Perished Parents

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Alley's P.O.V

Alley: is any 1 awake?  
Sheena: yeah i am
Alley: are u excited 4 next week?
Sheena: yeah i am
Alley: im not
Sheena: y?! it your birthday next week
Alley: my step dad is taking me out. he says it good coz he wants to bond with me coz i hate him soooo bad. same with step mum
Sheena: it will be alright dude, you'll see

I usually get up early, sometime around seven in the morning whether it's school or not; same with Sheena. I couldn't be bothered getting out of bed until...SMASH! I quickly flung my bed sheets off and dashed to my step parents' room. When I got there, I frowned.
My step dad had half of a wine bottle in his hand, while the other half was smashed onto the floor.

"MATT!" I screamed.
He woke up staring at me hard.
"Do mind, Alley? People in this house are trying to sleep you know! And for the record you are supposed to call me FATHER not MATT!" he replied angrily.
"I told you not to buy alcohol and get drunk. And for the record, you are not my dad."
"HOW DARE YOU!" he said sat up in bed.
"Shut up or you'll wake up Heather, you fool!"
"You're not the boss of me! I'll scream as loud as I want! Like this: AAHHHHHHHHH!"
"Shut up! NOW!"
"What's going on?" Heather asked, rubbing her eye tiredly.
"It doesn't matter, Heather. Let's go downstairs. I'll make breakfast." I said.
"Make some for me too!" Matt snapped.
"As if! By the way, where is Jessica?" I questioned.
"Mother, to you!"
"No it's not because you are supposed call your own mother 'mother', not some counterfeit!" 
"Whatever! She's at work."
"Okay. Can me and Heather go to Sheena's house after breakfast?"
"At least you'll be out of my sight, you pair of ugly twits."
"Hey, at least I asked."

When we got downstairs, me and Heather sat down. I pulled out my phone and called Sheena.
"Hi!" I said.
"Hi, Alley! What's up?" she replied.
"I just wanted to know if me and Heather could come over. Is that okay with you?"
"Yeah, why not? We could go to the park?"
"Okay. See ya after breakfast!"
"Bye!"
"Bye!"

After me and Heather had our breakfast, walked to Sheena's house. Heather seemed upset.
"Alley?" Heather started.
"Yes, Heather?"
"I hate being an eight-year-old."
"Why?"
"Because, Jessica and Matt don't listen to me...and they listen to you."
"They listen to me because they know I should be superior in the house. Also, you need to scare them and threaten them. I don't belong to them, therefore you don't belong to them."
She smiled at that and I smiled back. I knew that she would learn soon enough and she'll be the one bossing those two about. 
When we made it to Sheena's, she waved at us.