I blasted through my workout, not going too heavy since I was on my own, but I took all of my muscles to complete failure. I have to start pushing myself now. I need to be better, stronger. I have a year to get ready.

I got home around 6:30 and went straight to the kitchen to fuel back up. I didn't have more than my protein shake before my workout, which was a mistake. I am starving and my grumbling stomach is agreeing with me. If I don't eat, I'm going to be sore in the morning.

"Where have you been? We eat dinner at six.” A growl comes from the table making me jump and turn around gripping the edge of the counter.

"Oh, sh*t!" I really wish people would stop that.

and Mateo sitting together at the kitchen table, plates half empty. They never eat in here. Mateo is looking at me, but his face

I have never been allowed to eat with them unless we had company. And as far as I can tell, there is or was no company. I took a look around the kitchen to make sure I didn’t miss anyone else

order.” He's talking to his plate now. He can't even

what I told him last night. I asked him not to try and fix things. I may want my dad to want me, but not by force. I can see in his eyes he’s only doing this for Mateo's sake, not for

I have had training during that time, seven days a week for the last two years. You have never wanted me to sit with you before and I don't believe that you actually want me around now. So, no offense, sir, but I must decline your invitation. I will continue my regular schedule.” I turn and walk out of the kitchen, my appetite long

footsteps. I don’t slow for him this time though. It is taking all I have to not turn around and rip him a new a*shole. It's been 12 hours

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