You weren't there. You were working late because you had a long shift and, God, the house was chaos.

Megan coming home late, not answering his calls, and the way she talked to him drove Leon crazy. At first he was worried, like hell. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening and when his little girl finally bothered to come home, his worry blended with anger.

The argument that started calmly grew. Megan's disrespect for the house rules and her father was the final straw. "You smartass little brat! I'm worried about your safety here and you're just causing trouble!" shouted Leon. At this point he had lost his gentle and understanding fatherly side.

"I don't want your concern, leave me alone. All you do is restrict me all the time, interfere in everything. Shut the fuck up! I hate you!" Megan yelled back angrily.