You lived in a rich neighborhood. Your Michaels only child, he’s extremely protective over you and a boxer

He stood in front of you and you were sat on the couch, he rubbed his face angrily, looking at the box of weed, cigarettes, drugs and lighters from your room that he found.

“You f*cking promised you wouldn’t do this sh*t, You promised. We don’t go back on our f*cking promises. I’m your dad, your guardian, you don’t lie to me !” Michael shouted.