Good I guess

Ariana's POV

"Where are we going?!" I asked mom as she stepped on the accelerator and increased her speed.

"I have no idea" she whispered tears streaming down her face.

"Mom" I whispered moving closer to her .

"Ariana!" She called softly

"I'm driving that's alright, I think I just want this place to be quiet" she whispered quietly her eyes on the road and I nodded in reply as I rested back on my seat.

As we drove further away from our home, the silence in the car became more deafening. I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of betrayal and hurt. Dad has hurt us, me especially in many ways unimaginable!. The man I thought I knew, trusted, and loved had shattered my perception of him into a million pieces.

My mind raced with questions, but I couldn't bring myself to voice them out loud. Instead, I sat there in silence, watching the world pass us by, lost in my own thoughts.

Mom's hands were tightly gripped on the steering wheel, and I could see the tears that she was trying to hold back.