Talk with my parents

"But let's forget about me and my feelings," Liam placed down his hands on the table producing a light thud.

" We are here to talk about you," Liam narrowed his eyes at the curled up figure beneath him.

"Are you tired of being in this group?" Hr bared his question like a naked sword right in front if him.

To this question, Jake showed a strong denial as he ferociously shook his head.

He was not tired of the people here. Rather he felt more and more attached to this place and everyone here who loved him.

Liam saw his response but was still not satisfied with the answer he got.

"Or do you hate what we do?" He knitted his brows in a tight frown as he aksed him. His voice echoed in the room like a thunder which could make anyone's heart freeze.

Jake once again denied the claim by shaking his head.

" You sure?" Upon seeing him shake his head again, Liam asked with a suspicion.