Dad left with Coulson as I pace back in forth in the hall if the office. Eavesdropping would be useless. The walls are practically soundproof. I stop meandering when I hear my name. Coulson. He walks over to me. I let out a sigh of relief, glad it's not Dad.
"How much trouble am I in?" I ask
"Your not."
"Bullshit. I know my dad sent you down here."
"Your not in trouble with me. And he sent me down here for a different reason."
I hear someone take a step towards me from behind. Before I can react, Dad has me pinned to the ground. Coulson rushes over and pins my arms to the ground. I try to yank my arms free but its not use.
"You son of a bitch!" I yell
"Shh. Don't make a scene." He whispers
"Fuck you!" I shout
Dad stops what he's doing and looks at me. I sigh. He puts some sort of bracelet on me. Then looks at me right in the eyes.
"This bracelet keeps us in control of your teleportation ability. It will not come off unless we authorize it. Got it?" He asks
Faster than it takes to breathe, I dig my nails into Coulson's wrists and kick my father away from me. I punch Coulson and he stumbles back. Unfortunately with my entire focus on Coulson, I forgot about Dad.
In seconds he handcuffs me and pins me against the wall. I flinch when he speaks.
"Someone needs a nap." He hisses then I feel him wipe something on my shoulder. Then I feel a prick of pain and black out.
When I wake up, I'm beyond pissed. Mom's probably found out about this already. I'm not scared of her. I'm terrified of Dad.
"FUCKING SHIT!" I scream
The door opens and Dad comes in. I glare at him but I'm nervous and I can tell that he senses it. He shuts the door behind him.
"Good morning."
"Why'd you knock me out?"
"You know why."
I avoid his eyes. My focus is completely on his movements. If I can't teleport out of here, I'm vulnerable.
"Just tell me." I say
"Alright. Your grounded and will be put through training. My idea. I'll be teaching you but you won't be put on the field until we get your little attitude in check." He explains
"I'm sorry." I say quietly
"You should be. Your reckless behaviour has consequences! Using your abilities of attack to hurt people who are trying to help you was uncalled for."
"I get it."
"No I don't think you do. You can't just fuck up then avoid the consequences by teleporting. How about taking responsibility for your actions? Did that even cross your mind? What the hell were you thinking?"
"I wasn't thinking OK? What the hell do you want me to say? I'm scared alright?!?" I yell
"Scared of what? Me?"
"That's not-"
"Your avoiding the question."
"I can't tell you."
I look at him and he raises one eyebrow at me questioningly.
"My powers are going to hurt someone. I can feel it. You need to train me. We should've done it way earlier. I don't want to hurt you or Coulson. It's impulsive. That's not an excuse."
I wake up with a start when cold water hits me. I bolt up in bed to see Dad with a bucket in his hand.
"Training time."
"What the hell? Was that really necessary?"
"I've been trying to wake you up for the past fifteen minutes." He replies and tosses me a towel.
"Bitch." I mutter when he walks to the doorway.
He spins around and I try to dry my hair.
"What was that?"
I slam the door in his face and do my best to dry myself off. That was probably not even worth it though. I get dressed into my workout clothes. Tank top and short shorts. When I enter the training room, Dad gives me a look.
"What?"
He lets it go and points to a drawer and tells me to put the gloves on. After having him observe my struggles to put it on with the bracelet, I melt them in my palms. He comes over.
"The first step is learning to control your temper and emotions." He scolds
"And how do you suppose I do that?"
I hold my breath when he comes so close that I can feel his body heat. He gives me a cold expression, knowing that it terrifies me.
"Princess, you better watch that attitude. Outside of the training field, I'm your father but in here I'm your instructor. I'm the only one who's going to keep you from getting your ass kicked."
"Oh? And who's going to beat me? You?" I growl
I've taken so much abuse from him. He glares at me as he puts new gloves on my wrists. Then he points to the center of the room. I give him a confused look.
"Ten laps around the room. Go!"
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