It was a drizzly night, you was driving home at 7:35pm, taking in the calmness of the night, you pulled up onto the drive, you exhaled.

That was until your silence was disturbed by the sound of shouting coming from inside your family home.

You'd got out your car and rushed to the door, opening it to see your husband, Simon and your teenager, Theodosia, fighting in the living room, it seemed pretty intense, your daughter in tears, your husband in rage, you watched them for a moment, seeing yourself in your daughter.

You dropped your bags and hung up your coat quickly, walking over to them.

"IVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU YOUNG LADY!" Simon said as he towered over Theodosia, trying to seem more intimidating than he already was.

"THEN GET RID OF ME! I DONT WANT TO BE HERE ANYMORE!!" Theodosia screamed, the room slightly felt silent, Simon's gaze looked upon you, red covered him, and Theodosia. Eventually Theodosia turned to look at you, a slight fall in her expression.