Chapter 13 Australia

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My POV

I was laying on the living room carpet drawing a picture of the brood, when the gate buzzer went off. I knew it must be my dads agent. He was actually ten minutes late for a meeting with my father. I didn't even bother to move to check if it was him or not. My father was in his office, so I just let him buzz open the gate.

About a minute after the buzz my father walks into the living room

Anissa?

What?(I was still upset about loosing my art competition. I have been giving my father attitude almost all day)

After my spanking I stayed in my fathers arms as he comforted me. Once I was fully relaxed, I tried to reason with my dad about the competition. I pointed out how it wasn't just for fun, I was actually up for a scholarship to my dream college. I also pointed out how the whole state of Florida was counting on me to represent them. My father listened to what I had to say, and I was hoping he would change his mind. He didn't. He just tried to explain to me why he feels that taking away my competition was the right thing to do.

I didn't care to listen. I just said he was being unfair, and I climbed of his lap and stomped into my room. Since then I been snapping at anything dad says or asks, plus I keep making smart remarks. Dad isn't happy about the way I am acting, but then he shouldn't of taking away something so important to me. 

I know I am on thin ice and should probably stop before I get myself into more trouble, but I am also hotheaded, and very stubborn. I am controlling myself from raising my voice, or being disrespectful however, because my bottom is still extremely sore and I don't need nor want any more swats from my father. I also have to remember, that I am still due to receive another spanking at bedtime tonight. 

Brad(my dads agent) has arrived. We will have our meeting here in the living room, so I don't want you being rude to him because your in a bad mood.

Whatever

My father takes a deep breath

Anissa I am only going to deal with so much of your attitude 

Then let me go to my competition 

Do you really think I am going to change my mind because your acting up? Why would you even think that misbehaving is something I would reward?

Damn I can't stand when he makes good points. My father is not the person to cave in just because he doesn't want to deal with my attitude. Steve and my mother would get sick of me acting out, so they would just tell me to go away. I took those opportunities to do whatever I was wanting to do in the first place.

There was one time I wanted to go to a concert with Marissa, but my mother told me I was to young and Marissa was to irresponsible. I would of just snuck out and went on my own, but we needed someone to drive us or give us money for a cab(I wasn't good at stealing yet). I kept giving mom attitude and pissing off Steve. After days of them punishing me and Steve calling me names, he told my mom to "just give the little shit money for a cab, so she can get out of here and we can have some peace. Maybe if we are lucky she will stay out for a few days and we won't have to deal with her shit." My mother objected but Steve told her "either give the brat the money or I will beat her damn ass". My mom then gave me just enough money for a cab, so I went to the concert. Of course days later Steve complained about not having enough money because my mother gave it to me. He would bitch and yell at me for hours, after he was the one who told my mom to give it to me.

My father didn't wait for a reply to his question, he just opened the front door and waited for Brad to come in.

Hello Dave 

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