CHAPTER 23: SHOCKING CALLS

ERIC'S POV I woke up the next morning, just to see myself lying on the floor. I sat down in a slow manner, exhausted and drained out. Cleaning my eyes, I saw Clark sleeping on the floor. Some bottles of beer were right next to him. I had to recall. Last night, the both of us had a lengthy conversation, talking about so many things. And we had to drink our sorrows out. Yup, that's how we ended up on the floor. Clark's snores were killing my ears. I wanted to give him a hard slap in his face, but I was too enervated to even move out of this spot. Two maids treaded downstairs, and they were quite surprised to see me like this. It was kind of embarassing, but what could I do? It's what I get for being a part of the intoxicated family. The maids were discussing silently with themselves, and I was just watching them. Their eyes caught mine, and they ceased their conversation immediately. I could tell they were captured by fear. My gaze was never the friendly type. I gestured for the b