"I don't appreciate you being disrespectful and swearing," Zayn said as the three of them sat at the kitchen table.
"I don't appreciate you telling me what I can and can't do. You're not my parent," Zia responded, knowing it would upset her guardians.
"Until you are the age of eighteen you have no choice but to listen to Zayn and I. Now give me your phone." Liam held his hand out for the mobile device.
"Fuck off. We wouldn't even be here in this situation had you not killed my fucking parents!" Zia shouted.
The triplets were told about their parents demise when they were old enough to understand, which was four years ago.
"Excuse you?"
"You heard me," Zia huffed as she sat back in her seat.
"I'm this close;" Liam put two of his fingers centimeters away from one another, "to whooping your ass," Liam warned.
"Sorry I'm not your plaything. But I'm certain Zayn would enjoy it."
"Nope, that's it. Go to your room, I'll be up there shortly." Liam stood up as Zia pushed her chair back and stomped upstairs to her room.
"Not what I was expecting to hear from her mouth," Zayn said quietly.
"She'll be giving you an apology as soon as I'm done punishing her."
It wasn't unusual for Liam to punish the triplets, Zayn didn't like being the bad guy, and it was effective seeing as he didn't have to punish them often.
"When was the last time any one of them got their asses whooped?" Zayn asked, deciding to take a stroll down memory lane.
"It's been a couple of years. I think last time it was Zayd that got his ass whooped," Liam recalled.
They resorted to spanking the triplets when they were younger, at the suggestion of Karen. After Aubrey and Isa died and they then got settled in Greece. Liam and Zayn got the triplets into therapy. But when the tantrums and disrespect got to be too much, and no other punishment was working, Karen suggested spanking. It worked, it got the message across to them. It wasn't used often.
When they were younger it was nothing but a couple of taps to get the point across. When they have to resort to an ass whooping now, it's three licks with a belt no more no less. Gets the message across clearly.
It seems now a days a threat of being grounded or their phones getting taken away tends to shape them up real quick. Once in a blue moon they will have an instance like today where no matter what is threatened, they still are disrespectful or rude. So they go with their last resort option.
Once Liam had calmed down from Zia's rude comments he went upstairs to her room, his belt in hand.
He knocked on her door before walking in.
"Do you know why I'm about to punish you?" Liam asked as he stood in the doorway.
"Because Zayn won't let you do it to him, so you have this need to take it out on one of us," Zia said while texting on her phone.
"One, put your phone down," Liam waited till she did as told.
"Two, what Zayn and I do in our bedroom is none of your business. Never been your business, never will be your business. Stop commenting on it. I don't even want to know how you do know what you know.
Three, I am punishing you because you keep running that mouth of yours and have been disrespectful since you woke up this morning. Zayn and I did not raise you to be disrespectful and to swear. You're not even allowed to swear, yet you think it's okay to do. Do you have any objections?" Liam explained.
