Roman 

When Renee suggests getting drunk, I can't help but let out a sigh of relief, however my mind wonders to the night I found her drinking after she found out about Lewis cheating, creating a small shiver of fear and concern. I better make sure Dad's golf clubs are locked in the cupboard. I don't need her going all Lizzo on my mother's fine china. 

"Sure Ree, I'm gonna go get Jack and you two can get ready while I source the rum." I respond. I know Rum is a little more watered down then her go to drink which tends to be a single malt whiskey. It's cheaper as well. 

I push myself up from the floor and make my way to the dining room. Jack is still in the same place, tapping away on his phone. Honestly, his phone is something that scares me. I remember one night, Renee made me watch mean girls and there was this girl in it and they said her hair was filled with secrets - Well Jack was the male version of that. Although the phone wasn't attacked to his head, it was certainly attached to his hand. 

"Well I see you haven't moved or made yourself useful since you arrived?" I stated as I push myself on the doorframe, folding my arms.

"You know me, I'm a spoiled only child with daddy who gave him his black card. What do you need me to do? Maybe I can order it?" He mumbles without lifting his head. 

I can't help but shake my head. "Seriously bro, you need to sort yourself out. You can't seriously live off your father for the rest of your life. Your like an overgrown toddler."

"I'm part of the one percent. By the time I think about running my life by myself I'm sure daddy would have died and his will would have gone through probate. I'm sorted for life!" He says as he pushes his phone in his jeans. 

"Well I need you to go keep Ree company. Pull her out the toilet and get her ready. She wants to get drunk and to be honest I can't really help but want to join her after what you've said about that prick and bitch." I shake my head. 

"Now your talking! I'll order the booze, she's gonna' need the good stuff to too, if she's gonna forget her thoughts and her loose her head." He says with the clap of his hands as he jumps up from his chair. 

"You might not be prepared to see that type of Renee. Woman had a baseball bat last time." I explained. 

"Don't worry I know how to handle a violent woman. I've dealt with mummy's tantrums at daddy. She's nothing compared to a vengeful wife when her husband's forgotten their fiftieth anniversary." He shudders at the memory. 

"As a grown man you need to stop to refer to your parents as mummy and daddy." I expressed. With that he gets up and makes his way towards Renee. 

I take a deep breath and check that there is no one around. I quietly close the doors that lead to the hallway and kitchen and pull out my phone. I pinch the bridge of my nose knowing that this a call I certainly don't want to make. Talking to this woman sends chills' down the spine. Not the good kind either. 

I swipe my phone and put it to my ear, listening to the incandescent ringing in my ear, knowing full well on the other person on the other end was one that caused pain and destruction whether she went. 

"Well hello handsome. I have to say I was expecting your call but not this soon." A sickly sweet voice echoed through the phone. 

"Well when I thought we divorced and finally got custody of my children, I thought maybe, just maybe I would have lost the psychotic bitch behind. But then again, your like genital warts, no matter how much I try to treat you, you just won't go away." I sarcastically stated. 

She laughs through the phone - but it isn't the type of laugh that sends joy but creates a coldness in your soul. "Oh Rommy, you do like to joke don't you." She muses down the phone. 

When she calls me 'Rommy' I can't help but grit my teeth. Multiple memories of her using her term of endearment to manipulate me into giving her money or forgiving her for her latest mistake or cheating scandal which she vehemently denied. I can't help but hate my younger, naive self for not divorcing her crazy ass years ago. 

"Well Liza, I know your crazy but your not stupid. You know why I am calling you." I stated. 

"Hmm... I'm not quite sure what you are talking about my sweet ex-hubby." She condescends. 

"Cut the shit Liza, what the hell are you playing at? You had an affair with Lewis? Renee's husband? What is wrong with you?!" I whisper shouted down the phone, hoping that no one else will hear my voice. 

"Well what can I say... Lewis was quite charming and couldn't seem to resist my sob story you know? Poor ex-wife unable to see her children because of her treacherous ex-husband and his shaming mistress. He was all too quick to hear my story and console me at one of his events." She explained. 

I can't help but feel my blood boil at her words. "You know that's not why you can't see the children anymore! You manipulative bitch. Just because you play a good mother in front of the media does not mean that you aren't are narcissistic and cold-blooded psycho." 

"Now, now, don't get too angry. I thought you would be happy that I have moved on! It's not like you can do anything about my public image, that's what the gag order is for Rommy!" Liza excitedly responds. 

"We both know that Lewis is not your type, he does not have the bank balance to keep you in check. I just can't understand what you're playing at!" I exasperated. 

"Well it's simple Rommy. Your little mistress got in my way and you know how I take things personally. I just could not let it slide." She breezily stated. 

"Liza, I don't know how many times I have to tell you. Me and Renee have never had any type of physical relationship. God, how many times do I have to tell you! For fucksake woman, I met her when we were divorced! She had no part in it! What the fuck is wrong with you?

"What's wrong with me?" Liza's voice turned cold. "What's wrong with me is that I lost my child support because of that bitch! She should have stuck her nose out of my business! My children have nothing to do with her! Funnily enough it was something that her sweet doting husband agreed with me about. He couldn't believe what she did to me." She mocked a sniffle. 

"Oh cut the bullshit, you know she had nothing to do with you losing the children. All she did was set light to what you were doing to Jack and Joseph. How long has it been since you called to see how they were? When was the last time you wished them a happy birthday? Liza you lost the children because they were covered with bruises after they spent a week with you! They had fingerprint bruising on them! You were lucky that the court didn't put you in prison for child abuse!" I shouted, finally losing my temper. 

"You can't prove it was me! The court were wrong! You took my children, you took my money! It was only fair that I return what you gave me!" She screams down the phone. I can't help but pull the phone away from ear. 

"Liza... I just don't get why your targeting Lewis."

"It's simple, I wanted to hurt her, which in turn turns you. You screw me, I screw you back, I'm a lady like that." Liza nonchalantly stated. 

Before I can even respond to her words, she hangs up the phone. I can't help but stare at the screen in disbelief.