Doubt.

Awhile ago, I went down to my parent's room to offer my dad some cupcakes I just bought. He's not in the mood for sweet stuffs and offered his chocolates in return. As a chocolate lover, I immediately opened their refrigerator and found a few kisses. I told him there was no chocolates and he replied that it's in the veggies drawer, and there I found toblerone and a pack of snickers. I became skeptical and asked where did these come from, he replied he bought it. I asked where, he said Wellcome. I told him, you only bought chocolates? He said yes.

He's not that kind of person that would go to supermarket and buy chocolates alone. Several things were already running to my mind as he change the topic and continue to tell how he was irritated by our neighbor.
I was already ignoring him and he kept on going. I just had to wait until he finish talking then I left the room.

A week ago, my mom opened up and narrated to me the mistakes that my dad did to their relationship. I hide my feelings. I was so disappointed, hurt for my mother, I was angry. But I stay calm because my mom needed me to be strong as she was not at that moment. It was not hard for me to believe the stories as I witnessed how my mom almost killed herself from drinking 10 paracetamols at once. I witnessed how they locked themselves in their room and hear my mom packing her things in a suitcase. She told what she's feeling as she believe that I'm already an adult that would understand.

I am. But that doesn't mean I won't get hurt. I feel as though I can't trust my dad anymore. My mom was away for 3 days already and so am I for 2. Who knows what happened.