it EVEN possible? And dad? How could he marry another woman and...do that? How could he? Tears started flowing down my red cheeks. I lowered my crying voice as much as I could. As much as I tried to hold it in, the pain came out in the form of a silent scream. The beads of water started falling one after another, without a sign of stopping. I hit the wall and tried to scream, but I needed to stay quiet to hear... 

Dad was killed! And by who? By my FOOL MOM AND MY FOOL STEP-MOTHER! 

"You were the one who offered me to kill that bastard! Not me! I just sent someone to crash into his car, as you ordered! And for your information- I recorded your calls with me in case of an emergency. In all the calls you were the one who planned and talked, and I just said 'okay'. If you ever tried to tell on me to the cops, I will tell them that you were the one who planned, and I will give them the evidence that proves it! I will say that I just found someone to crash into his car, and that will make my punishment much easier than yours! Show me what will you do!" said the black woman angrily, making me stare at her in disbelief with my crying eyes. 

I had nothing to do at that moment except to run to my room and lock the door. I CAN'T HEAR MORE! I used my phone's flashlight to move, and then I quietly and slowly stood up from the floor and ran to the stairs. I could hear from the stairs their voices getting higher and fighting. "No! I will never give you more money! Get out of my way!" said my mother. I can't even say the word mom again... I started moving faster on the stairs because I heard some footsteps. I used all my energy to run. I finally got to my room and locked the door quietly. I opened the lights on and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a monster. My green eyes were letting my tears fall with no permission. My bun was messy. My light make-up was ruined. I quickly took a tissue and started cleaning my face fiercely. Then I heard a knock. I quickly sat on the bed and threw the tissue that was in my hand at the ground. Then I اheard mom saying in a calm and quiet tone:

"Jessica? Are you there?" She's really a great actor. She acted like she was hurt from my father's death. She sobbed. She cried hysterically. How could she do it that easy?

"Yyyeah mom I'm...okay," I said, my voice full of uneasiness. 

"Are you crying? Oh my God! Are you okay?" said mom surprised.

"Yeah, mom I'm okay. I just tripped over something when I was moving through the stairs and it hurt my ankle. I'm just changing my clothes and... I will come" I lied.

"Are you sure? I mean, oh okay sweetie. Take your time. I will be down here" said mom as I heard her footsteps walking away.

I stood up from my bed and looked at myself in the mirror again. I took another tissue and cleaned my face. I wasn't thinking of anything except my mother and...my step-mother fight. Their fight was spinning in my mind. Does that mean that my mother could go to jail, wait a minute, she could be executed! Yeah...the death penalty! I took that in Citizenship subject...last year. Oh my God... 

I can't think of anything now...I'm confused. I still don't believe it! Mom, the sweetest and kindest creature in the world, kills dad? It doesn't make sense! 

I changed my clothes in a black t-shirt and pants. Then, I sat in my bed. I looked at the mini-fridge beside my bed and remembered mom's cake. The birthday. But, does she deserves a birthday? Does she even deserve to live?

  She should be killle- 

NO NO NO! STOP! I SHOULD STOP THINKING THAT WAY! 

She made a mistake and must have a punishment.  

I know she made a mistake but, this way, I will lose my mother. And I don't want to. I already lost my father and don't want to lose my mother too. I know she's a monster, a murderer, a killer, a bastard, and every bad thing in the world! But she's my mother. 

You should at least tell the cops on her!

I...I don't know. That's making me nervous. I'm mad, upset, and furious. I'm frustrated. And dad... How could he? Was it so easy for him? I thought he was struggling and fighting to make our lives better! If he hadn't done that stupid mistake, we would all be together now! Mom would not kill him! How could he...? And mom, how could she do that...? Shall I really tell the cops? That's a tough decision. A very tough one. 

God..please help me... 

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Hey everybody!!!

I'm deeply apologizing for letting this chapter take so looooong. I was very busy these last days and I had no time to write ＞﹏＜ Anyway, I tried my best and wrote a long chapter. I wish you liked it! Don't forget to tell me what do you think! It will be appreciated!

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