Her hand cringed about the pillow as she heard him call out. The way he referred to her as<em>babe</em>made her curl up even more into a ball. She hated hearing her father's real name.<em>He didn't deserve one.</em>She thought for a moment before beating herself up inside. She really had betrayed her father, in so many ways. He didn't deserve that.<em>Did he?</em>She kicked her feet in place as she screamed between the two pillows. She wanted Goose to just leave already. He was making things worse. Why did he have to be so<em>stupid?</em>So<em>insensitive.</em>She thought to herself.<br/><br/>Such turmoil went on between those pillows. She didn't return his statement of love. She didn't answer him in any way. She sniffled and sobbed. Staring towards him, just out of sight, she tried to quiet herself just enough to see if he'd left yet. As she tried then to pretend like she was asleep. She relaxed her body. She didn't want to bother him, no matter the case. He was busy, she had no right to interrupt that with her girlish problems. She needed to<em>grow up already.</em>Take care of herself instead of having everyone else do it for her.<br/><br/>Why didn't she have a real job already anyways? She could if she wanted to. She could clean dishes at a restaurant, become a maid, do any number of things. She could lie about her age, as she heard any given woman did. There was nothing holding her back but her. She needed to take initiative and take care of the men in her life! Oh what was she<em>thinking?!</em>This was just another stupid idea of hers. That was quickly dismissed by her father's ideals.<br/><br/>She lifted the pillow atop her head ever so slightly to try and peek out.