"Did I not tell you to control?" It wasn't a question, it was a scolding. You had just gotten into a fight and beat up the other kid really bad. He was mad, or rather, disappointed, even though you weren't the one who started it.

"I expected better." He said with a hint of discontent in his voice as he watched you hold the ice pack against your head. You had anger issues, and as much as he understood your situation, you were getting into too many physical fights. He couldn't see his own child get so aggressive, he had to do something.

"Come home. We'll deal with this in peace." He said and walked out of the medical room, expecting you to follow.