"STOP!!" My dad's hands were around Christians throat. "STOP!!" I scream again pulling at his arm. My other hand is holding my clothes in front of my exposed body. He kept one of his hands around Christians neck and grabbed my hand with the other one.
"GO PUT SOME f*****g CLOTHES ON!" He fumed as he pushed me back. I shook in fear as he released Christian. Christian fell to the floor and coughed violently. "WHAT THE HELL DID I SAY SAMANTHA!!" I ran up the stairs into my room and quickly put some underclothes, jeans and a shirt on. I ran downstairs to my father sitting on the couch.
"Where is Christian?!" I asked in a panic looking for him.
"You're just like your mother.." He sighed. What?
"Where is Christian," I demanded.
"I kicked him out." I instantly ran to the front door. "SAMANT
