"How could you let her be so reckless?" Aunt Lisa scolded him. "I wasn't. I trained her and ive seen her fight. She is good. Better than good, actually, and I'm proud of her." He said proudly, smiling down at me. "You have got to be kidding me. So this is all your fault then," Luca shouted. Everyone just lost it, they were all shouting talking over each other and my head was pounding at that point. "ENOUGH." I shouted, and they all shut up and looked at me. "You, you have no right to tell me what I can or can't do. You may be my brother, but you're not my father! You, you have no right either. Yes, your like a brother to me, but I'm not five years old anymore." I told Luca and Marcus and turned to Aunt Lisa. "Please don't be mad at Uncle Jack, this really wasn't his fault, but honestly do
