Rude Ralph x F!OC

An argument

⚠️QUICK A/N: They will all be in third person unless I say so. Also, ALL TRANSLATIONS WILL BE IN THE COMMENTS!⚠️

⚠️⚠️TW! ABUSE⚠️⚠️

"Okay, but why do we have to move?" Sofía questioned, her voice laced with annoyance. "¡Porque eres un pequeño puta que no sabe cómo comportarse! Quiero decir, vamos, 13 años de edad y entrar en peleas todos los días, ser expulsado de cada escuela que te enviamos! ¿POR QUÉ NO PUEDES SIMPLEMENTE SER BUENO, COMO NOSOTROS TE CRIAMOS PARA SER?!" Mum ranted, every time she says something like this, Sofía feels a heavy pain in her chest, but she's learned to hide it, to bottle it up until the next fight.

"Wow. Do you feel better now, Mum?? Glad you got that out of your system?? Good, BECAUSE WHAT THE FUCK?? YOU DIDNT RAISE ME AT ALL, I RAISED ME, YOU WERE TO BUSY GETTING DRUNK AND FUCKING OTHER MEN TO EVEN PAY THE TINIEST BIT OF ATTENTION TO ME! IM YOUR CHILD FOR FUCKS SAKE, NOT SOME TOY THAT YOU CAN PLAY WITH FOR A WHILE THEN GET BORED AND TOSS AWAY!!"

SMACK! A fist was brought down on Sofía's face, but she stood her ground, used to the beating from both her parents. SMACK! Another fist. "¡NO TE ATREVAS A DECIRME LO QUE HICE Y NO TE HICISTE UNA MIERDA INGRATA! PONGO UN TECHO SOBRE TU CABEZA, PONGO COMIDA SOBRE LA MESA, ¡PAGO POR LA CASA! USTED NO PUEDE INCLUSO SER MOLESTADO PARA HACER LA TAREA MÁS SIMPLE, PERRA PEREZOSA!" Mum yells again, Sofía rolls her eyes and turns around, "Fuck you."  Was all that she said, before storming off to her room and slamming the door shut.

⚠️A/N: okay I cant be dealing with this, it'll be Sofía's POV until I say so.⚠️

'Who the fuck does she think she is?? Raised me?? Bitch no, I raised myself (with the help of Dad before he, too, turned into an abusive asshole drunk- before he left) I don't understand her thought process.' I thought to myself as I threw myself on my bed, starfish position.
"I suppose a new place would be good for me, new school, new friends, new fights." I sigh and get the boxes out from under my bed. "Can't do this without some music." I say as I walked over to my stereo and blasted my music.

Picking up and placing things in separate boxes takes forever, normally would leave this until the very last minute, but I have nothing special happening so I decided to entertain myself and do it. I'm humming along to Glimpse of Us by Joji and I realise I haven't actually got a lot of things. 'Where the fuck has everything disappeared off too?' I think to myself before remembering my mum sold it all because "We needed the money" even though the bitch literally has enough money to buy most of England. Where she got it from? I don't know. How she got it? I don't care. Its not like she spends any of it on me.

I then remember its my birthday in a few weeks, so I run downstairs to let her know.

"OOH MOTHER!! WHERE ARE YOU?" I yell halfway down the stairs, tripping over a shoe that was sticking out and falling. "Shit." I say as soon as I land on the floor. "That'll bruise." I mutter before standing back up and running to find her. "¡MADRE! ¿DÓNDE ESTÁS?" I yell in Spanish because that's all she listens to when I speak. "En el jardín." I finally hear as I run to the garden.

"So, as you prob-" I begin to speak before she cut me off. "En Español." She retorted. I huffed and began my sentence again, this time in Spanish. "Como probablemente olvidaste, mi cumpleaños es en unas pocas semanas. ¿Puedo por favor, finalmente, obtener mi propio teléfono?" I asked, giving my best puppy dog  eyes. "Si te comportas, entonces tal vez."

I gave her a big smile and jumped up and down happily, "¡GRACIAS, MADRE!" "¡Y NO peleas!" I look at her with a thoughtful look, "Pero, ¿y si comienzan las peleas?" I ask. "Entonces, y SOLO entonces, te permitiré tener una pelea. Pero eso NO significa que puedas mentirme sobre quién lo comenzó. Conozco tus trucos." She replies, I huff and nod, before remembering something. "He terminado de empacar." I tell her. She nods and goes back to doing whatever she was doing. I smile and run back inside.

'She can be a bitch sometimes, but most of the time, she is reasonable. But that doesn't mean I forgive her' I think to myself before curling up in my bed and have a nap.

I APOLOGISE IF THESE AREN'T ACCURATE, I USED SOME OF MY KNOWLEDGE (as well as translation. I'M NOT HISPANIC THEREFORE I USED WHAT IWAS TAUGHT. IF ANYTHING IS INACCURATE PLEASE LET ME KNOW, I WILL GLADLY CHANGE IT, THANK YOU!

AND THAT ENDS THIS CHAPTER! I forgot to mention that Sofía is Hispanic, as well as her mum. Her dad is the British one in the family. ALSO, THERE WILL BE LESS AND LESS SPANISH THROUGHOUT THE BOOK. HER MUM WILL BE SPEAKING ENGLISH MORE OFTEN, THOUGH THEY WILL STILL HAVE SOME SPANISH CONVERSATIONS!