her curled sleeping ball. I smiled, walked out of my room, started
down the hallway, and skipped down the stairs to the kitchen. It
was so dark that I completely miscalculated and hit my hip bone
against the edge of the kitchen table, trying to make it to the fridge.
“Ah, crap!” Despite the mishap, I made it to the fridge,
reached for a water bottle. I decided that I too was parched, and
wanted some peach iced tea my mom made earlier. I got a glass
and poured myself the drink. With both drinks in my hand, I
carefully made my way back to the stairs but ran into Richard.
“I was pretty sure I called your name earlier,” he said
angrily, his breath stinking of beer.
blocked me from leaving, and I stepped back, extremely ticked off.
“You answer when I call you, boy!”
my room.”
wants me.”
“Screw you!” I dropped the drinks and lunged at him,
losing control. We toppled to the ground, punching each other
senseless.
Rosie coming down the stairs.
“Rosie! Go back to the roo—
in his hand, but he hit me hard with it, and all I remembered was
falling back, seeing nothing but his bulky blurry body rushing up
the stairs. I heard Rosie screaming. After a few attempts, I got up
and ran after them. Using his body to pin her down onto my bed,
he was yanking at her jeans, and her shirt was already ripped off. I
pulled him off and threw him out of my room into the hallway.
“ALEX!” she screamed after me. I was blinded by fury. We
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