I hear a soft knock on my door. I get up, stomping my feet to the door. Swinging it open, I come face to chest with Mateo.
"W-what do you want?" I slightly stutter, coming off more rude than intended.
He lets out a soft chuckle. Suddenly his face goes completely straight. "I want you away from my father. I have a blank check sitting on the living room table. Any number you want, you can have."
I give him a blank look. "No." I simply say.
"No!? A qué mierda te refieres con no!? No tienes una jodida elección.(What the fuck do you mean no? You don't have a choice.)" He exclaims with anger.
I close the door in his face, locking it. I face plant onto the bed. "I'm living with a spoiled fucking psycho!" I quietly exclaim to myself as he continues to beat on the door.
I block out the noise of his fist hitting the door. A skill I learned at a young age. He'd leave eventually. I feel myself slowly drift off into sleep.
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Just a tiny author's note💕.
I know this chapter is short. Pleasee don't hate me 😭.
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