Chapter 13 Flashback

• Zoella POV (Flashback)
• I turned the page of the diary, and a grin spread across my face. It was the first time Chloe had brought Alex home, and while my dad was always in a foul mood, my mom seemed to just go along with it all. I was perched by my window, soaking in the bright blue sky and chatting with Eva on the phone. Suddenly, I heard a car pull up and park in front of our mansion. It was Saturday, and Chloe, even at just seventeen, had a knack for partying and hitting the clubs. My dad didn’t bat an eye at her late-night escapades, but I couldn’t even invite a friend over without a lecture. I wouldn’t call her a brat since she’s my twin, but I had my suspicions about her romantic escapades. My dad was a master of juggling secrets, and only our family knew about his mafia ties.
• In our house, guns were stashed away in secret spots, especially since Chloe could be a real piece of work sometimes. A handsome guy stepped out of the car and helped my sister out, and for a moment, I felt a flicker of hope. Chloe had partied hard the night before and was now rolling in with a guy in the morning. She was definitely Dad's favorite, and it seemed like he would let her get away with anything she wanted. On the other hand, my dad saw me just like my mom, weak and too good for a person, he saw me as someone that couldn't even hold a gun properly then one day I decided to make him notice me.