I lay down in bed tears streaming down my face. "Go away." I snapped whoever was knocking on my door.
Dad walked in. "We need to talk," he said.
"No!" I said ignoring him and the fact he barge in my room like that. "Please get out of my room!"
"No. We need to talk." My father said. Not leaving my room.
I didn't say anything, but sit up. "What!? Do you want Dad!?" I practically spat. My dad doesn't care about me and only adore three of his daughters. He will ignore me and yell at me for being disrespectful and mean to others.
"I want to talk to you about your attitude towards your siblings," he said.
I rolled my eyes. "Eira started it like always!" I said defending myself. "Besides, all you ever do is ignore me and yell at me. But, not to Eira, Annabelle, and Melody who you adore!"
"I yell at them too, but this was extreme Eva. Eira was sitting quietly in my office. How do I know this? Because, she sat down in my office for twenty minutes with me just talking."
"Sure you do." I mumbled crossing my arms against my chest. "Dad, stop making excuses for her! I don't believe you or everyone in this family!"
"Well, you better start believing. You've treated Annabelle poorly when all she wants to be like you. You pick at Eira just because she has no powers, and you claim that no body loves you." My father said.
"I don't like, when people copy me. It's embarrassing." I started staring at the ground. "Eira always wants to be perfect and expects us to worship her. Which, I won't tolerate."
"Then tell Annabelle nicely and not yelling at her. As for Eira. She does not expects us to worship her. If she wants to be perfect, then let her be perfect. None of us worship her," he said.
"That is the thing! Eira expects us to worship her and forget about me! So, no I'll not let this popular wannabe ruin my life and worship her ugly self!"
"Did you not hear what I said!? Eira does not expects us to worship her." Dad said. "Eva, you need to calm down. You're taking everything out of perspective."
I glared. "You don't get to tell me to calm down and I'm not making up nonsense! You are Dad!" I yelled not afraid to sass and talk back at my father. "You're ruining my life!"
"Okay then. I'll see you in the morning. I'll have dinner brought to your room," Dad said as he stood to leave.
I scoffed. "You cannot make me stay in my room all day!? I'm 16 not 6!" I added so angry and bitter.
"Are you going to calm down and be reasonable?" He offered before walking out of the door.
"Yes!" I said hoping he falls for it and let me out and have my freedom.
Dad raised an eyebrow. "Then let's talk," he said.
"Ugh! Fine! Whatever it takes for my freedom and not be grounded in my room for life!"
My father closed the door and sat down on my bed. "Why do you think we worship Eira?" He asked.
I shrugged looking the other way. "I always felt left out and unwanted." I said calmly tears running down my cheeks. "You guys always ignore me and yell at me expecting me to be this perfect and generous Princess which I really hate!"