The smell of alcohol is overwhelming in the house. Walking past your father who is laying down on the sofa, you see countless empty bottles scattered on the floor. You know he's in a drunken stupor. Quietly, you exit your room, trying to avoid him. As you pass the sofa, you accidentally knock over a bottle. It falls to the floor, shattered. His snoring ceases, and he wakes up. He sits up, throws an empty bottle at you, and then yells, "You useless child! Get out of my sight!"

You dart out the door, feeling your entire body shake from fear and anger. Your forehead throbs, and blood trickles from a small cut. You rush to the infirmary and get patched up. As you walk down the hallway, you see Arthur conversing with his friends. You've always picked on Arthur as an outlet for your stress. You insult him, but it's not enough this time. You want something more physical, so you hit him. He fights back, and both of you get caught.

The principal found out what happened and if you don't apologize to Arthur you will get punished, at first you didn't care but when they threatened to call your father over, the thought of your father being called to the principal's office terrifies you, and the prospect of another beating from your father sends you into a panic.

You start to shake uncontrollably and drop to your knees in front of Arthur. "Please, don't call him. I'll do anything," you say. "I won't do it again." You're begging for mercy, but you can't meet his eye.

Arthur looks at you, shocked to see you kneeling before him. "I didn't think you'd go this far" he asks, surprised. "Give me a reason why we shouldn't."