A married man

Chapter two

The next day I was sitting on the couch with my laptop placed on my lap. Hayley was flicking through channels on the Tv and Sasha was on her laptop. Hayley was sat on the floor, in front of the tv. I opened my mouth to speak when someone banged on the door.
"Someone's pissed." Sasha said as we all turned to look at the door.
"Can't they see we have a bloody doorbell." I sighed as I placed my laptop down on the coffee table. As I climbed to my feet they knocked again.
"I feel like I might get stabbed if I open the door." I joked as I walked over to it.
"They might punch you in the face." Hayley smiled. I swung the door open and Dean pushed me aside. I stumbled, nearly tripping over.
"Where's your dad?!" He asked
"Out." I mumbled quietly
"Where?" He asked stepping closer.
"I don't know who you think you are but you need to get your ass out of here." Sasha glared.
"Not until I speak to her dad." Dean snapped as he shut the door. I went to walk back over to the couch but when he had pushed me I had twisted my ankle.
"Lori, you need some help?" Hayley asked while she climbed to her feet.
"I'm fine." I whispered as I stared down at the floor. Dean moved closer and he was about to lift me up before I said, "Don't. I'm fine." He stepped back and I walked back over to the couch pretending I wasn't in pain. Dropping down in my seat, I picked my laptop us.
"What are you doing?" Dean asked.
"Nothing." I replied
"Just go and wait for her dad in the kitchen." Sasha snapped. Dean growled at her before sitting down next to me.
"We've got to write an argument for and against capital punishment." I explained quietly.
"Want any help?" He questioned. I shook my head. I felt him reading my first few paragraphs against Capital punishment.
"So what has my dad done?" I asked as I hid the word document behind my internet tab.
"He is banging my sister." He mumbled
"Thats my dad." I muttered "cheated on my mum now he is cheating on Monica." Hayley stared at Dean. Carefully, he moved away from me to give us a inch gap between us. I looked at him.
"I think your friend will hurt me." He said as he gestured to Hayley.
"She wont. But Sasha will hurt you." I said. Sasha and Dean exchanged a look before Dean looked back at my laptop screen.
"Your dad said you were a painter." He said quietly. I nodded slightly.
"I'm sorry, but who the fuck us this?" Hayley asked
"A guy." I told her
"Just a guy?" He asked as he stared at me. He let out a sigh.
"I'm Dean." He said "and I work with her dad."
"Okay, just a guy." Hayley turned back to the Tv.

After about ten minutes of Dean sitting extremely close to me, my dad opened the door and walked in. Dean stood up and he followed dad into the kitchen. There were a few shouts before it went silent. I peered into the kitchen to see they had gone outside.