[Your child catches him cheating]
You went out for the night with your friends just to catch up. Going on tour with Niall and your son really is time consuming.
You left your son in the care of Niall just for a few hours, hoping nothing bad would happen and feeling positive nothing would.
Your son, Bailey, who is nearly in grade 4, was in the lounge room watching the end of his favorite show that Niall had put on for him. Getting bored, he stood up and made his way up the stairs and to his father.
"Niall!" He heard a giggle and tip toed to the bedroom door. "I can't believe you'd do this for me. For us." Bailey put his ear against the door and listened to his daddy and somebody he didn't know.
"N-Niall!"
"I'm home!" Bailey heard you call and ran down to the front door.
"Mummy!" You smiled and picked him up giving him a big embrace.
"Hey Bailey. Mummy missed you." You kissed his forehead but noticed the frown on his face. "What? What's wrong Bailey?" He pointed from where he just came from and you raised an eyebrow.
"Daddy and another girl." Your eyes widened as he pouted looking up at you.
"Bailey," you began carrying him upstairs and to his room. "I want you to listen to mummy ok? You're going to stay in your room until mummy comes back to get you. Do you understand?" Bailey nodded as you carried him into his room and placed him on his bed. "Mummy loves you."
Kissing your forehead, you left the room with a quiet door shut. A female giggle caught your ears as your eyes narrowed and fists balled.
You followed the hushed voices to your shared bedroom before letting out a deep shaky breath. Readying yourself for the confrontation.
Without another second, you pushed the door open and let it slam loudly against the wall. This caught the attention of 2 familiar faces.
One was Niall, who visibility paled on the spot. And the second was your work colleague Annette. You invited her over sometimes but you're obviously not doing that anymore.
"(Y-Y/N)..." Niall whimpered pushing Annette off his lap. She was just in her underwear making it harder for you to hold back your rage. Not that y@ou were going to.
You certainly weren't going anywhere and you weren't going to cry. Not yet anyway.
"You." You sneered in a demonic voice that you yourself had never heard before. She scrambled to her feet picking up her clothes. You couldn't form words at how angry you were.
She snuck backwards as you began making your way towards her. Niall stood up and tried to step between you both but you shoved him harshly on the bed.
"I TRUSTED YOU!" You lost it screaming at her and bringing her to the floor. She was helpless and skinny as a twig making your job easier.
You were going to go full in with punches. None of this slapping shit.
Giving her punch after punch and screaming profanities at her face, she began to cry and shake weakly underneath you.
You didn't care. She was getting what she deserved.
