Kirsty

I heard the door open but I didn't look up in case Kathy was stood there. I knew who I wanted it to be, I wanted so badly to be given a chance to explain to Warren and Nita that I didn't try and leave them but I feared it was all too late and they wouldn't listen to me now, would anyone believe me?

They hadn't been to see me since I was admitted so I doubted whether they would come now. Whoever it was, stood in the doorway looking at me. I could just about see them out of the corner of my eye but I still didn't dare look even if I didn't think it was Kathy. They sighed rather loudly and I held my breath as the slowly stepped towards me.

I could tell it was Warren and he spoke my name softly as he came towards me. I blinked a couple of times to check whether I was imagining him or not. But he was still there and he was kneeling in front of me gently holding my hands in his. A lump caught in my throat and I struggled to swallow and hold in the tears that were threatening to fall.

"I know you can hear me. I need you to talk to me, I can't lose you and neither can Nita; you have to talk to her at least she's outside waiting for you." I looked into his eyes as he spoke and he seemed to different and genuine compared to the old Warren.

"Kathy." I wanted to tell him what had happened but I was scared that she was around.

"She's not here." He said and I relaxed.

"You want to see me? Nita wants to see me?" I asked bewildered that they would still want to see me after what they thought I had done. He cupped my face with his hands, stroking his thumb across my cheek. This was probably the softest and most loving moment we'd ever had together.

"Of course we want to see you." He said and I felt my heart leap.

"It wasn't me." I suddenly burst out, unable to hold it in any longer. I waited to see what his reaction was before I continued. He just looked at me, looking confused so I carried on.

"I promise it wasn't me. I didn't try, I promise."

"Who then?" He asked and I could see that he wasn't sure whether he believed me or not. I didn't answer straight away. Instead I stared down into my lap, not wanting to have to tell my husband that his mother had tried to kill me and then made it look like I'd tried to take my own life.

"Kathy." I whispered, and it felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

He looked at me for a second taking in what I'd just said before he sprung up and practically sprinted out of the room. He didn't believe me!

Warren

"I'm sorry," she hung onto my arm begging for my forgiveness, "I just wanted to be part of the family, you never phone me or come to see me anymore." I just scoffed.

"I wonder why, could it be that you threatening my wife, hitting her and then nearly killing her and all the time making out like she was the crazy one, not you. Kirsty may be far from perfect but you you're a crazy vindictive monster who needs to stay away from me and my family. I want nothing more to do with you; I mean what did you expect? That it would be all hugs and kisses everything forgiven."

"Warren please, you don't mean this you're angry if you just calm down we can talk." I couldn't hold in my angry and longer and I did something I'd never done before to my mother; I lashed out, sharply catching my mother's cheek with my hand. She didn't fall but held her cheek with her hand tears glinting in her eyes.

"Get out of my house now." I bellowed at her. She'd nearly ruined everything. She'd destroyed my hold over Kirsty and I was barely holding onto her and Nita. I was not going to lose them because of her.

"Now!" When she didn't move I roughly grabbed her arm pulling her with me towards the front door. I pulled it open, shoving her out onto the street slamming the door in her face with out looking at her.

"Dad." Nita's wary voice came from the stairs put I was too angry to look at her.

Nita

I'd over heard every word that has been exchanged by dad and grandma and I sat at the top of the stairs in shock. How could all this have happened? How had my perfect little family turn into this? I guess it had never been perfect, I'd just not seen the whole picture. How could my mum have out up with this all these years and never done or said anything about it? Why had she done all of that for me? I wouldn't have let her if I'd have known.

We would have been gone, but now my dad wasn't even the bad guy anymore; but he wasn't the good one either. I was so confused. I could hug my dad for slapping grandma but I was repulsed to think that that's the way he treated mum, but worse.

He wouldn't look at me after it happened. I suppose it hurt him to find out what his mother had done. He wouldn't speak to me either. He just turned and went to the kitchen and pulled a beer out of the fridge. I turned and headed back up stairs, thinking that I should stay out of his way if he was drinking, I didn't want to do anything to provoke him.

Sorry Sararah he believed her I couldn't imagine him not; after all he does love Kirsty, he just looses his temper. Dudeybob I've used what you said in your review as what Nita is feeling, it just seemed to fit that she would be confused about the whole thing and unsure of who to trust. Thanks for reviewing Lucymoosey123 it's great to hear that you're enjoying reading it. thanks for reading :D