BEWARE C.G.

24. Winter Formal Pt.2

Bella Leticia Zambada-García stood up with wobbly legs, her neighbors and best friends all watching her actions nervously. She was still shivering, Carl notices as he wraps his arms around her. "You're fucking freezing" He winces at her cold skin and zips up his sweater he had put on her.

"Can't feel it" Bella's teeth chatter as she walks towards the couch, where her father had been sitting with no care in the world. She glared at him, hugging herself to keep warm with mascara stains under her eyes.

"Maybe you wouldn't be so cold if you didn't dress like a whore" Arturo mumbles, chugging the rest of his beer and then throwing the bottle on the couch. Bella leaned forward, slapping her father right across the face and he immediately stood up. It was then that Kev took a step forward; glaring at the older man as if he was challenging him to so much as dare lay a finger on Bella.

"You're a fucking pussy" The young girl frowns, looking up at the man who should've raised her. "Empaca tu mierda y lárgate de mi casa"
[Pack your shit and get the fuck out of my house]

Her father chuckles drunkenly at her words, looking around as if to ask if she was serious. "No tendrías esta jodida casa si no fuera por mí" He says, pointing to his chest. "¡No tendrías nada sin ti!"
[You wouldn't have this fucking house if it weren't for me...You have nothing without me]

"Of course I don't have anything! I'm a fucking kid! Fuck you for everything you've done to me" Bella points in the man's face. "Carl! Go start throwing his stuff in bags and put it in the front yard!" She orders and he nods, walking into the kitchen and getting a bag as told. "Now, qué le dijiste a ella?"
[What did you say to her?]

"You know how she is...so sensitive" Arturo shakes his head and the girl scoffs, walking upstairs to the bathroom door.

"V! Fiona! Start packing my mom's stuff please!" Bella calls out and the two women walk upstairs while Kev joins them, standing behind the young girl. The dressed up-girl began to bang on the door furiously, waiting for an answer. "Mom! Open the damn door!"

"No!"

"Open the door!"

"No!"

"Open the door!"

This process repeated a few times, Kev watching as he waited for the young girl to tell him to do something rather than argue back and forth with her mom. Finally, Bella snapped as she raised her voice as loud as she possibly could. "OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!" The teen screamed and received no response from her mother as the whole house grew silent at the loud yell. She waited for an answer and sighed once she realized she wouldn't get one. "I'm gonna kick the door down so don't shoot me!" The Latina warns.

"Kick the door down" Bella whispers to Kev and he nods as the teen moves out of the way. As he did that, Fiona and V walked out of the guest room with Bella's mother's bags.

"Looks like all she unpacked was the booze and the coke" V says unimpressedly and they all turn their heads at the noise of the door finally being kicked down. Fiona patted the young girl on the shoulder for good luck and she made her way back to the doorway.

The first thing she could smell was vodka, the strong disgusting scent of it. Her mother was sprawled out in the bathtub, a few bumps of coke were on the counter by the sink (along with the credit card she cut them with) and the woman laid there with a gun in her hand that wasn't holding a Smirnoff bottle. "Mom, why'd you take the gun?"

"He-he was gonna kill me" Elvia slurs in her fucked-up state. "Es un hombre malvado. Don't date one please" She begs, shaking her head rapidly with the gun in her hand. "They fuck you up for life"
[He's an evil man]