What will he think? ~ Ro'meave Brothers

N I N E T E E N

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Zane's POV

     I pounded on the door of Garroth's, Laurence's, Travis' and Dante's house. I knew someone was in there. I could hear voices, laughter, and the sound of the t.v blasting throughout their house.

No one was coming out soon. I dramatically sighed, throwing my head back. I walk away from the house that the four idiots lived in. Travis had to be there by now, I feel bad still for ditching him.

     I headed to my house. A big house, that I lived alone in. I wish Travis could live with me. I have been thinking about him since I left. Maybe he can meet my mom. She'll probably like Travis.

     No. She'll hate you for being who I am. For not being perfect. I sighed. Travis can't know about this.

I opened the door to myself. Cold air immediately washing over me. The dark colors made me smile under my mask.

I loved it here.

It was dark. No one was here to bother me-

I jumped. The door opened behind me. I could tell by the loud noise from the door.

I bet it's Travis...

"Zane!!" The peacefulness was interrupted by Travis, who barged into my house without permission. But, he's Travis. Lovable, sweet, stupid Travis. "There you are!" Travis wrapped his strong arms around my stomach. He squeezed me until I couldn't breath.

     This is how I'm going to die. It's over for me.

    Air, sweet air, came into my lungs. I watched the older male let go of me, freeing me from the long bear hug. I glared up at Travis.

     "I've been looking for you!" Travis intertwined hands with mine, looking down at me. His white hair was over his forehead, casting a shadow across his tan face.

"I'm fine. And, if you can please go, I would appreciate that."

He frowned.

"Okay, I'll let myself out..."

Now, I definitely feel bad.