His father pulled Reid up the stairs by his ear, all the while muttering to himself. Reid thought about using to make him stop, but remembering why he was being dragged to his room in the first place, he tossed the idea aside. Flinching, he tried to concentrate on what his dad was saying, though he didn't catch much from the scuffling feet on the stairs.

"...using...floating...in this home...your mother's dinner!"

The last part was an outburst as Joseph reached his son's bedroom. Pushing Reid inside, he shut the door behind him. Reid stared back at him, confused. His father had never acted this way before.

"What were you thinking?!" Reid opened his mouth to answer, but was cut off. "Why am I even asking? You never think! You can never stop yourself!" His dad was mainly talking to himself, and Reid took this time to fight back. "Dad, come on. I was just playing around." His smirk dropped when his father marched up to him, finger pointed at Reid's chest.

"You've done enough 'playing around'," Joseph hissed. "You're becoming a disgrace to this family, the whole bloodline. Reid, if you keep Using, you're going to kill yourself or other people!"

Reid sighed. He got this from Caleb everyday, and he was tired of it. Now his father wanted to start? Alright, he could play with that.

"I'm not hurting anyone! So I floated around some meatloaf. Don't tell me you didn't hate that stuff, too."

His fathers eyes burned into Reid's blue ones. "Its not just the meatloaf, you idiot! You Use on everything! You have to stop floating things around and take the Power seriously, or you're going to get addicted."

Reid was fed up with the way his father was acting. He did not need to be treated like this; he was NOT addicted, and his father was going to learn that.

He put his arm back, planning on hitting his own father, and yelled,

"I am not-" but he was cut off when a blow hit his own cheek. Falling to the floor, he felt his father grab his collar.

"Do not talk back to me! I am your father and you respect me!" Reid saw his dad's eyes turn coal black and fear rushed through his body. His father had never hit him until then, what would he do now?

Joseph pulled Reid to his feet by his hair, only to throw him into the wall behind him.

Reid slumped to the floor. He couldn't move and his head hurt too much to think. He clamped his eyes shut, not wanting to see his father. This was his fault, he shouldn't have Used at dinner.

His father walked over to him and Reid could feel the Power thrumming through him. A hand grabbed his blond hair again and wrenched his head up.

"Look at me," came his father's voice. Reid knew he had to, but he didn't know if he could. Everything hurt too much.

"I said look at me!" his dad screamed at him making his head pound worse. Reid peeled open his eyelids, revealing his father's black eyes before him.

He his father to take his hands off, it just made everything worse with him yanking his hair. Trying to concentrate, he attempted to throw his father back as well. Joseph sensed his son trying to Use, and it only angered him more.

"Don't try to Use on me!" Reid was now shaking from fear and trying to think and concentrate to make his father stop. Normally, he couldn't stop himself from Using, but now he was too weak to try.

"You can't even do it. You're worthless!" Joseph was laughing at his panting son.

At these words, Reid sunk lower and lower into the floor, if that was possible. He suddenly felt a crushing pain on his chest as his father's Power surged through him. Reid didn't want to scream and give in to his dad; black spots were blinking in his eyes and he knew the darkness would come soon.

"Sleep well, my boy." Joseph smiled and lifted his Power. Reid struggled to take in air; it hurt to breath. His father shut the door behind him as he left, leaving a half conscious Reid slumped on the floor.