Chapter Twenty Three

"God.... are you okay?"

"Thandy are you okay?"

"Are you okay?"

My little sister, my best friend and my mom asked the second my dad walked out of the room. They were hoovering over me wanting to check my busted lip.

I was still touching where dad hit me and I was sure that my dad's hand was probably hurting, coz my jaw felt like it needed to be replaced..

"Honey are you okay?" Maa Sophia asked again and I nodded,

"I'm good, I'll be good... I've had worse so I'm really okay..."

"Worse?" My sister said, "what could be worse than getting punched on your lip.."

I rolled my eyes to the obvious answer, "Umhh... getting hit by a car while you are in your car.... so yah dad didn't break me..."

"This is not funny...." Maudy said and it was like she suddenly hit a spot,

"Why the fuck would it be funny? My father just fucken punched me like I'm some criminal and you think I think this is funny!"

They all looked at me a