The Peterson's

Chapter 7

Zoey's POV

I wake up with a searing headache. I'm never getting drunk again. I hoist myself up by my arms and lazily look around my room until I'm met with a face next to me, Liam's.

"Good morning" He says, passing me a glass of water and a pain killer. I swallow the pain killer and drink the water. It makes my headache slowly calm down but it still aches.
Last night was horrible. I should have listened to Jordan and stayed home. Now everyone knows I'm a Peterson in and out of school which will make more people hate me.

"Zoey Peterson's first hangover. That's something I thought would never happen" Jordan walks in and leans against my door frame, his voice laced with anger. I just groan and rub my forehead. Hangovers aren't fun.

I look over at my clock and sigh. It's 7:30 in the morning. "Do I have to go to school?" I moan like a five year old. I just want to lay in bed and eat Ice cream. "Yes. You do. Why are you even asking Zo?" Jordan looks at me like I'm stupid.

"My head hurts" I whine once again like a five year old.

"Meet us downstairs in fifteen minutes" Liam demands as he stands up and leaves the room, closing the door behind him and Jordan.

I lazily pull myself out of bed and look in the mirror. I slept in what I wore last night...including my high heels. My hair is all over the place and my makeup is smudged. I look like one of the zombies from the Thriller music video.

I quickly walk into my ensuite and get a shower. Once I'm dry, I loosely fish braid my hair and apply makeup. I decide to wear a patterned crop top with denim high waisted shorts and white converse.

I walk out of my bedroom and bump into a woman walking out of my Dad's bedroom. She just smiles at me and walks down the stairs. A quiet one. We usually don't get them.
I follow her down the stairs, where she lets herself out. I then walk into the kitchen, where I'm met with my three brothers. Dylan throws me a banana and I catch it. "It was a quiet one today" I say to them as I peel the banana and take a bite of it. They all nod awkwardly and then go back to eating their breakfast. "Is everything ok?" I ask the three of them. Dylan glares at me and then looks down. "You nearly killed yourself last night" He murmurs. "Like that hasn't happened to anyone in our family before. The three of you nearly kill yourselves every other day" I say whilst eating.

"Yeah, but it's never happened to you before. You are usually the good one. If you would have listened to us and stayed home, you would have never been in that position. You scared the fuck out of us Zoey. Why did you have to be such an idiot?" Jordan shouts, slamming his coffee cup on to the counter.

"Wow Jordan, sorry for being an idiot because I thought you had always wanted me to be bad, what's with the change of heart? I can't believe that the three of you, who have created so much shit after Mom died and I have never got mad at you, get mad at me after ONE night! It was ONE night!" I shout back at them, my eyes filled with tears. I throw my banana peel in the bin and quickly look back at them to see them staring at me in shock "I'll see you in the car" I state before walking to the door and opening it.

"Zo, wait-" I hear Dylan shout but it's too late because I ignore him and step outside, closing the door behind me.

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The car ride was awkward.
It was silent and the tension was uncomfortable. The whole way to school Liam and Jordan kept glaring at my through the front mirror while Dylan sent me sympathetic looks from the side of me.

When Liam stops the car, I quickly jump out without acknowledging any of them.
I just storm towards the school before Jordan or Dylan can reach me. Words can not describe how mad I am at them, I feel like screaming.