Chapter Three: Crystal

Crystal grabbed the beer can out of her brothers hand, glaring at him madly. "Dont forget your 17 Josh. Four years." As she picked up cigarettes off the rug, she tossed can after can into the garbage bag. It was disgusting, both of her siblings drank, and smoked, including her parents. She was the only clean one in the house and always cleaned the house, trying to make it look  nicer. "Jennifer! Josh! REALLY?" She looked at the older twins, who were drinking another beer.
"I just took one away from you Josh! Geehz." She muttered and snatched the cans away from both of them, tossing them in the trash.
Within minutes, she had cleaned up all the cigarettes and beer cans, making the house look a little better. Crystal wiped her hands on her skinny jeans, smearing black stuff down the side. "Ew. Mom, where are you?" She hollered, looking for her mother.
"In here..." Came the soft reply from the bedroom.
As Crystal walked in the room, to check on her mother, she noticed her mom had a margarita in her hands and was sipping it lightly.
"Mom! Youre pregnant, you dont need that!" Screamed Crystal, grabbing the drink away from her expecting mother.
"If you wanted a sip you should have just told me..." Her mother replied, getting loopy drunk.
"Forget you." Crystal yelled and threw the glass at the wall, and walked into the kitchen. She grabbed her coat and put it on, then slid on her side-bag. Within seconds, she had water bottles in the bag, and a few bags of chips. As she fleed from the house, she turned back one last time, shaking her head in disgust at the house.
She walked behind the house, and slipped into the forest, trying to get as far away from the slimy family she had to call family. When she was a few steps into the forest, she pulled out her phone and looked at her reflection. "I look alright. Not like im gonna meet anyone out here." She muttered then laughed, and kept trudging on.