Freddie’s POV
‘FREDDIE’ Mum’s screeching could have been heard from Australia, it was ear piercing, and my poor head did not need that kind of trauma right now.
‘What!’ I groaned from the sofa, were I currently lay, hoping that the pain relief I had just consumed would start to work its magic.
‘Don’t you dare what me. You, me, kitchen, now’
I internally rolled my eyes; I did not need this right now. I sat up slowly, moving my heavy limbs to steady myself and plodded into the kitchen. I had thought if she was going to give me the ‘speech’ about finishing with Thia she would have done it yesterday.
But no, she decided to wait until I had the hangover from hell to do it. Great. Like I wasn’t regretting last night enough without this adding to it.
After a few hours of drinking last ni
