𝖆𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖒 | d.f. | book two

🐲 alex83 🐲

11:37pm

i open my eyes, connecting with veda's.

"do you feel him?" she asks.

i look around at the place we're in.

"what do you mean by feel him?" i ask her. "ray is the only-"

"you're his blood brother alex. focus and feel him," she asserts.

"this used to be our spot in florida. the boys and i'd come here to smoke and hang out. but... i don't think he's here," i tell her, knowing that i don't feel him here.

i understand what she means, about feeling him.

but i just... never thought about it.

"i don't want to waste time. you sure he isn't here?"

the spot is underneath a highway strip. we used to get high and listen to the cars roar by overhead. talk about stupid shit. do dumb shit.

"dom! it's me! it's alex!" i yell.

we wait, the both of us looking around.

"i think that's a no," she nods.

"what are we looking for?" i ask her.

"you see how apple has happy places?"

"you think he left his body to go to his happy place?"

"we shouldn't over look it. we'll go into his mind afterward. besides, we need to prepare before going into that mess that soraya said it was."

"okay. then, we'll try our mom's apartment next. then matt's. then back at houston at our place. but something is telling me it'll be a waste of time. ann for sure has him trapped in his mind. she'd do some evil shit like that," i tell veda.

"alex? v? you guys okay?" i hear seph.

"we're good!" i yell back.

v laughs.

"you don't need to yell," she chuckles. "you just think about talking in your real body and it'll transfer," she explains.

"sorry," i apologize.

"alright. to your mom's we go."

she grabs my hand and we close our eyes.

i open my eyes and see my mom's home.

"damn, many memories here," i say, feeling nostalgic. "good and bad," i say, walking around, everything quiet.

i miss the rambunctious behavior of the world.

there was something mundane about it all.

i stop at my mom's room door. i swallow.