So I decided I was going to switch POVs every chapter

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Chapter 2

The light shines through my windows and into my eyes waking me up from my sleep. Not that I got much sleep last night anyway. I kept reliving 'The Night' in my head again. The accident happened last year but to me it was only yesterday. It also doesn't help that my mind won't let me forget either.

"Zander are you ready?" I hear my mom yelling from the kitchen.

All I want to do is ignore her, but if I don't answer in her 2 minute limit, she'll come barging in faster than you can answer "coming".

"I'm coming." I yell back, not in the mood to argue.

I get up from my bed and jump into the shower. I put my iPod in the dock and turned it to my 'Favourites' playlist and let the music blare. I sang along to the music. I know it was a bit girly to sing in the shower, but it was one of the only places I could practice my music. Let's just say my music wasn't appreciated or supported in my family. I get dressed and study myself in the mirror. I have on a black Hugo Boss t-shirt on with a pair of Ralph Lauren shorts. I don't normally dress so expensive, but before summer started my girlfriend, Molly Garfunkel, decided that the way I normally dressed wasn't good enough. She said I needed to dress up to her speed. So she took me shopping for a whole new designer wardrobe, so I had to say goodbye to comfortable flannels. Some people might say I'm good looking or attractive, hell everyone says that even Molly. But apparently even that's not good enough for her. I know I shouldn't let myself get pushed around by my girlfriend, but she she pleases my parents, friends and fits my "perfect" image. I'm not even sure Molly likes me, our whole relationship is kind of an act to make everyone else, but us, happy.

I spritz myself with the Abercrombie and Fitch cologne ,my mom bought me. I know Molly likes the smell. I was kinda nervous about seeing Molly after a summer apart. It wasn't that I was unconfident, it was that she had such high expectations and is really high maintenance. If something doesn't go her way, she freaks out at everyone involved.

"Zander!" My mom yells again. I run down stairs not wanting to upset my mom, because to be honest I'm kinda scared of her. She has anxiety; which is part of the reason everyone in my household does what she says without a fight. The other part is she's just damn scary.

"You're late, it's 7:40 and and Nelson is on his way. Breakfast is on the table, that noise you call music was giving me a head-ache. Thank goodness it's off."

"Good morning to you, too, mom." I say, internally rolling my eyes. "Where's Hanna?"

"In the kitchen."

"Did you buy her new cane yet? The one that heats, when you press the button."

"Yes. I gave your sister an earful this morning, Zander. If she keeps breaking the canes I buy her, they'll be out at the store." She says complaining again about why Hanna acts up.

I walk into the kitchen, and watch my sister. Hanna is sitting in her wheelchair with her damaged leg resting on the chair next to her. "Hey Han." I say giving her a gentle smile and leaning on one knee next to her. "Hey Bro." She says trying to point me out, following the sound of my voice. "Getting ready for the first day of school?" she asks.

"Yea, wish me luck."

"You'll do fine."

"You'll do fine. At Least you can see your school." A pang of guilt appears on her face as if she realized what she said. "I didn't mean it like that." she said guilty.

"Don't worry about it." I sighed. "Han you know it was an accident right." I asked knowing she wasn't going to continue the conversation. "Yea, of course." she said looking anywhere but at me.

We sighed.

"What are you doing today?" I asked changing the subject.

"Mrs. Malik is coming over and then I have to go to my Physio therapy session with Ms Payne."

She explained. "Mrs. Malik? What happened to Mr Horan?" Hanna is home schooled, since she can't go to real school.

"I Chased him away, he treated me like I was his pet." She said shrugging her shoulders. "Hanna you can't get rid of everyone who tries to help you." I said, knowing trying to reason with her was pointless, she hates being pitied.

"Nelson is here!" my mom yelled from the living room.

I looked out the window and saw Nelson honking his Mercedes Benz. I ran outside grabbing my bag.

"We'll talk about this later." I told my sister, kissing her cheek."

I'm not sure if I like this chapter

It focuses too much on Zander's home life.

Let me know what you guys think.