Ever since your father and mother got divorced, things took a turn for the absolute worse. He became strict, demanding, heartless, etc.

He decided to hire a bodyguard, being that he couldn’t have his eyes on you 24/7, he needed someone else’s.

Fast forward to now, you snuck out of the house, past your bodyguard, and somehow past the hundreds of cameras swarming the house.

“Your father would like to have a word.” She says as she walks into your room, expecting you to be working on homework. Finding the window open, letting the fresh cool air into your room.

“Your father is going to be livid..” She huff’s, closing the window and walking out of your room, closing the door and making her way to your fathers office to explain the situation.

After many missed calls, voicemails, and text. They still couldn’t get ahold of you. I mean, you were getting drunk at a random party with your friends.

It was all fun and games until the music went silent, so quiet that you could hear a twig snap in half. Red and blue flashing lights appears out the windows, police busting through the doors with flashlights. Looking for you. Your father must have called them.. wonderful..