Frankie
“Ronnie is dead?” I hear Clayton shout.
I open my eyes, and my mate is pacing in front of the bed, talking on the phone. I had just had a pleasant dream when his voice woke me up. I sat up on the bed and watched him. “What’s going on?”I ask sleepily.
Clayton stops and looks at me with wide eyes, “I’ll be there in thirty minutes, Eric,” He says and drops his phone on the bed. He then starts rushing around the room, gathering up his clothes.
“Clayton,” I say to him. “What is going on?”
He stops and sighs, “Ronald Evans was found dead,” He states and rushes into the bathroom.
I slide off the bed and rush after him. He is naked and turning on the shower, “Ronnie is dead?” I ask, and he nods while stepping into the shower. My heart starts to race as I remember playing with Ronnie
