Forced little one

36.

Noah pov

After nap time, i was basically just waiting for maddox to call and get the toture over with. I didn't want to slip before the call as it was going to be hard to get out of it for the call. Eventually, after an hour or two after nap time, maddox called, Jack was sitting on the floor in the living room, showing maddox everything he got for Christmas. i glared as minho encouraged me to just sit on the chouch to at least wish him a happy new year. As i sat down on the chouch, maddox asked to speak alone with me, which minho said, that he had to be in the same room, so the topic got dropped.

Minho started to make dinner as Jack continued to talk to maddox. Minho had told me that he was allowed to talk to us for three hours, which, in my opinion, was too much. As maddox realized that minho was gone, he asked Jack to get one of the toys that minho had already put in jacks play room. i glared at the computer as we were alone. "I'm sorry, noah, for what i did, i didn't mean it, and I'm working on getting better so that it doesn't happen again," i looked at him he had ended the sentence like a but would follow "but..." And there it was. "... it was not nice that you had me to react like that. If it wasn't for you, i would not be under supervision and ," i stopped listening and walked out as Jack returned with his toy he didn't notice me as i quietly walked upstairs into minhos office locking it having remembered where he hid the keys when he walked out. I got to one of his cabinets where an expensive bottle of liquor stood. i didn't look at the logo. I have just seen the number 1929 before i opened the bottle, taking the first swing feeling the unrecognizable burning in my throat.