#Chapter373

What the hell were you thinking?

“Wake up, fucker!” I heard someone yell as they smacked me, startling me awake—fucking Liam.

I sat up in bed to see the six of them standing there, not looking too pleased.

“What the fuck, RJ?” Austin exclaimed.

“Hi to you too,” I mumbled, rubbing my head.

“Thanks for taking off on us and leaving us to deal with the nut jobs at home,” Liam said, plopping down on my bed.

I smacked Liam’s feet off my bed. “Shoes.” He moved his feet off my bed as I got up. “Sorry, shit got too much at home.”

“Then you come to us and...