I lived at my parents house my first year of college at UL after I graduated high school. After I turned 18 and graduated high school I guess I was feeling all grown up. I had a girlfriend who I let sleep over, even though this was a well established rule at my house with ZERO TOLERANCE.
My dad worked nights all my life, going in at 10:00 p.m. and getting off at 6:30 a.m. I left for work at 6:30 a.m. so my girlfriend and I were out of the house before he got home. However, my mom knew what was going on and she told my dad. He gave me a very clear warning that even though I graduated high school and was 18 as long as I lived under his roof I followed his rules.
Well, the next night she slept over again and my dad left work early to see if I was heeding his warning. He swung my door opened, grabbed me by the neck, and pinned me against the wall in the living room before I was fully awake. My feet were dangling 6" off of the floor while he was hollering in my face that he is going to beat me up like a man since I wanted to act like one.
Surely my best friend who was sleeping on the couch would wake up and pull my dad off of me before he beat me to a pulp, right?!?! WRONG! He acted like he was sleeping the whole time and didn't even get off the couch! When I asked him why he didnt helpe he said, "Dude, your dad is huge and he is a marine! You were already getting your *** kicked, there was no reason for me to get mine kicked too." What a friend, huh?
Get my *** kicked I did. Not sure if he closed his fist while hitting me or not but I know I had welps all over my head for a week. My girlfriend also heard the *** whooping and that was the last time she came over to my house and definitely the last time I had a girl sleep over.
That week I started saving for my own place and moved out 3 months later.
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