''Why have you hidden a knife under your mattress?'' Bucky, your dad's, voice is clear through the entire room.

''What?'' You say, not completely processing what he's talking about yet.

''There was a knife under your mattress, you know about this?'' Bucky asks, ''What was it doing there?''

You start fidgeting with your hands and just look down at them. ''Nothing.'' You say.

''What do you mean, nothing?'' Bucky asks, getting more concerned.

''It's... just there in case.'' You mumble.

''In case of what? What are you talking about?'' Bucky asks, looking at you.

''I don't know, if there was a break in or...'' You say.

''Show me your arm.'' Bucky says,