Living is bizarre but what else could it be? It can be spent living in sorrow, living in mourn, living in anything but in all living is only living...
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Chapter Twenty Six.
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Drew's POV
"Austin are you okay?"I repeat. I gain a little support in my neck so I move it and then look over.
"Austin?" my eyes can't concentrate on him. He isn't answering. He is either unconscious or..
"Austin?" I rub my eyes and then look closely over at him. I start sobbing because I see his eyes are opened and not blinking open or close. His face is motionless. His hand that is next to my shoulder is motionless as if it wasn't even connected to his body.
"Oh my god," I mumble in my sobs. "Austin?" I lean my head back and start thinking of any answers. I try to think back to what went wrong. To what just happened. That's it, it didn't happen. This is all an illusion. I look over at Austin again. Nope. It's not.
Austin is dead.
"Austin you are so dead!! Get your ass back here now Mister!!" I hear Levi yell and it broke me out of my thoughts.
"I can't disconnect my ass from my body so come and get me dick!!"
I love over at them and then look over to see Violet laughing at them. Her giggles fade off as she walks away and not to the boys. She goes to the direction of our room. So I decide to follow her.
She doesn't realize me following her until she turns to shut the door. I slip in and shut it behind me.
"Hey Drew. Are you okay? You didn't do our morning routine today so I am wondering how you are feeling," she makes it so comfortable as if following her in here wasn't weird at all.
I sit down on her bed instead of mine. I can't give her any hints.
"A-Are you alright? You seem a little off today. Can I do something to h- to help you?"
I shake my head. Not this time. Nothing can help me right now.
"Oh okay," she purses her lips and then looks at me in the eyes, "your eyes are very brown. What's wrong?"
Can she stop asking me what's wrong or if I am okay. And that she can help me. To be honest she sounds like a fucking therapist right now and it's scary.
"Drew," she puts her hand on my leg and I flinch a little. I consider to move it for her to stop but I don't. "You were thinking about it again, weren't you?"
That is one thing. The disadvantages of becoming close to Violet is that she is starting to get to know me. How did she know I was thinking about it?
