the spoiled girl i fell in love with // dr. phil x reader

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my parent's never understood me, they always said i was spoiled or that i should respect them, since they give me all the food, a bed and clothes. a life. they always screamed at me and let me feel bad for my actions, even if i just bough myself an expensive car or the most expensive bag at the gucci store. they always said i'm wrong or that my actions are terrible and that i should stop being such a bad daughter. sometimes i feel like the next thing they'll do to me is hitting me, for NOTHING. if they have the money and never spend it, what can i do about it? they're making my life terrible, i can't live with this stress in our house.

after our last fight, my parents told me they are going to send me to dr. phil, maybe sending me to the ranch. of course i cried, if i go to the ranch i won't have my phone by my side, which means i can't update my followers if i bought the newest bag or not. it made so sad and angry, i screamed at them multiple times. i cursed at them while screaming and after that i just ran to my room, crying myself to sleep.

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many weeks passed, my parents and i are now in the dr. phil building. the staff was running around, putting on everyone some make up on and explaining who will go to dr. phil first. if i am honest i didn't want to see the old man, hearing his annoying voice and listening to his dumb jokes. i just wanted to go back home, lay in my bed and talk to my friends, spilling some of that hot tea.
after a while a staff member told my parents to come into the studio, leaving me alone. i was sitting on a sofa while being on my phone and playing a stupid game, probably mobile legends. it was pretty quiet and i enjoyed it very much, but one of those staff members told me to go into the studio. uglies.
i stood up, showing the staff a little bit out of my way, going into the studio where my parents and dr. phil were already. and there he sat, looking at me with a kinda pissed and tired look. i looked away, looking at my parents that were obviously pissed and mad at me. i sat down on one of the couches, trying to sit as comfortable as possible, since the couch wasn't as comfy.

"so y/n, pretty girl, i heard you were really bad to your parents? screaming at them and saying mean words, because they didn't give you money for a new gucci bag?"