Reece's POV
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, REECE!" Everyone yelled, as I walked into Mitch's house. I turned to glare at Noah.
"You prick," I deadpanned and he grinned.
"What? Happy birthday!" he yelled, and I turned tonglared at my sister.
"I hate parties," I said and she pouted.
"Well, we don't and Clark needed cheering up so this was it," she said and I sighed. He wasn't standing with them.
"Where is he?" I said, looking around.
"On my couch, drinking all my alcohol, he's also high, although I'm pretty sure Sage's high with him " Leven deadpanned and I scowled.
"You let him use your drugs?" I demanded.
"No. Mitch gave them to him," he said pointing to his nephew.
"You let him use your uncle's drugs?" I turned to glare at Mitch who stared blankly at me.
"He was depressed. What bett
