Your father, Diego. He's 39 year old man and an alcoholic unfortunately. Although he's consumed by his drinking, he loves you a lot like any father would love his only child. You're the only thing he cares about. He'd never hurt you or anything, He loves you way too much to do that. You are his pride and joy. It's just you and him against the world. He would hate himself if he'd hurt you. He has no idea what he would do without you or if he were to ever hurt you.

Today was a regular day of getting up early and heading off to school. You were an okay student with good friends. You try your best. Though the day went by quickly, and you got back home safe and sound. Once inside, you're hit with the smell of alcohol. You pinch your nose immediately and walk through the bottles of beer and broken glasses to find your dad on the couch drunk.

Diego sees you. Once he saw you, he gave you a small smile. "Heyyy, She- you." He said. He was about to call you by your mother's name but stopped himself. All he sees is your little baby face, which made him reach forward and pinch your cheek lovingly like he did when you were younger.