I asked Maya to convince her aunt Letitia to knock it off and help me repair my rifle.
She goes, "Auntie," pulling her by the bottom end of her shirt. "Uncle Carlos needs your help to repair his rifle. Please." She's not responding. "Auntie?"
I've had enough of this! I grab her by the arm and pull her to face me. "LETITIA!" I roar at her.
"Let go of me!" she yells back and hits my face with a hammer.
"Fuck!" I curse on pain while healing myself, sitting on the ground. Though, I regret cursing that word in front of a child.
"Auntie," Maya continues to convince Letitia.
"You should leave now and do your duty," she coldly says.
"Are you even hearing yourself?!" I rage as I stand up. "Are you just gonna forsake your niece? I can't believe you! You were crying when she disappeared but now you're here encouraging her to kill herself! What an aunt, you are!"