Did I go to jail?
No.
Did I hit em both?
Yes.
Beat em?
Hell no.
Xion was still crying by time we got home and Xak was sleeping after crying himself to sleep 1 cs I hit him and 2nd cs of his leg.
"Keep crying and see if I don't give you something to cry for." I said looking at Xion who was standing in the corner and he put his finger in his mouth to suppress his tears.
The gang and my mum came in and everyone looked at Xion and he turned around.
"Abuelita-"
"Go on, move and see if I don't beat you."
"Well damn. Xion's in troubleeee." Dudey said and I glared at him and my mum sat next to me.
"What he do?"
"He smashed a bowl cs Xak finished the pineapple that was in it and sent his brother to the hospital for surgery."
"I said I sorry." Xion said
"Shut up, ion wanna hear you right now." I replied and my mum looked at him.
"and what did you do?"
"Wym what did I do? I slapped em both, took his ipad, his tv, his toys and he's not getting them back for the next two weeks."
"So where's the shoe and the ass whooping?" My mum asked.
"I'm not you, I'd never hit either of them like that." I replied and Dd looked at me.
"so where's Xak?"
"Sleeping."
"Papá, estoy cansado." Xion mumbled.
"Didn't I say I didn't wanna hear you?"
"Please! I wanna go to bed."
"I don't care what you want. Your gonna stand there until you understand that what you did wasn't okay."
"I underdand papa I tired."
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