~~~Two weeks later~~~

*sals house*
*sals POV*

"Sally boy do you want a beer!?" Murr shouts at me from the kitchen. Yeah.... bring one for Q too. Murr agreed and he walked in carrying three beers.

" So are you guys all ready to go on tour tomorrow?" Joe asks while causally sipping his non-alcohol aqueous martini.

Actually yes, I want to get away from all this for a while.

" I don't blame you buddy." Q says.

Knock on door

"I'll get it." Q says while standing up. 

Who could be here I'm not expecting anyone?  I watched Q open the front door and turn back shocked. 

Who is it?  He looked at me nervously then answered.

"Your father."

My mind went blank. Without saying anything I stood up and walked to the door. " Hello son." He says trying to walk in. Why are you here? I say sternly.

" Can't a father just drop by to see his son?" 

"You need to leave!" Q shouts from behind me. I turned around and ran into the kitchen. I slammed the door and just stood there. I heard talking and decided to eavesdrop on the conversation my father and Q were having.

" I know what you did to him you sick fuck! You belong in prison!" Q shouts at him.

" I dont know what your talking about." He replies back.

" I want to see my son!" 

"NO!" A voice called out.

I couldn't tell which one of them was shouting. "Joe! Murr! Help!" Q calls out. I opened the door and ran out. I pushed my friends away and tackled my father to the ground. I pounced on his stomach and punched him as hard as I could. " SAL! SAL! SAL STOP!" Joe shouts pulling me off of him. I started crying as Murr and Q pulled up my bloody father and held him tightly. It Took me years to get over what you did to me! I shout at him

"Awww....poor you!" He says spitting blood out of his mouth.

" You think you were miserable because I raped you. I raped you because you were miserable!"

I fell back shocked. He struggled to break free from Q and Murr. Let him go.

" But sal!" Murr yells.

LET HIM GO! He's not worth it. They let go of him and he opened the door to walk out.

"Whatever you have to tell yourself." He says slamming the door.