Once I was sick, really sick probably because of the Velocity Nine the speedster drug messed up my immune system for a short period of time. He would stare me in the eye and tell me to be better instead of getting better. He didn't give me treatment despite me shivering, bleeding from my nose, my mouth. He continued the training same as always except for my worst day, that's when was especially merciless.
I daydreamed and drew twice when I was supposed to be studying. The first time my father crumpled the paper and forced it down my throat. It was an illustration of me with the West-Allens...with mom.. He slammed my head into the desk hard.
That time he stabbed me in the palm with the pen and threatened to put it in my rib cage.
He left me in one of the worst timelines to be a metahuman...They treated me like a feral animal and collared me. Analyzed me till he broke me out of there weeks later.
Now and then he dropped me off in hell...And brought me back if I didn't disappoint if I didn't break.