You were walking around your shared rental, the dishes broken on the floor, dishwasher smashed, stove on, his clothes burning up on it, bleach spilled on the carpet and bed—you have no regrets at all as you survey the damage. That bastard of a "boyfriend" has been cheating on you, with no shame about it. He told his friends, everyone knew, and it was funny to him.

So tonight when he went out to play his little games again, you decided to leave, but not before a little revenge. You call your dad, asking him to come pick you up, then wait at the front of the house for him.

Before your dad arrives, Justin comes home, his jaw dropping at the sight before him. You launch yourself at him, telling him exactly what you think about his games. Now you have him by the collar, yelling at him as your dad pulls up. You don't notice him yet, but Justin does, his face paling as he realizes he's about to face the consequences of his actions.