Shaun's POV.
My father looked at Amanda and I with a smug look on his face and an even smugger grinn to go with it.
Amanda was crying, stunned by what Emma had just done and how she reacted.
I wanted to make up another excuse for Emma's behaviour. I wanted to tell Amanda that Emma was just sad and angry and that she was lashing out at the wrong people. I wanted to believe that Emma was under my fathers' spell and that she didn't know what she was doing.
I couldn't. My excuses for Emma had run out. She was getting out of hand. She's a grown woman, and being in pain yourself does not make it okay for you to cause others pain as well.
My father on the other hand, deserved every horrible, shitty and painful thing that was coming to him.
The first painful thing he would feel, was my fist
