Oakley , Henry and Riley all sat around the table , drinking some juice . Lucas and Stacy were playing in the room while Oakley and Riley talked , catching up on what they missed in the last five years . Henry sat and looked at the table the whole time, staring into the wooden object as if in a trance , his head spinning , he started to feel annoyed and angered , “Just stop . f**k just stop it .” Henry slammed his hand onto the table , the sound loud , echoing through the house . Oakley and Riley both froze mid sentence , their heads snapped into the direction of the angered looking Henry , “ What is the matter ? ” , Riley asks , reaching her hand out to Henry’s hand that was balled into a tight fist , placing her soft and tiny hand over his hard fist as she lightly stroked it . “ Nothing
