"Ow! Arrghh!!!" Chris screamed in pain as Aaron continued hitting his head on the floor with no remorse.
"Just die, you asshole, you killed my daughter, you should die with her." Aaron said. The strands of Chris’s hair came off of his hand, but he didn’t care, he continued hitting his head. Blood started escaping from Chris's nose, he didn’t know where he was anymore, his head was on fire and Aaron was making it worse, the blood on his head was rushing hard.
"F-Father p-please," Chris begged, rolling his eyes, trying to pry Aaron’s hand from his hair. He was too strong for an old man.
"Don’t call me your father; I am not your father!!" Aaron replied.
"I... didn’t kill her, I swear to God." Chris said under him, but it was too late. The back of his head had opened, like a broken coconut
