My Savior 🔞 ( Part One )

Humiliated

"We apologize for this unpleasant visit Mr O'Hara, but we had to take your son home because he started a fight with a stranger by the lake. And on the top, he is intoxicated. We've warned him several times before, but alas, we have to do it, once again and for last. Next time we'll take him to the police . He has to pay for the things he's destroyed. For Mr. O'Hara's luck, the person who he attacked wasn't harmed to the point that he needed to be hospitalized. Unlike your son..."
Said the old fart next to me, giving a strict look, thinking I'd get threatened. Fuck it. The only thing that was threatening me , is his smelly armpit.
I got a seriously bad punch back there. I didn't remember it , but there were people who witnessed it. Guess my eye will be swollen for a week . So will be my left face. Great.
"I apologize on behalf of my child. I'll make sure this thing won't happen *ever* again . He's closer to 30 than 20 yet he thinks he's still a child and can get away with everything he does "
Of course I can. That's what money is for.
It kept going on and on between my father and the police officer. I barely heard more. The last thing I remembered, that I threw the fuck up on him and for it my mother facepalmed and started to apologize. I think for like a thousand times.
Once the pigs were gone, my father closed the door, trying to keep it cool.
"William O'Hara!! Are you out for your damn mind ?? How old are you?  14 ?? We leave you from time to time and have to come back to this??  This is unacceptable behavior! One more time and we'll send you away! You hear me ?  Look at this mess!  You don't want to work, you skip classes ! I give you money so you won't cause problems. But here we go!  I'm sick and tired of you being so careless and  stupid! I will give you this year to decide what you want to do with your life!  If you can't choose, I will choose for you!"
I rolled my eyes. As much as I still was able to do. I doubted he'd say it seriously. But then...the person who I expected the least, punched me the hardest
"Rowan, perhaps he's just lonely. Maybe it's time to get himself a *personal* assistant"
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A...what now??
"Mm.. "
Yeah I never really liked that sound from my father. It meant he was thinking about some punishment. But I'm a fucking adult! Maybe I don't act like one but I am one! They can't treat me like this! I don't need a fucking babysitter. I'll fuck them up .
"We'll talk about it tonight. You should not go anywhere anymore today  or  better expect the consequences"
This is it? I'm being grounded? Yes I drank, yes I started a fight. So? I'm adult. They can't do this to me! I do whatever I please ! I ain't waiting for no fucking "assistant". There is no a damn way I'll tolerate this humiliation. In the name of O'Hara, I will step and speak up
..that's how I planned but there it came again. The ray of vomit , right on my mother's favorite carpet.
That just signed me up for the babysitter who I didn't ask for.
But let's see about it, and how long he will actually last .
The rest of the day was filled with tension. As much as I could perceive of it. I spent most of  the time in the solitude of my room. Annoyed at why my parents want to ruin my life with an unnecessary *nuisance* . Talking about it, what do they want a person to assist me with? However, I'll make sure they won't stay more than few days.
Night arrived , it was time for dinner. Otherwise, I would have been a little happy to have dinner with my parents. But not this time. Although whatever happened it happened because of me, still it would not have been important for them to take the matter so seriously, but there we go. I tried to prepare myself as much as I could to listen my dad's ranting now that I was a little sober . But taking painkiller and a nap, obviously didn't help shit.