He stood where his car was parked fumbling as he tried to open the door with the right key.
He stood there unbelievably shocked by the actions he had just portrayed and fear gripped his heart.
He never could had imagined he would ever have been so disrespectful to Cathy, even though she had her own dose of craziness ,she actually never deserved any of the humiliation she just received.
He sent punches at his car door, venting all his anger on the window.
He was mad at himself for doing that although at the same time he felt glad he opened up that part of him .
I need to speak with my father, he thought as he entered and drove off.
Luckily the windows weren't broken at all.
He got to his father's house in less than 10 minutes, the house was just in the next avenue although he had so many houses scattered across the city. He usually stayed here when he wanted to rest .
Just like he presumed his dad was in his study settling down with a glass of champagne.
