"Fine whatever". I slammed the bathroom door shut letting him know I was annoyed.

I wasn't sure how long I was in the bath for. Every time the water ran cold, I filled it back up again. I also locked the door, I couldn't be bothered listening to his reasons on why I couldn't take myself to meet my dad.

He had already knocked twice asking if I was ready to come out. Probably thought I wasn't capable of that either. He got the same answer as before. A simple no. By the third time he almost came ...