I stiffened, my heart beginning to race.
“It’s just a sweatshirt, Dad.”
“Don’t lie to me!” he snapped, stepping forward.
Just then, the door opened and Alec walked in. Dad turned his glare toward him.
“What the f**k did you do to my daughter? Where did you take her?”
Alec didn’t flinch. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. “We were out. Calm down.”
“Calm down?” My father barked, stepping closer. “You take her out in the middle of the night and she comes back looking like a slut?” His face turned a deep shade of purple. “I told you to stay away from her, you arrogant prick. You’re a bad influence, a thug, and I won’t have you dragging her down into your filth.”
“Maybe she likes the filth,” Alec replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
My father lunged forward.
“You watch you
