The Spanish Bad Ass

Chapter Seventy one: I'm calm as fucking hell

How could you do this babe?
You really blew this babe.
We ain't getting through this one babe,
This is the last time I'll ever call you babe.〰️ Sugarland

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"For the millionth time pa, I've told you and I'm telling you again that it's fine," I said as I moved quickly through the rooms in the house to make sure all the lights were turned off and there were no sockets or extensions left on. "I understand the time difference between here and Spain and so no I'm not offended that you didn't call me until the next day of my birth," I glanced at the mirror and ran my hands through my hair and I walked down the stairs. "We've been on this same topic for weeks now, don't you think that it's about time you just let it go already."

"What are you talking about?" He asked in confusion and I sighed as I just knew what was coming next after this, it was impossible with this man. "That's actually far away from what I'm even saying," there was a pause and I wanted to quickly end the call to avoid whatever he had to say next but he was fast. "Mi Hija just let me send you a present. You're the big 18 now, you're officially an adult. The least you deserve is a present from me. It's the tiniest thing I can do for you, considering that I missed the celebration.

"Pa, it's not like I blame you for that but as you've said I'm 18 now meaning that I'm now a full-blown adult, meaning that you don't really have to feel entitled to getting me a present. I'm not a baby anymore-"

"You'll always be my baby." He said with finality that I didn't even bother to argue about it.

"Yes, pa and I'm not arguing about that with you but the thing is that as much as I appreciate the thought I really don't need anything from you so just let it go already." I sighed putting the last plate back in its rack. The real reason why I didn't want anything was that, for the lord's sake, I already had everything I could ever even want, and even if there was something out there that I didn't have I was pretty sure I could afford it for myself. I could also be very picky and it was hard to please me almost all of the time and I really didn't want to put him through that, he knew it as well but he was just too stubborn.

"Sierra, what's wrong with you? I insist as your padre that you allow me to buy you a gift, I'm not giving you any other option." I groaned and slammed my hand against the table.

Fuck it.

"You know what," I said in an attempt to control my anger. "You win. You can get me whatever the hell it is that you want."

I felt his victorious smile through the screen. "Good." He paused for a minute. "What exactly do you even like?" The confusion was so clear in his voice, I pulled the phone from my ear and stared at it in disbelief before putting it back to my ear and taking a deep breath to calm myself down.

"I love you pa, I really do, don't ever try to doubt my love for you, but you see this..." I said referring to this going back and forth between us. "I'm doing this with you right now, we'll talk about my likes and dislikes later, for now just get me whatever you want and ship it down here I'm sure I'll love it, I'll pay for the shipping so don't worry about that."

"But-"

"You're my father I'm sure you'll figure something out," I closed the door and turned around. "And look as much as I would hate to bring our amazing conversation to an end I really have to because I'm going out." I was about to end the call when he spoke again.