Fluffy and Beautiful

Ch. 6

"I can't find my keys! Who took them." I sternly asked the two men that were giggling like school girls.

Sam and Steve.

"I have them. Why?" My dad said and I bit my lip.

"I wanted to go out. I'm 26." I told him and he shook his head.

"It's about to be 1 AM." My dad said making me groan.

"But dad..."

"But dad what? But dad nothing. I won't let you roam the streets at this hour. You should be sleeping." My dad scolded me.

"You should be sleeping as well." I snapped and he gave me the warning look.

"What?" I said and huffed.

"I said no."

"But dad! You're always stuck in that lab like every day! You don't see me complaining do you?! It's always been like this ever since I started elementary school!" I angrily said making him twitch an eye.

"We have important things in that lab that has been protecting your safety along with the others. And lower your tone missy." My dad said in denial making me mock a laugh.

"Are you serious??? Are you freaking serious? This must be some type of joke." I scoffed making him groan.

"Esperanza..."

"No dad! I'm tired of you always going to that goddamn lab every single day! You don't even spend time with me anymore just like we used to!" I said and I felt tears forming.

"Esperanza... stop." Sam said making me turn around to stare at him.

"Tú no te metas en esta conversación! No te olvides lo qué pasa cuando yo me molesto!" I angrily told Sam making him nod in fear.

(Don't get into this conversation! Don't you forget what happens when I get mad!)

"I just want my dad back." I said.

"Esperanza! Cálmate ya! Vete para tú cuarto! Tú lo único qué haces es buscar peleas! Pero yo no te voy a dejar ir. Entendido?" My dad said making me scoff.

(Esperanza! Calm down now! Go to your room! The only thing you do is look for fights! But I'm not letting you go. Got it?)

"No. Give me my keys please." I pleaded and he shook his head.

"I'm an adult!" I said while adjusting my glasses.

"So? You live under our household! Why are you pleading anyways?" My dad said and I stood quiet.

I needed to buy more razors. Earlier I was looking over my Instagram and all I saw was people making fun of me. I'm a sensitive person and I couldn't help but give into what the people said.

"Because I need to go to the store." I lowly said.

I heard shuffling next to us and saw that Sam and Steve went to another room.

"For food? Esperanza, is that the only thing that roams through your mind?" My dad said making me bite my lip.

"Yes. So?" I said.

That only made him more frustrated.

"You're not going anywhere. That's the end of the discussion." He angrily said and walked away with my keys.

I sighed and hurried to my room so that I could get something sharp. I found my pocket knife and went to the bathroom that was in the hallway since my bathroom was being remodeled. I sighed and looked at the mirror.

Nobody would miss me.... I though. I carefully put the tip of it on my wrist and began to cut.

That's when I heard the door opening when I was finishing up my last line and stood in shock when I saw a sleepy Bucky jolting awake and then took my pocket knife and threw it across the wall. I couldn't move. I was shocked.

"What are you doing???" He frantically asked making me tear up.

"I had to."

"No! You don't have to do this. You're strong." He quickly said and took out some alcohol and other stuff to clean up my wound.

"Yes. I have to do it." I said in an irritated tone making him frown.

"No."

"Yes! Do you know how hard it is for me to bring up my self esteem? Do you know how hard it is for me to try to think positive about situations and then the negative comes out??? Do you know how hard it is to not to follow your conscience because it's constantly saying negative things?? Nobody cares!" I cried and he frowned and wrapped my wrist into a bandage with such care.

"I care."