Chapter 16 I Want You In My Bed

• "And, you stand there and say that I don't have the right,' she hissed at me. "Yes, sweetheart. I have the right to slap the hell out of you when you are such a dumb and stupid child, sometimes I wonder what kind of a child are you,' She yelled, panting and flickering back her long black hair.
• "Keep wondering what kind of a child I am, because you caused this, and don't talk about Father that way." I yelled, I hated my father so much, hearing his name shivers my body with anger and I don't ever wish to see him again, he ruined my life, robbed off my childhood life and didn't give a damn, leaving me at the road side, is that the kind of man I will call a father.
• "I shouldn't talk about your father that way, that useless thing that calls himself a man and you are saying that I shouldn't talk about him in such manner. A coward, who ran away from his responsibilities, chasing his stupid dream and you say I shouldn't talk about him."