Alex POV
I walked into the kitchen, humming Youth by Daughter. Don't judge, its a good song. Not a song that's meant to be hummed, so it sounded terrible by the way. Sighing slightly I continued my journey to the fridge. My stomach growled- no, more like roared- at the thought of food. I heard footsteps enter the kitchen.

"Kat, make me something to eat! I'm starving." I grabbed a glass of the counter as I turned and was surprised to see mom. "Mom, I thought you wouldn't be back until never." I said emotionless.

"Listen, sweety, I have something to tell you." She sighs. "I was fired from my job."

Would it make me sound selfish if I said that I was a bit happier once she said that?

"Oh, when did you get fired?" I said, trying to sound devastated as I grabbed the orange juice. I failed miserably.

:"You see, I haven't been going on business trips, lately. That's the point." She replied, looking tired and stress as she rubbed her forehead. I put the juice back into the fridge.

"Where have you been going...?" Concern dripping into my voice as I straightened up.

"I've been going to see your father. That's where I've been getting money to pay for everything."

Do you know what it feels like when you've been betrayed? When someone tells one of your secrets. One of your friends ditching you for popularity? Your family member lying to you while looking straight into your eyes and you know it?

That feeling of having your heart sink into the pit of your stomach, then that sick feeling that follows as if your going to throw up your hear? Or feeling as if your heart was put into a blender set on high, blending it into dust?

Take that feeling times it by infinity and one, turn half of it into rage and that is exactly how I felt at the moment.

Instead of yelling at her like Kat probably had, I only stared at her in disbelief. I saw the hurt in her eyes. My eyes began to water, the orange juice slipped from my grasp falling to the floor. The glass shattered into a million pieces and as cheesy as it sounded, so did my heart. My gaze shifted down as I shook my head before stepping over the glass and running upstairs.

As I entered the hallway upstairs, I took every picture hanging in the hallway and through it against the opposite wall. I knew it would take mom hours to clean but I didn't care. As I reached the last picture, Me, mom and Kat. I took the picture and through it at the ground. To my surprise there was another picture behind it. Moving the frame slightly I picked it up.

It was a woman, pregnant and... Dad.

Who is she?

Dad had his hand placed over her stomach and they were both smiling at the camera.

This is diffidently worth looking into...

Notes

Okay so check out Youth by Daughter, LOVE that song. Sorry it's short. I am slightly pissed off. and well also very sad. My emotions are all wild and its driving me crazy. How would you know if you were bi polar or if you had depression? Please tell me! and questions please?

Next update will be in Kat's POV and it will be on Sunday.

Don't forget to eat Oreos and brush your teeth!