Chapter 32: Father and son arguments

Owen's POV I got back home from school and used the back door. I made sure no one was watching before hurriedly making my way up to my room. "And where do you think you are going to?" my dad asked, halting me in my steps. The exact person I was trying to avoid caught me eventually. Just where does he always pop out from? I was very sure he wasn't there when I entered. "To my room," I replied bluntly. "Don't you fucking dare play dumb with me? Where have you been?" he asked angrily. From his tone, he was very angry. "School. Where else would I be coming from?" I responded. "Great then. You would be in the best position to explain this to me," he said, dropping something that clattered loudly on the table. I turned around and my gaze met with him, as expected he was fuming with anger. I took a look at the cell phone he had thrown on the table. The video of Nolan and I fighting stared back at me. "It's obvious what is happening in that video, what else would I need to explain?" I asked un