Chapter Twenty Three
Brian’s Point of view
Reluctantly, I headed home. I didn’t kill last night, i just, wasn’t in the mood for it. For the first time in a long time, I didn’t want to kill. Heading inside, the house was.. Errerly quiet. Where were the guys?
I looked through the rooms, but they were all empty. Maybe they were just out or something? Whatever. I headed up to my bed room, but as soon as I walked through the door, Rob was sat, waiting on my bed, Letroy was leaning against the wall and Damon was sat on the top of my draws.
What the f**k is going on?
‘What are you all doing on here?’ I questioned, pulling off my shirt, ready for a shower, but none of them answered me. ‘Hello?’ I folded my arms, getting more and more annoyed by the second, eventually, Rob stood up and the
