Me and My Boys

Me and my boys...chapter Twenty five(part A)

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I opened my eyes to find Liam sitting right next to me on a giant chair. He had one arm holding up his head while his eyes were closed. Boy, did someone looked tired. I pulled myself up in a sitting position, soreness all over my body.

"Ow. "

I stared at the sleeping Liam. I would of thrown something at him to wake him up but there was something that didn't seem right. He had dark circles under his eyes, his whole nose looked red. He also seemed a bit skinnier.

I quietly got out of bed. My slippers were right on the foot of the bed.

"Clothes, clothes."

I walked into a walking closet to which was full of clothes. I grabbed a pair of blue jeans and a black hoodie. I recognized the clothes which It all looked like my clothes so that's why I took them. I tied my hair into a messy bun. I went back where Liam was at. Something was definitely wrong. He was wearing black clothes. He was dressed like if he was going somewhere fancy. He had his silver watch which I've never seen him wear. His hair was nicely combed, his black dress shirt and black pants looked great on him. Should I wake you up Liam? Or should I let you sleep? I went over to him and "gently" poked his arm.

"You. Liam."

He slowly opened his sleepy eyes.

"Come. Go sleep on the bed."

I guess he was still half asleep for he stood up and walked to the bed.

"Take your shoe-"

He laid down and quickly got comfortable.

"Liam!"

I heard his low snoring.

"The hell is wrong with you."

I shook it off and pulled the blankets to cover him. But he still had his shoes on the bed. I uncovered his feet and took off his shoes, then placing them down where he would be able to see them later on. I then sat where Liam sat. Little light came from the window. Probably the sun is just rising. I looked at Liam's sleeping body. Where are the rest of the boys? This room wasn't my room. I don't know where I was at. The only thing I had recognized were my clothes and that was it. I got up and walked towards the double doors. I closed the door after getting out. It was a giant hallway, marble floors, portraits hung on the walls. Giant windows stood in the hallway, giving this place some warm was from the dark curtains they had. There were moon tables throughout the hall, flowers placed in a vase on top. This place looked dead. Literally! The vases were dark red with black ribbons tied around them. The flowers were the ones you would see at funerals. My body froze as the thought of someone dying came to my head. I continued walking down the hall. I looked out through the windows, this place was surrounded by gardens and a giant lake with fountains that stood in the middle of that specific garden. This place looked beautiful from the outside. I continued walking down the hall while sliding my fingers across the walls. Something felt uneasy. My stomach started to growl. I don't think it's that. There was an opened room , the door widely opened. Light came out from that room. I peeked in to find Andrew in it. He looked down at a picture he held on his hands. That room was filled with paintings and that was it. A high- round table sat in the middle of the room, another sad vase on top of it. He placed it down and started walking around, looking intently at the paintings. I didn't recognize the picture from this far away.

"Andrew?" I whispered while entering the room. He turned and rushed to my side. He greeted me with a hug.

"Andrew!"