The scream

When I opened the door, I found Davian in front. He was in a good mood. There was a smile on his face. He pushed me aside by the hand and entered. I closed the door behind him. I remained silent. Davian walked towards the chair, sat on it, and leaned against the back of the chair.

I was staring at him. We did not even realize that time had passed so quickly. The night had come up. Davian looked at Jason. Why is he sleeping? Davian asked. I looked at Jason; he was sleeping on the floor. I nodded.

“Who was screaming?” I asked with a concerned face.

What scream are you talking about? Davian said this while standing up. Davian then walked towards the window. Davian put his hands in his pants pockets. I looked down at the ground and then looked up at him.

“The scream I heard before you knocked at the door.” I asked with a straight face. Davian pressed his lips. Davian was looking at me in astonishment. As if I had said something strange.