Birthday Party

“Max, calm the f@ck down!” Blake yelled, pulling him away as the crowd were already gossiping about him.

“I heard he had anger issues since his parents’ death, i never thought I’d witness it.” Some one said.

Max brushed his hand over his head, casually removing the frail bandaid from his head, “What is there to calm down about? You were all in it too. Where is he?” He asked.

“In his room. He left after making a short presence…” Before Miguel could finish replying him, Blake already stormed off through the back door, almost disappearing into the main house.

The men helped Ryan up and dusted his clothes, “F@ck, I such have added two more doze.” He complained, wiping his nose with his handkerchief.

“You really do have a death wish, hmph..” Carl mumbled.

“Well, let’s join him before he wrecks havocs.” Blake suggested and they all quickly ran to the main house while Sr. Stratford’s PA restored the calm at the party.

Sr. Stratford was in the living room receiving gifts from Bryce and