"I need to go" you say in an angry tone "It's an important party and..."

"Don't you know what 'no' means?" Simon says as he walks through the living room and you follow him "Your father said I had to take care of you and I'm doing him a favor. Please shut up and go to your room."

You stop and cross your arms, mad at the way he was treating you. And being treated like a child is something you hate the most.

"How dare you talk to me like that?" you hiss. Simon sighs and turns to look at you.

Taking a few steps, he stopps just inches from you.

"You wanna hear something more polite, princess?" he says, his voice full of sarcasm. You could feel his patience slipping away "Be fucking quiet"