Lowey

I said bye to everyone, and ran home a fast as I can. We ran at about 256.67 miles per hour. I carefully, oh so carefully, that only the nothingness could hear me. We slid in as quiet as possible, but someone must of heard us. Footsteps approached us. I turned around fast. A unhappy face looked down at us.
"Where the *Cussword* have you two been!" He yelled.
I looked at him. He looked like he was going to pop a vein. You know, he was never really a happy man. Except when he was young. He was cursing every word he could, which leads down to he is VERY upset. I looked at him, then over to Pawa, who was cringing.
“Do you know what time it is?!” He yelled. I looked at the clock. 8:23. No, now 8:24.
“Eight. Twenty-four.” I said. “Why does it even matter? I’m a ‘big girl’ now.” He looked at me with a face that if anyone else had it, they would be going to the ER. I gulped. Pawa gulped. Dad cursed. His head was vein-lined, like flat land covered with rivers that stuck out of the ground. He went up to a wall and punched it. Pieces of drywall (or that’s what I think it is) fell onto the ground and its dust covered his hand.
“You were with a boy, weren’t you? Was it Seraphi? Because if it was I am going to find him and skin him alive.” He yelled.
“What?! No! Dad, don’t think like that! What if I was? Why would it matter! What do you have against guys?” I looked at him. His eyes were filling up with tears.
“Do you know why I hate men? Because men captured me! Men tortured me! Men made me who I am!” He screamed. I hope none of the neighbors are listening to this, but I might need this as evidence if he murders us.
“What?” I said confused. Like all dads, they like to tell stories of their past. He was not one of those dads, so this was new stuff to me.
“Sit down.” He pointed to the couch with a shaking finger.
“Let me tell you a story. A long time ago, I was in the military. My partner, Leuchan LaChance, and me were on a mission to explore the rocky mountain much northeast of here. When we were exploring, we were ambushed. Men took us to a lair where we where tortured and mistreated. After what seemed like years, rescue came and saved me, but from malnourishment, Leuchan died. I went home and got retired from the army. I had a very bad fear of men, not even therapy helped. I had to go to an all girl collage. That is where I met your mom. That is it.” He sighed.
“Well you tell me one thing; why do you hate Seraphi so much?” I asked just out of curiosity.
“Because his face looks like the leader of the men who captured me.” He said.
“You are not getting any dinner tonight. Go to bed.” He said as he walked towards his bedroom. I heard him mutter: “If I find him I will beat the living daylights out of him.” That’s a little harsh, don’t you think. I plopped down on my bed. Pawa plopped down on this one too.
“Hey get off, you’re making the bed lean that way.” I joked.
“Fine… Hey! Did you just call me fat?!” She said as she wobbled over to her bed. I closed my eyes I was out.