Chapter 50

Scott dosen't get angry though, that scares me even more. Oakley, the one who orchestrated all this, but left us without sticking to her job of warning us if my brother was approaching the house, is now at said brother's side, shamelessly eating anything he dumps on her plate with a smidge of delighted ecstasy, and totally no shame at all.

I wish Scott would put a cockroach in whatever he was preparing next and hand it over to her. I shoot her a glare and she gives me a delighted smile, like this was her plan all along.

Set us up and leave us to bear the smoldering silence that is Scott ignoring us. He dosen't ignore us totally to begin with, but his total attitude this evening, and the way his hands just seem to be working methodically makes me feel guilt eating deep into my bones.

The cause of all this trouble who goes by the name of Eras, sits at the other side if the table, cloth looking like Scott's silence scares him more than it scares me.

"Scott???" I say deciding to test the waters, and the way his head snaps back at the mention of his name makes me feel apprehension, but that's the way he has always snapped to attention at the mere mention of his name, isn't it?. "I'm sorry for busting into your room" I begin meekly, and he shrugs like it didn't bother him at all.

"You see, I met Eras wet in the halls at, at school and I couldn't let him go home like that" I say, and the uninterested look he gives me makes the sinking in my guts heavier. "You're the only one who has clothes that aren't skirts and female jeans, plus it's your old pair I gave to him".

He refuses to give me a response and i feel like crawling into the ground and burying myself. He's not even giving me any attention and it hurts me. I'm his elder sister, he did something wrong and I couod have found a worse way to correct him, but yet he still makes me feel like I'm the bad person here.

It's not fair that he has to make me cower in fear in front of my friends, at what he could do as revenge or to get back at me. The apprehension he makes me feel, is worsened when he drops whatever it was he was making and asks Eras "Are they too tight for you, I have something else that's more comfortable".

Eras simply looks at me dumbfounded, like he dosen't know what he's gotten himself into and I can't seem to find the courage to give him a reassuring smile so I simply gesture to him to give Scott an answer. "Its nice enough, thanks" Eras replies and I almost face palm myself.

You thank the guy who pours moppy water on you after you've changed Into his clothes, real smooth Eras. Scott nods and vanishes upstairs, and the click makes me know he's locked himself in, and locked everyone else out. The look on Oakley's face shows me, she also sees the severity of this situation. I almost want to strangle her.