Off The Record
My Mother Sent Me A Frantic Video Message, And When I Saw What My Father Had Done To Her, I Was Horrified
Annie is lounging about on her Saturday, browsing social media, when her mother sends her a video message. Annie finds out that her mother is terrified and alone because of one of her father’s practical jokes as she presses play. Determined to give her father a hard lesson, Annie dashes to her parents’ house.
I never thought my dad would get this far with one of his stupid jokes, but we made it through it. My mom sent me a video message earlier today, and for a few second, my heart stopped.
I still find it difficult to comprehend what I witnessed even hours later. I wasn’t prepared for what I saw.
Allow me to briefly recap the events that led up to this and provide you with some background. You could describe my dad as “old school.” He exudes a sullen attitude, as though he’s never fully adapted to modern life and is a throwback to the 1970s.
Although he’s not a horrible man, he may be incredibly hard to get along with at times. He’s not into long talks or heart-to-hearts. Rather, he embraces his playful side and lets go of some of his irritation while he’s at home. He finds these innocent, bothersome little jokes hilarious, but my mother just rolls her eyes and sighs at them.
Most of the time, Dad makes incredibly dumb mistakes like misplacing Mom’s keys just before she leaves or hiding her spectacles when she’s looking for them. These jokes have always irritated me, although they’re not too outrageous.
Except today.
Dad made the decision to truly surpass himself today.
My parents’ residence was around twenty minutes away from my tiny flat. My mother’s message popped up on my phone as I was going about my business, enjoying a soft drink, and browsing TikTok.
A video message.
Her voice was muffled and a little wobbly, and that was all I could hear through the dark hole. As if she were terrified of something.
It’s when I started to feel a little anxious. Messages via video were not Mom’s thing. Sincerely, I didn’t think she was capable of doing it. I could tell right away that something wasn’t right.
I hit the play button, and she appeared. She was hiding in a corner and muttering as if someone or something was going to find her, but the camera was all wonky.
Breathing into the phone, “Annie,” she said. “Your dad locked me in the basement, sweetheart. Could you please come assist me? He finds this amusing. only to be able to eat in peace. Annie, I believe there are mice or rats in the basement. Come on over right away.”
How the hell about it?
I almost dropped my phone on the ground because I was so stunned. Stuck in the cellar? Was she kept in the basement by him? And it was meant to be humorous?
It seems that my dad, in all his “wisdom,” had determined that locking my mother in the basement was the best way to have dinner in peace. Only so she wouldn’t have to remind him to eat his vegetables in the middle of an important football game? His cholesterol didn’t really concern him.
When I immediately tried to contact her again, the call went straight to voicemail.
“Pick up, pick up, pick up!” I whispered.
My mind instantly went into overdrive. Until anything went far beyond what she could handle on her own, my mother never asked for assistance. She was a strong, independent woman. She had to have some significance—after all, she had lived with my father for years. However, she also harbored a strong fear of enclosed spaces and darkness.
She was now imprisoned in the basement and had stopped responding to her phone calls. Dad had definitely gone too far on this one.
I sent her a text, but I got no reply.
“Maybe her phone died, Annie,” I reasoned with myself. “She must be so afraid… and livid.”
I was aware that I needed to reach her right away.
Taking hold of my keys, I quickly fled my apartment. I swear, I made it in twelve, even though my parents are around twenty minutes away.
I was furious the entire drive because I knew how this was going to end. My father believed he was smart, but if there’s one thing I got from him besides his eye color, it’s his ability to plot effective retaliation.
The moment I turned into our street, I thought to myself, “I can’t believe the nerve of this man.”
I didn’t even bother knocking on the door when I went to the residence. I let myself in with my spare key. I entered the house and immediately heard the TV blaring in the living room in muted sound.
Classic Dad.
Most likely, he was sitting there shoving meat into his face. Dinner on Saturdays was always steak at home. He had no idea that I was going to teach him a lesson as well.
My immediate destination was the basement. It turned out that the door was locked, but the key was hanging on the hook next to it.
I knocked gently, and the sound of my mother’s relieved voice pierced the wood.
She said, “Honey, is that you?”
Yes, Mom, it’s me, I said. “Hang tight, we’re getting you out of there.”
My mother didn’t even appear angry when she came out after I had unlocked the door. She simply appeared worn out. However, there was a sparkle in her eye that suggested she also wanted to exact revenge on my father.
“Dad’s still in the living room,” I said. “He didn’t even hear me come in.”
“Oh? Is he still relishing his win, then?”
“Yeah, well, that’s going to be short-lived, Mom,” I replied.
My father has a particular affection for his “throne.” He bought this absurd electric recliner a few years ago with far too much money. True, it’s sad and pitiful, but he loves it more than anyone else in the world.
The chair includes USB ports, a massage function, and heated cushions. He handles it in our house as though it were sacrosanct.
Of course, I took my vengeance on it.
When I told my mother about the plan, she chuckled tensely. We tiptoed over to the living room, where Dad was still engrossed in his game and eating his dinner.
Silently, I disconnected his priceless chair from the wall. What’s the best thing, then? This individual was completely unaffected. I then pulled out a small tube of super glue I had gotten from the kitchen as my mother watched.
Still completely bewildered that my father didn’t realize I was in the room, right next to him, I smeared it over the buttons of the chair.
Mom and I returned to the kitchen after that. Silently, we sat on the bar stools while Mom unwrapped a tub of cookies for us to eat.
Halftime of the game was ten minutes later. Dad tried to push the button to recline, and we could hear him shifting in his chair. Nothing took place. He scowled and gave it another push, more force this time.
Nothing yet.
He said, fumbling with the controls, “What the heck?” Then I caught sight of it. the instant he realized what was happening.
In an attempt to stand up, he began tugging at the armrests, but his hands became trapped. His expression went from bewilderment to pure terror.
“What’s wrong, Frank?” As she walked into the living room, Mom inquired.
He grumbled, “The damn chair is broken!”
“Oh really? Perhaps it’s because you abuse it. However, wasn’t everything okay before you shut me down in the cellar?” Mom enquired.
My dad’s eyes got bigger.
“You failed to… Hold on!” “How did you escape?” he inquired.
“Annie,” Mom murmured.
I left the kitchen, where I was listening to their chat on the recording device.
I said, “Smile for the camera, Dad.” “This is going in the family group chat!”
“You wouldn’t dare, Annie!” He growled at me while desperately trying to free his locked hands.
I replied, “Oh, but I would.”
I hit submit, and soon after, the responses began to come in. My father detested being perceived as someone other than his typical self-presentation. He wished that no one would see the true him. And here he was, this hideous creature.
“I’m taking Mom home with me for the rest of the weekend,” I said. “You can figure out how to get yourself off your throne.”
Mom hurried upstairs to prepare an overnight bag for herself. I was reluctant to part from her with Dad. However, I don’t think he’ll be confining anyone in the basement very soon.
How would you have responded in that situation?
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