"Did you check your bloodstream?" Sed asked, scratching behind his ear.
Trey was instantly in his face. "You took them, didn't you?"
"Maybe."
"Jesus, Sed, give him his pills. What is wrong with you?" Brian said.
"There's nothing wrong with me." He locked gazes with Trey. "Why don't you tell Brian how many pills you took today?"
"Give me my f**kin' pills, Sed."
Sed lifted his hips off the sofa and pulled the bottle from his pocket. Trey tried to snatch it from his hand, but Sed held it firmly. "This label says you're supposed to take four pills a day. A maximum of eight. How many have you taken since last night, Trey? Do you even know?"
Trey grabbed Sed's wrist and tried to wrestle the bottle out of his hand. When that didn't work, he took Sed's little finger and bent it back viciously. "Ow, damn. Take the f**kin' things then." Sed released the bottle into Trey's custody.
