Chapter 11

• A few hours later.
• I remain on the cold wooden floor of the rehearsal room, looking at the ceiling, loneliness being my best company and the memories of my brothers plaguing my memory. The living room door opens and Kyle enters shirtless and a couple of beers in his hands, without saying anything he places her next to me and sits down.
• In silence I watch him take a long sip and lean his head against the wall, he closes his eyes and sighs, it must be hard for him too, I lost my brother and my best friend, but he also lost his best friend, Kyle and Niko was always three of us, where Niko went there was me and where I was there was Kyle.