The Agent's Priority

C39

"I can't believe you still thought it was reasonable to keep me from knowing this" I whispered

I clutch the white file against my fist hearing it squeak in portest under my grip

Clenching my teeth til the point it hurt, fisting my fists til my knuckles turn white and my hand throb with green veins portuding sickly, my back tensing my posture rigid as my mind seemed hard to function what I hold infront of my cold fuming glare

"You..I can't believe you'd hid something goddamn big .. atleast just this piece of fucking information" I seethed my eyes glazing over as I narrow them down at my father who casually asses my expression "I suspected you knew who and where is Rafa's whereabouts but this?!" I slam the file down his office table loudly as I seethe "this is ridiculously beyond the maximum limit to be ignored! Dios mio you're unbelievable!"

I can't believe this... I can't believe my own father would do this

"Lia!" My mothers itallian accent yelled from behind me "you're still talking to your father."

"I don't care!" I screamed slamming my fist down his table once more now standing glowering at his nonchalant face "he didn't care about a mere little boy's life in danger and he didn't care about his daughter at the very peak of insanity, so why the fuck should I mama?!" I spat

"You're letting your anger get the best of you" the said man leaned back on his seat calmly with his interlocked hands propped on his grey suit clad chest under his chin "Say... what could you have possibly done after knowing? Would you be of help to him at all?"

He stare at me calculatingly, the way he used to interrogate suspects under investigation and guilty of such crime

Taunting me

As if knowing the answer yet he asks so otherwise... humoring me

But I won't let him win.. I won't allow him get the upper hand over me again

I was barely 11 years old that time... a depressed, angry, rebelling 11 year old since she came to a conclusion that her one and only friend had left her for good, that she was betrayed by the only person she had ever rely and trusted... but no he didn't

Everything.. I could have done everything for him

"I could've been there for him" I stated instead of what my real answer is quietly yet firmly gritting my teeth "I could've been there for him, supporting him, encouraging him, taking care of him through all of it!" I burst once more seething through my clenched teeth

They stayed silent... because I was not done yet

"But I had not! I had not been there.. he was alone, in pain, confused, grieving, dying on the inside—"

"Oh sweetie—"

"You're so calm and careless about it and I get it.. I get it I really fucking do father." I taunted glaring at his lowered eyelids silently getting upset by my lack of disrespect but he let me be nontheless "because you don't understand the pain, the suffering of being alone.. how I kept thinking about what's wrong with me, my appearance, my stance, my voice, or my deafness perhaps? what had I done wrong for them to treat me like a disease, to avoid me with disgust, to fear me because of my name... you both would never understand what I was force to go through as a child" I said fiercely the burning on my eyes was pushed back forcefully not wanting them to see my vulnerability

I could feel their shock and startled gaze at my head as I try to calm down with my head down low

"Flease—"