Chapter One Hundred and Ten -Lose Something?

“What the hell happened here?” they said simultaneously as they slowly walked into the apartment.

The apartment was in disarray like a tornado had torn through it. The largest couch was turned upside down, and its cushions sprawled across the living room floor. Also scattered across the floor were shards of glass from shattered pictures and shards of broken dishes.

“Be careful; there’s glass all over the floor,” Connor warned Jason as they stepped in, his eyes roaming all around his vandalised apartment.

“Really? I didn’t notice,” Jason said sarcastically, attempting to lighten the mood.

“Who could’ve done this?” Connor asked rhetorically.

Suddenly it clicked in Jason’s head, “This is is Danny’s doing. I’m sure of it.”

"Unbelievable,” Connor muttered under his breath. He flipped the couch back to its normal position and sat on it, burying his face in his hands.

Guilt and rage were rising in Jason as he kept on looking at the state of the apartment.

“I’ll get a broom to clean up the