Chapter 2

Brian's pov

We entered my room. I was relieved that I took off all the aliens posters and stuff from it days ago. It was a bit stupid of my part to think that way because I knew Eric told him I was an aliens and ufo geek. But now that I knew the truth behind my nightmares, I didn't care about ufo anymore.

" No ufo posters huh? " He stated a bit surprise.

" I threw everything some days ago. Now I don't know what to put on this walls." I had no clue. My whole life had been about ufo and aliens until now. Now I felt empty and lost about who I was and what kind of stuff I could like.

Neil nodded. " Do you have a picture of it ? When it was all about Ufo?"

"Why do you want to see that?" I asked surprised.

" Show me " he almost ordered . I took an old pictures of it on my desk. " Here it is " I said witth curiosity.

He looked at it with concern.

" Jesus… You had serious problems " he began. He gave it back to me. " Tomorrow, I'll show you what my room looks like. You 're going to freak out big time." He added.

"Why?"

He snorted " because I have serious problems too. " His voice died at that comment. " You will help me to burn it all. We will make a big fire and we will dancing around" he tried to laugh but didn't succeed. He started to look around and he spoted my Iron man comic's collection.

"Oh my god! I didn't read this since the last time I stole one, I was ten. Then I Thought I was too old to read some "

I approached him as he took some of the comics to watch the covers. His eyes were a bit differents. He looked happy or was it nostalgic?

" If you want to read them, you can take them" I proposed.

"Really? great! " his eyes definitely lit up.

"Oh! This was the one I stole " He said while showing to me the cover. " Did you ever stole something Brian?" he asked with a cocky smile

" Just the baseball team picture" I answered.

Neil 's smiled suddenly disappear. " Do you have some drinks and snacks, it's going to be a long night " He was all serious now.

I nodded. We went to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and saw the beers and two bottles of alchohol. I didn't know if it was a good idea to drink and to risk to get drunk. Last time I got drunk, I talked to my father . I didn't feel great at that time but now I was sure in a worst state of mind. I was glad to be with Neil because god knows what I could have done alone with thoses drinks.

I was standing in front of that fridge without notice I didn't move for severals minutes. Neil came near me . Probably a bit impatient or scared from my silence.

His presence awoke me from the darkness that was slowly invading my mind.

"No beers or alcholol for me " He decided " It will break my mom 's heart to discover I killed myself while being drunk. Tomorrow it's christmas" He said bitterly.

I looked at him surprised " What?" he asked

" I just thought the same " I replied with a disturbing tone.

He took the orange juice and some soda. I took some cookies and candies. What the hell we were doing? It looked like we were going to have a good time , enjoying our night togheter while disscussing about good old days.

We went back at my room. Neil sat on my bed.

" Neil… " I started with a weak voice " How did you survived it?"

He looked at me with a puzzled expression. I thought he didn't understand what I meant so I asked again

"How did you do all theses years knowing what happened to you? I forgot it all and now I know I…" I paused " I wish all theses time it was all about aliens instead of…" I didn't have the heart to finish my sentence.

Neil didn't answer . He seemed to be lost in his thought. I didn't want to pressure him. Suddenly I noticed he was a bit paler than before. He stood up quickly and yelled

" Bathroom now "

He was about to vomit.

TBC