Chapter 3.

It's morning, early, I suppose. I'm wanting to sleep. I'm wanting my eyes to close and my mind to blank into the serene black silence that I await every night. I throw my bicep over my eyes and sigh. I bite my lip...begging for sleep to come.

I turn on my side.

You know what's funny?

I turn on my other side.

My whole life has always been 'Alex's way or the highway', at least that's how Max puts it. I've always gotten everything I've wanted with the snap of my finger. I was..I was used to that, the easy life. I was used to being spoiled, having everything I wanted when I wanted.

Now, I don't have that - I can't have that. And you know what else? I can't deal with not having things my way. I want to curl up into a ball and cry because nothing is the way it is supposed to be, the way it should be, the way I want it to be.

"Honey?" Her voice creeps through my closed door and a knock follows after.

I sigh heavily and throw the covers off of my head. "Yeah!"

"Can I come in?" She asks. I groan and roll onto my back, contemplating..staring at my ceiling..thinking, thinking.

"Alex?" She sounds irritated.

"Okay!" I shout bitterly. She steps through the door and frowns at me, I'm guessing because of my sour tone.

"Alex, get up, I'm tired of you laying around." She briskly walks across my room and yanks the shades open. Blinding sunlight pours through my window.

I don't move.

She's wearing her special blouse, the expensive one. Her hair is pinned on top of her head in a neat bun and her favorite earrings are dangling from her ears. They're diamond - He gave them to her two Christmases ago. She places her hands on her hips and groans at the dirty clothes laying on the floor.

"Can't any of you kids just keep your rooms clean! When I was a kid, my mother always made sure I had my room clean..." She rants on and on and on and on about her childhood that I could care a less about.

I close my eyes, tuning out the sound of her voice..hoping maybe to drift back to sleep...

"You're not even listening to me, God, Alex what is with you?"

I slap my hand to the bed and roll my eyes. "What's with you? You actually don't look like shit for once."

She sets her mouth and glares, pointing her finger. "Your mouth -"

"Mom, please, I'm not five."

She gathers the clothing on the floor. "I really don't have time to argue with you. I'm going out and he'll be here any minute."

"Who?" I ask, snapping to a sitting position.

She sighs irritated. "Jason."

My head spins. "Who the hell is Jason?"

She throws the clothing into a basket and balances it on her hip. "Your language!"

"Who is Jason!?" I demand. I'm being a total bitch.

"A guy, Alex, a guy," She says, making her way out of my bedroom.

I kick the covers off of me and storm after her. "What! Mom - are you, are you dating him?" I almost throw up at the word - dating, I shudder.

She can't be dating someone, she just..she just can't! How could she do this to me, to our family? How will Justin and Max feel when they know our Mother is dating? Again, I shudder at the word.

She sets the laundry ontop of the washer and breathes out, looking up at me. "Yes," She hisses through her teeth.

My head spins, I feel dizzy and my knees buckle.

"Alex?" Her voice sounds far away. "Alex!"


Author's Note: Haha, your-hollywood-tragedyx3(sp?) thanks for your review! I always appreciate your reviews whenever you post them, there always so thoughtful.

And I am coming back to Today, but I'm currently stuck on the 18th chapter..I'm working it everyday though so please, Today friends don't fret, I will update eventually. As for this story - I'm on a roll here. I have so much planned, I've written alot of chapters in advance. Well, I hope you all enjoy, lot's more to come!

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