"So.."

"I want you to know that I'm not as forgiving as my husband is (Yes they are married) I won't be giving you warnings like he did this morning. So don't expect me to, if you don't answer me verbally we will have a problem. So don't forget or I'll have to make you remember." He said, staring at me coldly.

"Yes, si-" Before I could finish my sentence, I was interrupted.

"Sir?" Mateo asked. How did I not notice he was there?

"What do you want Mateo." Marco hissed.

"Um.. I was wondering if I could take a break.." Mateo asked. I thought we finished..?

"No. It's not going to clean itself." Marco chuckled.

"P-please dad.. I'm really tired and-" He got cut off with a loud slapping sound, I looked up and saw Marco standing right in front of Mateo, he looked pissed and Mateo had his hand on his cheek.

"You will not call me Dad EVER! Do you hear me, boy!" Marco screamed, his hand gripping firmly on Mateo's jaw.

"Y-yes! I'm sorry s-sir!" Mateo cried. If Marco gets that mad over just that, I can't imagine how he deals with backtalk, I feel really bad for Mateo. Having to deal with this his entire life, I could just imagine him as a 5-year-old saying the wrong thing and getting slapped for it. That's so messed up..

"Good. Now get back to cleaning." Marco said, I could tell he was still pissed, but Mateo quickly ran back upstairs.

"You too. You can go find the bathroom upstairs, it better be spotless when I come in there." He demanded.

"Yes sir." I quickly answered, not wanting to get him even madder. I quickly got off the couch and made my way upstairs. I now had to find this bathroom that will probably take a good bit since this house was fucking huge.

It was about five minutes later and I still couldn't find this stupid bathroom, right as I thought that, I opened a door to find Jesse.. With nothing but a towel over his waist, my face immediately heated up. I'm guessing he heard me open the door because we are now just staring at each other speechless. I was the first to talk.

"I-i'm sorry I wasn't paying attention! I was j-just trying to find the bathroom, and I d-didn't even think to knock! I-i'm really sorry!" I apologized looking down at my feet so I didn't start staring. He responded with a chuckle. I looked up and he was.. Laughing? He probably thinks I'm so stupid. I thought as I looked back at my feet, I kept my head down until the laughing stopped and I felt a hand grip onto the side of my face. The hand pulls my face up to face Jesse's.

"It's okay, no need to get stressed out about it." He said, smirking at me. I've never felt like this before.. Well, that's probably because I never saw any kids my age. I hesitantly bit my lip thinking about what to say.

"Well I um.. should p-probably let you get changed" and with that, I turned around and left the room not waiting for Jesse's response. What just happened.. I decided I would just wait in my room until Jesse was done.

While I waited I grabbed the only book that I've ever read in my life, the best book everrrrr. The one and only The Outsiders! I started reading it. And I got so caught up in my book I didn't realize half an hour passed when I saw the clock on my shelf I completely jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I started with the sink scrubbing the whole thing, not leaving anything germs behind. I tried to do it fast before Marco came in. Once I was done with the sink, I grabbed the mop that I saw in the bathroom closet and started working on the floor. About a minute later I heard the doorknob giggle a little. I started freaking out, I barely got anything done, I only got about half the floor done! Omg, I'm done for.. The door slowly opened revealing Marco standing in the hallway. I could see him looking over the bathroom, I could see his face heating up with anger the more he looked around. I started sweating, he was already pissed because of the Mateo incident, good job Ace just makes him even angrier.

"Is this what you call clean? This is disgusting. Do I really need to teach you how to fucking clean?" Marco asked in a harsh tone. I shook my head.

"Are you really trying to get me mad! How many times do I have to tell you to answer me verbally! You really don't know how to listen." Marco screamed at me. I mentally slapped myself for forgetting.. again.

"I'm really sorry sir, I-I'm just used to it.. I p-promise I won't do it again!" I apologized for about the fourth time today. I started shaking, I was scared.. I really didn't want to be here anymore, and Marco's voice didn't help at all.

"I know you won't do it again, and I'm going to make sure of it. You are going to wish you didn't have a memory of a goldfish. Marco said with a smirk. (I know goldfish have good memory but it sounded better than a chimpanzee)

Oh no..

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Oop another cliffhanger.. hehe.. okay wellllllllll I hope you liked this chapter! Also, I wonder what's going to happen to Ace....?????? Leave your thoughts in the comments! Also, I would love any feedback from you guys! I really want to improve my writing so I hope I am improving! Well, have a great and amazing day! :D

*Made: June 3, 2021*