"nobody fucks with you." (tw)

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a/n: credits to whoever requested this !! (i can't remember i'm sorryy)

you couldn't wait until 4:00 to go home and see your wife. today felt like it was moving in slow motion, with the exception of the two surgeries you performed. you couldn't wait to be in your wife's arms.

you finished rounding post-op on your two patients, and walked to the break room to grab your things, when karissa calls.

"hey mama." you say, smiling.

"hey, so, i'm not too sure if you wanna come home or not."

"baby why? what's wrong?"

"your dad's here."

"what?! like-in our house here?!"

"yep. he just pulled in the driveway. i'm about to fucking blackout, morgan."

"i'll be there in 10 minutes, tops."

"kay." karissa hangs up, and you hurry to your car, making it home in 10 minutes.

you pull into the driveway, and stare at your dads car. karissa and your father were yelling at eachother on the front lawn.

"don't fucking touch me. you don't wanna fucking start with me, jimmy. i can't help that you're mad over a fucking thank you card. like bitch get the fuck over yourself. literally a 55 year old man tryna fight a 30 year old?"

"bitch it's giving creep." you say, laughing.

"im sorry." karissa mouths to you. "listen, jimmy. i just got home from work, and i'm really not about to deal with your yapping bullshit, so you can get the fuck off my property before i call the cops."

"i would think twice about that." he says, looking at karissa.

"bitch why, what are you gonna do? sit on me?"

"nah, i'll just beat the fuck outta you."

you laugh, "no you won't. karissa can take your ass down."

"then do it."

"swing first, tough guy."

you watch as your dad punches karissa in the jaw. she smiles. "weak ass bitch. babe, you're gonna have to pull me off, fair warning."

karissa swings, and punches your father in his stomach, repeatedly. "i told you, and i'll tell you again. you don't wanna fucking fuck with me."

he falls to the ground, and karissa gives him a black eye. she doesn't stop when he starts to bleed from his nose, instead she punches harder. he kicks her in the stomach, and slams her into the ground. he punches across her face, giving her the same black eye.

karissa gets herself up, and kneels over his body, and looks down at him. "you're a fucking shitty person, jim. and an even shitty father. this is for all the times you laid a fucking finger on your daughter." karissa delivers a final punch, and spits in his face. "don't you ever come here again, you understand? she doesn't wanna see you, and i don't either. you fucking disgust me."

he lets out a small nod, licking his cracked, bloody lips. "fuck you."

it was over quick. karissa said what she had to say, and stopped the fighting. she walks over to you, her hands raw and bloody.

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