Just then, Diana stepped out of her car, looking uncertain and somewhat afraid. "Diana, what is going on?" Mom looked from the twins in my arms to my ex and back, and I could see the tears starting to gather in her eyes. If she makes my mom cry, her punishment is going to be ten times worst.
I steeled myself against mom's tears and ushered her into the house. "Mom, let's go inside."
"But…I don't understand, what's going on?"
"I'll explain once we get inside." She hurried up the stairs ahead of me but not before rubbing my babies 's heads . I looked back ferociously at the traitorous bitch and almost ordered her to stay the fuck out of my house.
She must've got the message because she took one look at my face and took a few steps back. But then her eyes landed on our sons, and she seemed to square her shoulders both literally and metaphorically. Good, I want her to think she can fight me, that she stands any kind of chance against me, and my wrath.
It'll make destroying her all the better. I wasn't looking forward to destroying the timid little mouse she pretended to be when we first met. But the bitch who'd walked out on me and stole my son? Her I can put a few dents in no problem.
Mom's excitement was now tempered with upset, and I took her to another room with my sons, leaving their mother alone in the living room as I hurried to give mom some answers. I'm not sure why I didn't want her turning her anger on Diana, but I figure it's because I'm the only one who has that right. I'm the one she'd wronged after all, and no one else was allowed to say or do anything to her but me.