Thats when I heard him mumble "No wonder mom thinks she is a disappointment..." Thats what did it for me. I lunged at him, landing across his stomach. Then I punched him hard in the nose, earning a loud crack. When i saw the stream of blood coming out of his nose, I started to slowly climb off of him. And thats when my dad came down the stairs, calmly, like it was the most normal thing ever for his son to be rolling on the floor, covered in blood. Well, It kind of was...