Vanderson

DEAD!!!!

I secretly followed George, entered a bus and walked some distance further,  then he approached a huge house. George entered the gate which was opened making it easier to enter without being noticed, then he made way to the door and rang the bell.  The mansion had a swimming pool at the side and a pool table. I hid beside a car and moved from cars to cars to get closer to the door because they had a fleet of cars, until I moved to a big car that had siren and immediately I touched it the alarm came on. There was noise everywhere, I closed my eyes and waited for awhile but George didn't come, I peeped again and George wasn't there, he must have entered I thought still crouching and peeping. "Ahem" I heard and I turned around to see George and a well built, tall,  chocolate skinned guy staring at me "waddup" I said faking a smile,  "YOU!!! gosh, are you stalking me???" he said
"meeeee........nope I've just been counting your footsteps and some flowers too........off course I'm stalking you and now I've seen what I want to see, excuse me" I said in a sarcastic voice and walked past them heading to the door.  I went upstairs and I as I was going I saw human sized statues, I also saw pictures of the guy downstairs from when he was a toddler till present, I guess I judged George too quick, he must be very rich and I never knew that he had a senior brother. I went back downstairs, "where is your mom?" I asked
"My mom??" he said with an eyebrow slightly raised. "Yes your mom, idiot" I replied, "she's there" he replied pointing up to the direction of the house, "well I can't  see her" I said getting angry, "wait.... do you think this is my house?" he asked laughing hard "it's his" he said.  I turned to look at the guy, he had brown eyes, thick eyebrows and a thick black hair weaved back in rows, he wore shorts exposing his muscular thighs. "oh.....nice house dude, it was too good to be true" I said looking at George. "Now why do you need my mum?" George asked  "we have personal issues" I said as the thunder clapped pouring down rain, "can we go inside" the well built guy said with a soft romantic voice.  We found ourselves inside the house drinking coffee around fire, the boy introduced himself as Maxuel; George's best friend. We continued drinking as George said " Vandie don't bother looking for my mom, she's dead, she a year ago", I stared hard at him thinking "dead!  dead!!, why would she die? Why didn't she die in my hands? ", my eyes blurred and then it closed.