Bebé De Supervivencia

Chapter 1

I sit at the dining table picking at my cold peas while trying to ignore the stares I know I'm getting. I just came home from work and from the atmosphere I know they've all heard the news.

I lost my job today.

Just one more thing for them to add to my list of failures I guess.

As I poke at the overcooked chicken ready to shove it down my throat once again there's a loud bang on the table and I jump in my seat.

My dad had slammed his hand so hard on the table that my glass of wine fell to the ground and shattered.

I cringe visibly as I think of all the good wine I would have chugged down to get me through this night.

"You!" I look up to my father's blazing eyes as I see so much hatred in there for one he calls his daughter that I actually feel like shriveling into nothing.

"How dare you come into my house and eat my food like it's free, all your life you've been nothing but a waste to this family and now that we thought you could finally be something, you lose your job?"

I see my two brothers smile and sit up straighter like the pompous brats they are in their well pressed suits and perfectly styled hair. God help the women who tried to run their hands through those over gelled locks, I almost snicker out loud.

My attention is brought back to the furious amber-eyed man who stands spewing profanities at me and all I can ask myself is why I had to get his features. They remind me of him whenever I look into the mirror -the eyes that only ever look at me with contempt and disdain.

The only thing I didn't get from him is his brown locks, those he passed unto my brothers who got his hair and my mother's brown eyes.

Gratefully, I got my mother's beautiful midnight black hair, too bad her soul is as black as her hair.

It's like all of them want me gone, sometimes I think they wish me dead.

From everything I've heard from my aunty Julie, I was unplanned, they only wanted two kids and when they realized I was a girl, the hatred worsened.

I mean seriously, how do you hate something you haven't even met? When I asked her why they didn't get an abortion, she said because my mom found out too late that she was pregnant, she was well into six months before any signs showed and it was too late to do anything by then or risk hurting her.

"You have always been a disgrace to this family and you will remain one until you decide to change your ways, leave this table immediately, the sight of you disgusts me".

I stand up quietly and walk away from the table but when I get to the staircase, I just decide against it as anger takes over my brain.

I walk back to the table and stand my ground.

"No father, I won't be going anywhere, besides, this is my house as well, I bought the wine you're drinking currently, how on Earth was I supposed to know the company would be retrenching workers today? Huh? Today was supposed to be my promotion and I bought this wine just for that and now you won't even let me enjoy it".

My oldest brother Rodrigo gets up with such speed that I have to step back, "What exactly is your problem Andrea? How dare you speak to father like that?" I stare back at him with the same hatred I see in his eyes and slowly say, "You sat there and watched him speak to me like I was nothing and you couldn't say anything, but I try to defend myself and you question me?", Manuel my second brother stands quickly and says "Watch your mouth little girl, don't you ever speak to my brother like that, when you asked Mom and Dad to invite us over for a celebration dinner we didn't expect to be greeted with such insults and the disgrace that you lost your job".

"It wasn't my fault!!! And you call him your brother Manuel, I'm your sister, why don't I ever get that same kind of love? What did I ever do wrong?".

"You exist, that's the problem" I look at my dad as he says this, "Why can't you ever just love me like a father? All my life I've tried to please you, I-"

"Shut the fuck up! You little wench, are the worst mistake I ever made in my life, I blame your mother for not getting rid of you sooner".

At this point I realize my mom has been quiet, "Mom you aren't saying anything" she turns to me and glares "What do you want me to say? How could you loose your job? And you even had the guts to still let me slave over the stove for this meal for absolutely nothing, you're just a worthless little girl and your father is absolutely right, I should have gotten rid of you when I had the chance." I stare at her in shock because she'd never actually said that to me before, I stare at all of them one by one.

"You know what? Fuck you, fuck all of you", I stare at my brothers "Fuck you Rodrigo, and you know the job you got at your big shot company?, it wasn't your prestigious qualifications that got you that job, it was mom, she fucked your boss into getting you in there, and I know because I went with her but she left me at the lobby to wait, but me being me, I followed her and what do I see? Mom shoving her tongue down your bosses throat" I smirk as I turn to Manuel "And you, we both know Dad bribed the manager into letting you work there, I'm not dumb, he still pays him to keep you there", I laugh as I turn to my mother "And you are the most selfish bitch I've ever met who couldn't give her daughter one single ounce of love and care for the twenty years she's been with you", I turn to my father, "You sir are a big disgra-" I'm cut off by a hard slap to my face, I see dark spots as I taste copper in my mouth and I pause for a moment, taking a deep breath I look at him and smile then spit the blood out at his feet, "I curse the forces that chose you as my father".

I pick the bottle of wine from the table and drag myself up the stairs to my room, loosing my hair from it's bun and letting the dark long tresses that reached my past my waist fall as I drop on the bed and drink myself to stupor while drowning in my own tears.

I need to leave this place.