Worst Night Of My Life

Something that has happened in my life.

There was a time in my life when I could come home to beautifully cooked meals. A time where I did good in school. A time where I was so much happier in life. A time when I could wake both my parents up for Christmas and say “Let’s go Mother and Father, get up!” But then it all came to a bad end.

      It came to an end on a cold spring night on a football field where I had practice. I was 12. It was windy. I could feel the sweat drip off my face. The practice ended very quickly. So I went to hitch a ride. I went and sat out in the parking lot and waited for my father to come and pick me up. My mother arrived and then my father. We talked for a bit. “How are you?” she said. “I am tired”. I replied.

      My father was just there. I had the option to go with my mother but I went with my father because I wanted to tell him some things about my day. As we were talking my father said “One minute let me call your mother” At the time, my mother was driving behind us. She didn’t pick up the phone. My father and I were confused. We looked behind us and we saw that she was gone. We got even more confused after that. So we went home and there was steak ready to be pulled off the grill. My mother was not yet home and my father must have called her at least 10 times by then.

Now, it was getting late and my mother didn’t come home yet. So my father got into his car and he said , “I’ll be back. He came back at about 12 midnight . Still, there was no sign of my mother. My father was furious. He paced back and forth and he didn’t know what to do because he loved this woman so much and did not know what happened to her. Finally at about 2 a.m, my mother came home. She probably thought we were sleeping but we were wide awake and waiting in my garage. So my father ran over to her and grabbed her phone. She said, ‘What are you doing?” There was no reply. My father got my mother’s phone and looked at her recent calls and her texts. He found out my mother had been talking to this guy. She was probably making plans with him and probably saw him that night for all I know.

All I knew was that my mother had been having an affair. My father was so mad. They went raging into the house. My mother went upstairs to pack her bags. My father wouldn’t let her. She would pack something such as, makeup or hair products but my father threw it down the stairs. He didn’t care one bit. When I went downstairs to pick it up it was all smashed and broken, as broken as my heart.

      So they were fighting and I was crying yelling and swearing at them trying to make them stop. I tried everything, I really did. But nothing worked. Finally my sister came home and I was shedding tears. At the time she was 16. So I ran to her expecting her to comfort me. She did. And she got so mad. She went running up the stairs like a bull and saw the mess of everything my mother tried to pack. So she started saying “What’s going on!” They kept on fighting. Nothing could stop them. My father was holding my mother back so that she couldn’t leave. He wanted her to be with her family and not give up on us. She got a hold of the phone. But my father snapped the wire. She tried to get her keys. But my father had snapped those too. It was so scary seeing this at a young age.

      My sister and I were calling the guy. “We hate your guts” we said. “Burn in hell,” my sister said. Then everything went downhill. My mother was struggling to get out. I called my father’s friend Al Fernandes to come and get me because he was always there for me. He came but he watched them fight and tried to calm us and my parents down.

      At one point I heard my father say “What about your kids?!”

      Then I heard my mother say “I don’t care about my kids!” I dropped. I thought I was suicidal at the time. My mother finally got free. She ran outside and up the street to call the police. It was at least 3 a.m. My sister and I were stumbling while we were walking and we were mumbling when we were talking. We were so scared and shook up. The police came and my mother came home knowing my father could not touch her. She packed and left. My father filled out a restraining order but cancelled it the next day because he just wanted his wife back. He wanted his family back, his life. 

So after about a week of my mother not answering her phone and not seeing her she came home. My mother and my father talked for a long while but I was not there to here the conversation. We all went to bed like an ordinary night. The next morning I woke up to go to school and my mother was still home and not getting ready. That confused me even more. I came home that day to the police taking my father out of the house. My mother had gotten a restraining order against my father. It said we could not see him or talk to him within a 10 day period. He could not come in within a 100 yard radius of my mother. I was so upset. I started to skip school and fail.

      My father went to court in the meantime and fought off the restraining order so that he could see his children. But I did not know that at the time. So I was sitting in class on a Wednesday morning. I got called down to the office, I didn’t care at the time because nothing bothered me. I walked by a teacher on my way and she said “Justin your father is in the office waiting for you”. I got all excited and ran as fast as I could and as soon as I saw my father my heart fell with excitement. It was like there was nothing on my mind. It was the best day in the last week that I had. From that point on we just have been living life. The restraining order got cancelled after a long period of time but I honestly haven’t been getting happier. There is so much more to this than just this. There are at least three other stories like this one about my parents. This was the last one.

Author's Note

I wrote this to vent.

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

I could criticise your writing of this, but it probably isn't really needed. I'm probably old enough to be your grandfather (just guessing) but I'll tell you that I went through the same thing over fifty years ago, and I've never gotten over it completely. The best thing I can say to you is that you're not the only one this has happened to, and that you'll survive it. People are imperfect, and they do stupid things--things that they'll regret and pray to God that they could go back and un-do. I have a long list of them. Be strong, try to forgive, and take care of yourself. Sam

[DrumMajorPod]

We have much in common.. but I shan't go into detail, as I am still having difficulty facing some of the stuff that has happened.

Excellent writing. What else can I say? I don't really want to comment on the writing, even though it was wonderful. I'd rather just tell you.. that despite the utter insignificance of these words.. I am sorry that you had to go through that. No child should be put through such things. Nothing in this world will ever take that pain away.. nothing. No matter what, you will always remember. But hopefully.. it leaves you with a sense of peace too. Someday, when you have children of your own, you know that they will be loved so much.

Great work.

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

A very good vent. And a very sad write. It's good to get your feelings out. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[D Poet K]

wow, its sad to see things like this happen to a family. and whats even sadder is it happens to most families, its either like this or kids without both parents all together. (like me) then there's just a few left who actually have a loving family. this story really touched my heart, keep your head up...and even though i dont know you if you ever need someone to talk to you can message me and i'll listen and try to give some kind of advice or a good word. alright?

keep your head up things will get better in due time