Chapter 4

Fuck. When I came back from the shower, I found both Blake and Riley sitting on my bed. I arched up my eyebrows and grabbed a seat on the couch.

"You shouldn't have killed them," and here starts Blake. It is his usual routine to come and give me a long lecture on what I should do or not.

"Out of my room. Now," I said and pressed my eyes closed. My head is throbbing with the worst headache ever. I pressed my fingers over my temple. This day couldn't get any worse. First that fucking unsuccessful d**g deal, then that family melodrama, and now this stupid headache.

"Riley, do you have any painkillers available right now?" I asked, and he chuckled and then nodded.

"Then why the hell are you still here, Motherf*cker? Go and bring it," I yelled, and he smirked while looking at Blake. Definitely, they are planning something.

"Zach,