Alice.
"No!" I heard him yell loudly.
"Please, let him just check up on her, it's raining for God sake!" My mother pleaded but Dad was adamant.
I stood behind the wall hidden from their view as they argued in the living room loudly.
"I don't care if it rains or snows, I'm not letting him into my house." Dad yelled angrily.
"Why won't you let him inside?" Mom yelled back.
"He's our son, isn't he?" She said crying and yelling at the same time.
"That good for nothing might be your son but he's not mine." Dad yelled in response.
"I've disowned him since the day he embezzled my funds and ran away like the coward that he is." Dad yelled in anger.
"What kind of man are you?" Mom sobbed loudly.
"A man that keeps his household."
"Your two children are failures, one is a thief and the other one is staying locked up in her room because of a man that barely cares about her"
"Sometimes I wonder if they are of my blood." He said angrily.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Mom yelled angrily.
"That you gave birth to two idiots." Dad yelled.
"Woman!, I'm not letting that thief into my house, you should be glad that I didn't call the police to arrest him the moment he came here."
"He should return to wherever he is coming from before I change my mind and call the police on him." Dad said storming off in the other direction.
I was still hiding behind the wall and they still didn't know that I was no longer in my room.
After my encounter with Jason at the emergency staircase, I came home. Not to my own apartment but to my parent's home.
I didn't feel the need to stay in my own house because I don't know what drastic thing I might do to myself.
Mark has been trying to call me for days but I didn't pick up. I just watched it ring and ring until it rang no more.
I felt like I had lost connection with life. Right now, I wasn't even angry anymore. Anger can't describe what I feel currently because it's too much.
What I feel is rage and wrath. I just can't come to terms with the fact that he chose that Friggin riff raff from the streets over me.
If we're to talk about love, I'll be the one who has loved him the longest and I'm also the one who appreciates him the most so I'm definitely the one who deserves him more, not that girl.
But the fact that he's going crazy just because she's been unconscious for more than a week is driving me nuts.
If only there was a way to make sure that she never wakes up.
I tiptoed back into my room and entered inside. I sighed heavily at the mess I made.
There were broken glasses everywhere and everything was in disarray after all I wasn't thinking well. I'm still not thinking well. My ability to reason was thrown away the moment Jason told me for the nth time that he doesn't want me.
I crossed over the mess I made and laid down on my bed with my legs crossed.
I looked up to the ceiling as I thought of what next to do.
How can I possibly make Jason go crazy the way I'm going crazy.
I still have my hidden card - Sophie. They wouldn't know what hit them.
I smirked as I thought about all the evil things I could do just from this corner in my room. How can I make all those people lose their hope in one second?
I was still lost in my evil thoughts when I heard a knock on my door but I wasn't sure if I was just hearing things so I sat up and paused but no sound came.
I waited and listened to see if I'll hear another knock on the door and I heard it again.
Knock knock!
"Go away!" I said loud enough for the person knocking to hear but no response came.
Instead, the knocking continued.
I hissed angrily and got up from the bed where I sat before walking to the door and opening it only to find Mark standing there by the door.
"Mar.." I wanted to say but he used his hands to cover my mouth and pushed me inside the room locking the door behind him.
"Shush!" He said shushing me up.
"What?" I frowned.
"Your father doesn't know I'm here." He said seeing the look of confusion on my face.
"Oh." I mumbled quietly before going back to sit on my bed.
"There's glasses somewhere around there." I said pointing at where he was just about to pass.
"Why is your room like this?" He asked in annoyance.
"Mind your goddamn business!" I snapped and he rolled his eyes before jumping over to sit on the bed with me.
"You're a mess." He said once he sat down on the bed.
"I know." I shrugged in response.
"You look like a mess." He repeated and I shot him a look.
"I know!" I snapped angrily.
"And for who?, For that son of a bitch?" He said angrily.
"Alice, you need to come to your senses." He said calmly now.
"You're a young talented woman, you're beautiful, you're smart, you're sexy and you are an amazing person in general."
"Why are you mooing like a cow in labour for a man who doesn't care about you?" He said quietly and I scoffed.
"Beats me!." I thought in my head.
"You need to wake up!" He whispered quietly.
"I swore never to return to this house, but you're my sister and I want the best for you."
"I'm still on the run from your father but I still came here because of you."
"Because I want you to be happy and the only way you can be happy is if you let him go." He said quietly and I was almost convinced.
"Enough with your word of advice. If you truly want the best for me, you'll either help me get him or help me destroy him." I snapped in response.
"Alice, in the past few days that I've been watching Eve, I felt bad for what I did, I mean I know that I only scared her and she fell down on her own but now that she's not waking up, I've been feeling.." Mark was explaining but I started laughing in between.
"You can't even tell a lie." I said amidst my laughter.
"You caught me?" He asked, joining me to laugh.
"Yeah, the moment you started to preach about giving up on him." I said, still laughing.
"You'll do anything for money."
"And most of all, you don't have any empathy in you. So there's no way you'll change your mind about helping me, you get scared sometimes like a coward but that's just you being crazy." I explained and he smiled.
"So what's your plan?" He asked with a smug smile on his face.
"Now you're talking." I smirked.