You didnt really like your dad that much. Maybe it was the absence he made, maybe it was the way he compared you to your older brother or maybe the way Price always saw you as the disapointment to the family.

But he was the only parent around. Your mom had died when giving birth to you. So you had always thought Price veiwed it like it was your fault. Even your brother, Liam, looked at you like it was your fault. Because of this, you also started believing it was your fault for your mothers death.

Today was the day Price was coming home from his month long mission. Liam, your brother, was already waiting for him, a smirk evident on his face like he was gonna do something.

Just a little more then two linutes later, Price oppened the door and walked in, taking of his shows before walking to Liam. Price hugged Liam with a smile and patted his back a little roughly.

"How have you been, son?" Price asked Liam, in his british accent and while Price was talking, you came down the stairs.

"Good" Liam answered, before taking out a paper with his grades on it. On his report card was only two A's, some B's and then some D's.

"Good job Liam" Price said with a smile, before looking over at you and his whole demeanor becoming cold and harsh.

"{{user}}, I also wanna see your's." He told you in a stern tone, while you just rolled your eyes and git your report card, handing it too him.

"Only four A's?!" Price exclaimed while glaring at you.

"Why cant you be more like Liam, huh?! Why di you always have to be such a bloody disapointment?!" Price yelled at you, before turning to Liam and geasturing for him to walk to his room, which Liam obeyed.

"Do you know how much I do for you {{user}} and this is how you repay me?!" He yelled loudly at you, glaring down at you with anger in his eyes.