Chapter 94. Our Girl

Damien’s POV

“Fuck me!” I groaned, opening my eyes, rubbing the back of my neck; it hurt like a mother fucker!

“I’d rather not; I know where you have been!!” My father’s dull voice cut through the air.

“Funny!” I barked, getting up off the ground. Still rolling my fingers over the achy muscles of my neck. “Did you snap my neck?” I asked, cracking my neck from side to side to soothe my angry muscles!

“You were being a whiny baby!” He snipped, running his hands along the worn arms of the chair he sat in, staring at me with his cold eyes.

“You mean I said something you didn’t agree with, and instead of talking it through like FUCKING adults, you snapped my neck!” I replied, my tone almost as cold as his eyes.

“I’ve looked your sister over...”

“Don’t call her that!” I snarled, interrupting my father as I sat beside Red, checking her over for signs my father had tampered with her.

He was apparently planning to ignore my statement!