Chapter Twenty-One

Luke POV

Arriving home, I was still trying to wrap my mind around everything. The car pulled into the garage ,I exited and took the elevator up to the living room. Arriving up I spot Jason by the small Bar with a glass of Alcohol tightly gripped in the palms of his fist.

"Hey Bro, Where's Tanya?", I asked making him aware of my presence.

" Room", He answered exhausted, Sighing heavily.

"Wanna pour your brother a glass of wherever you drinking", I spoke trying hard to lightened the atmosphere which was thick almost like I was going to suffocating.

" We shouldn't have gone to that club?"He responded not turning to look at me once since I've been here. I could hear the frustration and hurt lacing in his voice,He was trembling but from what?

Putting my hands on his shouldered trying to get him to look back at me, he ignored my gesture taking another sip from the glass.

"Jason,Look at me Man, Wassup?" I asked genuinely concerned.