A loud bang woke me up. I went downstairs seeing Sam throwing pillows everywhere. The house was a mess. The coffee table was flipped over, the cushions from the couch were on the floor and there were blankets all around the living room.
"Sam what the fuck are you doing your gonna wake up Ryan." I said rubbing my eyes.
"I'm looking for something." He said throwing another pillow behind him.
"What are you looking for?" I asked as I picked up the blankets off the floor.
"Nothing."
I rolled my eyes going to the kitchen. It was already 5:30 in the morning so there was no point in going back to sleep. I turned on the kettle and waited for my water to boil.
As the water boiled Sam still threw stuff from the living room everywhere. I don't even know what he was looking for. Whatever it is, it can't be that important.
"Ugh!" Sam yelled throwing a cushion at the wall knocking down a picture frame.
"Sam what the hell?!" I yelled at him as he ignored me storming upstairs.
I finished cleaning up the living room for him and spent the rest of the morning on the couch watching Netflix by myself.
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Guys i have been gone for sooooo long. I just kinda stopped using wattpad and i redownload it the other day but i have been updating more on my new book Drug Lords Daughter. It a pretty good book if i say so myself. But yea i am going to try and update on here more.
