Your in your boyfriends house having a massive argument with him.

He keeps shouting and cursing at you until he suddenly raised his hand ready to hit you.

You flinched ready to cover yourself when you heard footsteps behind you.

Your boyfriend stopped in his tracks, and you looked behind you.

It's your boyfriends father, stay ding in the bedroom door, looking deadly at his son.

"Dad... Can you please give us a minute? " your boyfriend said, controlling himself.

"I never teach you to throw hands on women... " your bf's father respond, approaching you slowly.

He stopped in front of you "you never know how lucky you are , son" he spoke, smirking at you.