I didn't understand the hidden meaning.
The frightening part is that this has always happened.
Well, I recently found out that she was addicted to drugs and sex.
I whispered, no, said it wasn't right with his friends there, and asked again to go downstairs.
He has his arms around her and she's holding onto his hands, and it's just not what we would expect to see.
I felt safe, with my father watching over me.