Ryan’s POV
I was jolted awake by the muffled sounds emanating from the living room. Groggily, I blinked in the dim light filtering through my curtains, trying to figure out what was going on.
My heart sank as I recognized my mother's voice, they were back, I listened and heard Mr. Bryan’s voice too. he was yelling at someone, and I didn’t know who, if they should yell at anyone, it should be me.
And I doubt he was talking to my mother since my mother would never calm him down if he wants to yell at me too, or scold me for what I have done, rather, she would fuel the flames.
With a deep sigh, I threw off my blanket and swung my legs out of bed, I wore a shirt since I had slept shirtless.
As I made my way down the hallway, I could hear Mr. Bryan's voice growing louder. He was furious
