Chapter eight: Bitch!
Ruthie woke up the next morning her head pounding it was Sunday, which meant church, which was not where Ruthie wanted to go right now. She opened her eyes but quickly closed them again, head eyes burned from the light. She could hear her mom calling her downstairs for church she slowly got up and popped painkillers in mouth as she washed her face. She could hear people running around downstairs, and the sound of her brother's feet pounding against the floor was killing her. She quickly put on a short black dress and some makeup, before heading downstairs.
Once in the kitchen she felt a little uncomfortable. She could feel the twins looking at her, when she glanced at Sam he looked so sad and scared but when she looked at David she'd never seen him so pissed.
"What's your problem?" She asked.
"You!" He shot back.
"David?"
"Aww," She said sarcastically that's when Ruthie remembered the night before. "Did I wake you?"
"Ruthie that's enough," Annie said glaring at you.
"Bitch!" David mumbled.
"What the fuck did you call me?" Ruthie said leaning over him.
"YOU HEARD ME," David said standing up.
"David don't you ever use that word again and Ruthie stop cursing!" Annie yelled.
"Why? She is, she thinks she the center of the universe! Well if she wants to mess up her life fine! But I don't like watching you break mom and dad's heart" David screamed.
"You're a little brat!" Ruthie said, with that she stormed out of the house. David stood there looking at his mother who looked so upset.
"Why is she doing this?" She whispered to herself.
"David your making mommy upset!" Sam cried.
"No, Ruthie is! I hate her!" He ran upstairs, Sam trailing behind him.
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