บท 111: Chapter 111

Diana's P. O. V

My mom paced around in front of us, holding a curling iron now, waving her arms in the air frantically, uttering so many profanities under her breath.

Me and West exchanged hopeless glances, there wasn't much we could do, that was till mom noticed the red stain on his pants.

"Is that blood on your trousers?." She shrieked, putting me on edge, my eyes followed hers to the evident stain on his pants.

"Um... actually..." West mumbled, resting his hand behind his neck, looking nervous again.

"So it is." Mom said looking serious, she got down on her knees and looked at both of us in the eyes, then looked at the blood stain.

"You bastard! Did you eat out of her tomale?!." Mom asked seizing his collar forcefully. Sometimes she did go overboard and drift away from the truth, and this was one of those times.