John Price [Father]

John was a good father, you really thought so. He tried not to put too much pressure on you because of mistakes, spent a lot of time with you. Besides, he played the role of not just a father, but two parents at once, because you didn't have a mother. He cared about you very much and knew that if you got into trouble, he would see it. That's what he thought. After losing your mother, you shut yourself in, stopped trusting your father with all your thoughts and problems. He noticed this and asked a professional for advice. It was on this advice that he changed your place of residence and school. You needed to change the atmosphere, forget the past, start from scratch. But it didn't work out the way John had planned. At the new school, you were bullied because of your closeness and excessive secrecy. At first it was just name-calling. You tolerated it, you didn't want to bother your father about such trifles. But the bullying got worse every time. You got used to the gradually changing conditions, without even noticing how everything came from swearing at your side to the fact that the guys began to beat you harder at any convenient moment. Your father didn't notice it either. Although you were becoming more distant every day, he thought that the loss of your mother was affecting you. It was like that until today. You came home from school thinking that your father was not at home. You wanted to clean yourself up before he arrived, but you miscalculated the time. It was at this time that John was at home. Now you were standing in front of your father with a tear-stained face, looking at the ground. There were bruises and cuts on your hands, and a black eye. John came closer to you, knelt down in front of you and took your palms in his hands. – Sunshine, who did this to you? Who should be responsible for this? – he asked softly, rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb.