Leeroy's POV
So this weird American came and took Eddy away. He didn't let me go with him, stupid wanker, what am I meant to do? I'm as cold as fuck and lost, so what am I meant to bloody do? I look around and see a forest, this was all I had, so I ran, into the forest. The blood pumping through my veins. When I was deep enough in there I climbed onto a low tree branch sitting on it, praying it won't snap. I get my balance and stand up, seeing something shine in the near distance, a phone. Humans. People there, breathing and on a phone.
I slowly sit back down on the branch looking at ways to get down. Shit I cant get there. Nope I can't come down. Help. Not in your hear Lee, out loud. "Help" I shouted, hoping to catch the peoples attention. I wait around five minutes with no respond, sighing heavily and snapping sound beats it. "What the fuck" I scream into the air while heavily falling onto the cold ground with a thud.
I lay there, trying my hardest not to break down and cry as bloody hell that hurt a lot. I think this sparked the peoples attention and I heard some rumbling, and I notice a light shine through the dark, blacked out surroundings. "Leeroy!" A very deep, husky voice said so fast that if it was anymore than one word I would have been lost. I looked up at Harry's red face, next to him was a smaller man awkwardly standing there looking between us. I slowly mess my hair up with my hand. I grinned nervously, not knowing where this will lead me and my dead best friends brother.
"Talk to me" He demanded, glaring at me with his green eyes what had become darkened and quite frightening. All his muscles have tensed and his chest is raising up and down extremely slowly, his body seemed to have some how grow was tall as a fucking building, towering me. I was quite intimidated. "Hi" I squeaked weakly, terrified to see the killer in rage. Maybe that's mean, a person who had seen most his family die.
"Is that it? Is that fucking it? Where the fuck is Edward" he whispered, but managing to fill the woods with his voice. I shivered slightly, not wanting to mention what happened to his older triplet. He knows Ed has been going out but thought he was just sleeping around, pretending to be wasted. If only he knew. Well he will now, shit. I can't tell him. He will kill me, literally. I started shaking violently feeling an arm go round my neck. I looked next to me, Louis was hugging me. One of the best feelings in the world. I don't love Louis or anything, he just gives nice hugs.
"H-he... W-we-well... Erm" I stuttered. I cant say this, it will break him, and he will break me. I burried my head into Louis, him patting my head. Tears were pouring already from I. Harry suddenly grabbed me and pulled me to his height, my feet dangling. Still stunned on what just happened. "Where. The. Fuck. Is. My. Brother" This was not in any form a question, it was a command. You could easily see the rage on his face, his breathing echoing from tree to tree. His eyes were black but still shining through the dark. My body was numb and I just wanted to slid into nothingness.
"Lee, I think its best you tell Harry, he has just seen something and isn't feeling the best. Please Lee tell him" Louis begged me looking at me, his giant blue eyes burning me with guilt and regret. This was all kind of my fault, but Edward is old enough, I am not his mother. Bad example. "At the hospital" I murmured knowing no one will hear, but I have said it, they cannot get pissed with me now.
Harry dropped me, I realized he could have heard me, it sounded quiet in my head. The messy haired boy run along, forgetting me and Louis, going out of sight within seconds. "What are we meant to do?" I asked the only person here. He looked at me, shaking his head, as if he was disappointed. He got up brushing the earth off him. "You know Edward isn't allowed to drink, you know he's now meant to have even a little drop. Any. You have seen what has happened to that family in the last couple of years and you go do this, Harry got back from where ever he was today and you decide to greet him like this? You are pathetic and I hope the only time I see you again is when you burn in Hell, see you in torture you twat" And with that he left me. And I was back where I was before, alone. I wasn't going to go after either of them, it would be pointless and a waste of energy.
Soon after the wind picked up and I tried to snuggle in my coat. It didn't feel much like normal wind, the type what has the force to push you over, more like human wind, when people walk past too quickly. It also kept going back and forth, like it was trying to get me. I got up, brushed myself to get rid of the dirt, and walked closer to the path of wind, I stopped in its way and it suddenly stopped. I waited for it until it came from behind and pushed me near the tree, coming to a halt before I crashed into it. Scratched on there was some messy writing, it reminded me of someone's I know. I walked a bit closer and saw 'Leeroy?'. What it this? How does the wind know me?
"Yes, I am Leeroy Payne. Please come out of the trees or something, I want to know who put this." I called to the forest. As soon as the words left my mouth a figure appeared in the distance, it was quite tall and really skinny, except the large biceps what didn't look right. It got into a slight jog until I could clearly see him. I saw the messy hair and thought Harry was going to kill me or something but as me vision got clearer I saw these huge glasses. This wasn't right, he had died two years ago, he wasn't living. He was buried in the ground with his parents, a grave stone on top of him.
"Yes I did die, Leeroy, but I came back, and I found you like this. It's strange to think how you were two years ago. Where is your dance passion? Your headbands? Blonde hair? You are not Leeroy. But people change and as I watch you I will just have to get use to it." I am not really listening to his words, I am just so confused on how he is here, and if he is dead how is he talking to me?
