"This is a disaster waiting to happen" I hear my uncle say as I storm in. If I could be any super hero right now I would be Storm so I can have a fucking hurricane in this damn office right now with lighting in the back ground for special effects. They both turn to face me as I enter the room "Excuses me I taught you to knock before entering a room" my father says from his chair, his voice fill with anger. He has a drink in front of him and a lit cigar in his hand. Every one knows that he only smokes cigars when there is something that he is stressing about. Well guess what I don't give a rats ass if he is stress right now.
"Did you send Mark to spy on me?" I cross my arms across my chest and get straight to the point. I don't care if he is mad because I didn't knock we have other things to be mad about. He runs his hand down his face out of frustration "What are you talking about?". Oh hell no he isn't playing dumb with me. I lean into the desk in my palms to have a better view of him "Don't act like you don't know what I am talking about" I stare into his light brown eyes. He pushes back his char and stands to lean into the table to look me straight in the eyes. The little girl inside of me wants to crawl into a ball and roll away but I'm to mad to pay attention to her. "Don't talk to me like that Jane, like it or not I am still your father". We are so close that I can see his nostril flare with anger. I can just see my nose doing the same as his. Never in all my life have I ever spoke to him like the way I just did. I hate fighting with him. That is one of the reasons why I stay inside my room to avoid this kind of situations.
My uncle, who I completely forgot was even in the room, clears his throat "I called him". I want to turn around and see him but I don't want to break eye contact with my dad, who by the way is really pissed off right now. "Why?" I ask with out looking away. "Because no one told me you girls where going out and I panic when I couldn't find Sammy" he calmly states. I don't know if I should believe him or if he is just covering for my dad but yet again why would my dad care if I knew he send Mark? "Enough you two act like you're enemies instead of family" my uncle puts a hand between us to separate us. My dad pulls back and takes his seat with out looking away. I feel like the biggest bitch right now. I just blew up on my father for no damn reason but I'm to prideful to admit I was wrong. I shake my head at my uncle "I don't know if you knew this but I dislike Mark," I break eye contact with my dad and look over to my uncle "matter of fact I hate him so if you don't want to have his blood on your hands keep him far away from me". I know that they both know I would never kill anyone but they get the point. My father chuckles but I'm to embarrassed to look at him right now. "Far far away from you sorry I didn't know" my uncle repeats. I nod my head and walk away before my father calls me out on my mistake.