That my mother will do pretty much anything to get what she wants.
A little over 2.5 years ago, my mom had insulted my girlfriend because I told her I wasn't moving to LA with her and my little brother because I was sick of her dropping everything (and making us do the same) and moving in with a new boyfriend. My mom calls my girlfriend a slut and that we are having sex (we weren't and still aren't) and that's why I wanted to stay, and that I would go move with her without question if I wasn't dating her. She continued to call her a ho and a bitch (all in Spanish, mind you) and a few more choice words.
Well we had it out then, probably for the first time ever because I wasn't going to let her insult someone she's met only 3 times before for less than an hour each time. Much less someone I really cared about.
Well, I told my girlfriend and she was upset, but not too much visibly. A few days later, she tells me she can't come to visit anymore because her mom didn't want her near or around my mom. I was a little miffed that she told her mom something I said in confidence, but I got over it because it is something deeply personal for her, and her and her family are about as close knit as they come, much more so for her and her mother.
"That's fair, mom was kind of a dick", I thought.
Fast forward about a month or so. It is now the day of my 19th birthday.
Everything is good, dad had come to visit early in the morning and left in the afternoon about 5PM-ish. (He usually stays an entire weekend, but because of something work related, he couldn't come on the weekend between my brothers and I'd brithday, he had to come on my birthday which was on a Thursday.)
Dad, girlfriend, and I had spent the day together, after classes of course, and just had a very good day in general.
So 5PM rolls around, and we start heading back to my car (I left it parked at my University because Dad was here, so why take separate cars lol)
We go out separate ways after our hugs and goodbyes, and my girlfriend and I go to drop off my brother at my house.
We get there, I go park under a tree near my house (about half an acre of farmland) and walk my brother inside the house. My girlfriend stayed inside the car, as her mom didn't want her near my mom.
I go drop him off, and start walking back to my car when I hear him calling out asking if he could go to my girlfriend's house to hang out with her little brother. I say sure, and tell him to ask Mom if he could go.
I'm walking back to the front door, and he comes back out again saying he couldn't go. "Sorry buddy," I say, "maybe next time."
I'm walking away again, when he calls out and asks if I could talk to her.
I agree, and in I go. Unknowingly into the shit storm that would ensure.