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Low and behold, my father barged into my house again to yell at me. Alex wanted to fight and push him off, but I held him back. The sooner he lets all his anger out, the sooner he'll leave. Alex is looking at me with worry as I stood in front of my father berating me. Alex took my hand in his, making me smile. It made me feel better than if I have someone who understands me.

"I never knew you would stoop so low as to hire a fucking prostitute to piss me off." My father spat on my face.

"He's not a fucking prostitute." I defended Alex, pushing him behind me. "He's my boyfriend and what he does for a living is none of your fucking business! And you know what? I'm genuinely fucking tired of you running into my home only to yell at me. For fuck's sake, I never do anything right in your eyes! Everything I do is fucking wrong. You go out of your goddamn way to pick on the things that I do wrong! I'm so fucking tired of you. Get the fuck out!" I screamed at his face.

I finally had enough. I
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