Dad reacted badly

Their dad got home around midnight, drunk and angry.

"Your mom lost her job."

"Yeah," Matt said. "I heard. She said she wouldn't put out for her boss and he fired her."

"Unlikely. Probably caught her putting out for someone else."

"What?"

His dad poured himself a tumbler full of cheap scotch and drank it down like water.

"You heard me."

If his sister was a younger, hotter version of their mom, his dad was what he hoped he wouldn't become if he survived. Yeah, women seemed to find his dad attractive but he was a jerk with just the beginnings of a gut. And right now, he was hanging around, a tumbler of cheap scotch in one hand and his cigarette in the other.

"Karen and I will put what we earn to help pay the rent."

"Thanks for nothing." He took a deep inhale from his cigarette, then threw the butt on the floor and stomped on it. "This is bullshit."

"Look, I'm sorry I screwed up in school. I'm sorry I made us move somewhere where we couldn't afford it. I'm trying to help."

"Trying to help." His father made it clear he was mimicking Matt's voice. "Some help you are. We moved into this house because you failed. We're paying more than we can afford in rent for this dump because you failed. And now you're chasing pussy all day when you should be staying home and helping your sister."

"So far we've both been getting all As in our classes. Admittedly there've only been a couple of quizzes and homework. Still--"

"Still nothing."

"I'll do better."

"I'm sick of this family. I think it's time for me to move on and you, you ungrateful snot, are the worst of the lot."

"Sorry, dad. I am grateful. I know you're making sacrifices to help Karen and me prepare for our futures. I already said I'll try harder."

His dad waved his hand. "Promises. You know what they can buy you. Nothing." Then he stood, threw another cigarette on the floor without even bothering to stomp on this, poured and chug-a-lugged the last of his scotch, and walked out the front door. "I'm out of here."