The house was quiet and I instantly knew something was up.

"Madam welcome" Alice, the maid came and helped me with my travelling bag. "How was the flight ma?"

"It was splendid. Take this bag" I gave her a small bag containing files from my just concluded contract. "Keep this in the library. Where are my children?"

"They left the house on Saturday but only Karen came back. They didn't tell me where they went to, when I tried to make them stay home they beat me. I almost died"

I clenched my fist to stop myself from giving her a sounding slap. She had just one job aside keeping the house and she couldn't even do it.

I massaged my temple with my fingers to calm my nerves. I have three teenagers, two girl and a boy, all the same age because I unfortunate enough to give birth to three children at once.

I couldn't blame Alice anymore for being unable to keep them leaving the house. They became very rebellious after I divorced their father, they were so uncomfortable to the point I as their mother couldn't even stand them.

Does it make me a bad mother if I say my own children irritate me. I've tried all I can as a mother to provide for them. I rarely stay in the house because I'm busy entering meetings upon meetings just to make them comfortable but yet they decide to be as useless as their useless father.

"Where is Karen?" I asked after I felt the anger in me subside.

"She is in her room. Do you want to eat anything?"

"Just make tea and leave it in the library. I'll have it there"

I climbed the stairs leading to Karen's room. The door was opened a bit and from there I could see close to nothing because the blue light was on.

I slid inside through the small gap to avoid announcing my presence.

The first thing that hit me was the smell. The room smelled like a mix of cheap perfume and shit and I was hearing moans?

I flip the switch and all the anger I laboured to get rid of came like a raging storm and I had no control. Two boys sleeping with my daughter. In my house!

"Jesus, can't you knock a fu cking door! Is it so hard" Karen yelled as she tried to cover herself with the duvet. The boys were running everywhere trying to gather their clothes.

I grabbed the bottle of lotion on the dressing table and threw it at one of the boys.

"Get out of my house. Get out now before I call the police" I shouted. I slapped the one closet to me who was running to the door.

"Mum stop it, you are embarrassing me. Are you not supposed to be here next week" She said angrily but her anger was nothing compared to mine.

"If you say one more word I'll shred you to pieces. Where is your sister and brother?"

"I don't know and you should leave my room now"

I grabbed her by the neck.

" I didn't learn martial arts for nothing. If you don't want to end up in the hospital better start telling me where your siblings are."

I'm guessing she remembered how I beat her father the last time he tried to abuse me because she started talking immediately.

"Kathryn went to Dad's house, I don't know where Kevin went to after the party"

Party?

"you left this house to go to a party and you brought two idiot bastards into my house and I'll punish you for it just wait" I gave her the sounding slap I've been aching to give since I got back and pushed her aside.

I removed the key from the keyhole and locked her in the room before she could realize what happened.

Now I had to find the rest of my unfortunate children and hopefully drill sense into their head.

TO Be Continued
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