My dad grabs Nathan's neck and rips him from the closet "YOU FUCKING LITTLE PRICK, I SHOULD BREAK YOUR NECK JUST FOR LOOKING AT MY DAUGHTER"

" dad please let him go" I say frantically, everybody is looking at a full on Christian Grey freak out and I just want the ground to swallow me up as the tears drip from my eyes, I feel Ava behind me holding my waist, I think I was crumble if she didn't have hold of me.

"sir let him go! Get the girls to the car and I will deal with this" Taylor says to my dad, who is just looking at Nathan and if looks could kill I am pretty sure that Nathan would be 6 feet under.

"don't you EVER come near my daughter again! Or my niece for the t matter! If I find out you have so much as breathed the same air as them, . . Got that?" he growls.

"yyyesss sirrrr I.. I.. Understand" Nathan whispers and you can see that the great Christian Grey has put the fear of god into a 15 year old boy.

My dad shoves him out of his grip, straightens his coat, grabs my arm and pulls me out of the house with Ava walking with her head down behind us.

The drive home is in silence, I peek up at my father who is sat in front and all I see is the cold hard look I have only ever seen when he is on the phone thinking " someone is being fired"

As we pull up to our palatial home o. The sound my dad instructs Taylor to take Ava home to Kate and Elliot's and to inform elliot of the events that have gone down in the past 30 minutes.

"if you still have a phone later text me, if not I'll see you at Bellevue on Sunday for the family dinner, hey come on pheebs it's ok," she says as she wipes the tears from my eyes. " hey bright side! You got kissed! Even if it was interrupted by your dad almost killing the guy, you lost your lipginaty girl!" I giggle because even though I am pretty sure I will never see the light of day again, Ava's infectious laughter makes me feel better.

"PHOEBE GRACE GREY, GET IN THIS HOUSE NOW" my dad bellows

From the front door. "later pheebs, be brave" Ava whispers to me as I exit he car, and with my eyes down, dragging my feet and coat I pass my father on the threshold of our home and walk towards the family room where I know "the talk" will happen.

My mother is already sitting on the couch, as she looks up I see the confusion in her eyes and I know that my dad has not told her why I am home 4 hours before the party officially ends.

I talk my seat just as my father walks in, glaring at me and I know that this is going to be a long assed fight.

"Christian what is going on?" my mother asks as she cocks an eyebrow at my father.

"well Anastasia, remember a few weeks ago when you begged and pleaded with me to let our 13 year old daughter go to her first boy girl party and I refused but you pulled the "let them have a normal childhood card?" " well I knew that every little prick in Seattle would want to get cosy with our daughter and guess what? I WAS FUCKING RIGHT! He bellowed at my mother

"phoebe baby what happened? Did someone hurt you? You didnt take anything did you?" she looks at me with a scared look.

"nnnoooo...m..m..mom I didnt I.i.i." I stutter sob as my mother holds me.

"no anastasia I walked in on our daughter in a closet with a boy with his tongue down her throat. You are grounded young lady no phone, no computer no tv, no going to the grandparents this weekend total lockdown until I feel I can trust you again, do you understand?"

"Christian..."

"DON'T ANA! IF YOU DID NOT POUT AND DISOBEY ME AT EVERYTURN THIS WOULD NOT HAVE HAPPENED! PHOEOBE GO TO YOUR ROOM, BRING ME EVERY BIT OF TECH FOR COMMUNICATING YOU HAVE AND THEN YOU ARE NOT ALOUD TO LEAVE YOUR ROOM UNTILL I SAY! NOW GO!

I run from the room just as I hear my mother start screaming at my father, I get to my room lock the door, slide to the floor and cry like I have never cried before!