Alex's Pov
Is that. . . Screaming? I set down what must have been my third or fourth shot out of my 4th bottle of whiskey this week, Lizzie had been avoiding all of us this week, and it was taking a toll on Jack especially. She wouldn't even talk to him. Maybe she's right. Maybe Lizzie isn't worth the effort. None the less, I still wobbled up the stairs to check on her. She was shaking, and yelling for Jack to get off of her. But, he was nowhere in or around her room. Jack ran in looking more concerned than I was.
"Dude, what's happening? What did I do? She hasn't talked to me, or looked at me since I picked her up when she thought we were going to beat her. All I as trying to do was calm her down. I didn't mean to make her afraid of me!" Jack said, almost crying. He whispered the last sentence, like he had lost hope. "Alex? Have you been drinking?" He asked. He looked concerned for some reason.
"Yeah, but Jack, I've been thinking. . ." I said, after Lizzie had calmed down. She never woke up. "Maybe, maybe Lizzie's right. Maybe we should take her back before she gets hurt, or causes us anymore trouble. She said it herself. Maybe she really isn't worth it."
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FanfictionMy life didn't used to be this horrific. I didn't used to have to deal with bullies or my father's abuse. He actually used to be a loving, caring, fully functional, human being. That all changed when my mother died. My father became abusive and blam...
