My Father Is A Gang Leader

Slowly rising up, one of the twins looked down at his drenched shirt. All the boys were hit with water, but he got the majority of it. My eyes widen when he looked up at me, with anger built up behind his dark eyes.
"I-I'm so s-s-sorry," I stuttered, unable to move. He got up so he was now towering over me. I closed my eyes shut, praying that this wouldn't be the end of me.

God, please save me. I can't die, I never got to get a pet rabbit!

Laughing. That's all I heard from the table. Slowly peeling my eyelids open, I noticed the three boys who were still seated, were laughing. Their faces were red and little tears were sliding down their cheeks. I smiled looking at their reaction. Looking back up at the twin, he looked at the boys with anger. He looked like he would exploded at any minute. When he looked back at me, he stepped closer.
"You find this funny?' he asked, his voice deep. Immediately my lips straightened into a thin line. I took steps back as he started to take steps forward. I was in for it.