"Ouch..." I groan in pain, as he hugged me tightly.

"Oh...sorry, Ely. That good for nothing won't get away with this. I promise you that."

"Mr judge calm down. I'm alright. You don't need to do anything. It's all my fault." I say. My dad can be over protective at times. On top of that, he's a lawyer.

"Oh, Ely. You're sure you didn't hit your head or something?" He chuckles.

"Dad, I didn't?" I try thinking if I actually did. Maybe but it doesn't have anything to do ...