CHAPTER 18
Alena POV
THE DAY OF THE ACCIDENT.
“Alena, hurry up, I need to pee!” Anthony's voice shouted from the hallway and I sat upright.
“I’m not in the bathroom!” I shouted at my twin and he immediately threw open my bedroom door. His green eyes, a reflection of my own, are as wide as golf balls.
“s**t it's probably Dad, come help me!” he says and I roll my eyes.
“It's not our job to do this! It’s his own fault! He drinks like he doesn’t have a family!” I crumbled back onto my pillow and he grabs my blankets, pulling them off of me.
“Hey!” I shouted, trying to grab them back.
“He could be choking, please! Don’t give up on him!” he said, and I just glared at him.
“Fine!” I said, and we went to the bathroom door. We stood for a moment, both staring at the door. This has s
