Chapter 250

I grimace in frustration at this as I know that my brother is just trying to skim around the edges. He's just trying to make me leave him alone.

He wants me to leave this matter alone but I simply can't. I mean he had given me a pep talk in school because someone had been trying to infringe on my rights, but now he doesn't want me to even show him how much I care that he isn't going to bump into Adrian at all.

I checked the schedule again and I am, I am infinitely sure that there is no way that the both of them would have the slightest chance of meeting each other at wherever this music school is. Adrians schedule for four:thirty to six: thirty p.m. is an endorsement program for an overseas brand that is seeking to sign with him, so there is no way that he can even escape that even if he tried to do it.

Scott should be feeling safe, he should be feeling strangely secure at this point and the way I am feeling hurt for a reason that I cannot place annoys me.

He looks troubled, he looks confused and worried and that scares me. It scares me so much that I find myself aching to know exactly what is going through his head.

"Is anything wrong?" I ask him and I can already see the sneer that is forming on his lips. I'm guessing that he doesn't really appreciate being dragged out of his thoughts time and time again, only for him to find out that it is on nonsensical talk about Adrian or me simply placing assumptions that the actions of this guy would have something of an effect on my brother.

So I'm guessing that is either that the look in my eyes, or the way that I am talking, or maybe it's my tone, or maybe just feels the concern that is washing over me now, he calms down.

He calms down in a most visible way as the displeased look across his face literally vanishes. He takes in a deep breath and he stares outside the window.

"There's nothing the matter" he replies. The bus we have taken today is still moving steadily and soon we'll get to the transit to my house. 

"You know that if there's any reason for you to be keeping something from me, it is simply trash. You can tell me anything you want to tell me, I'm always here".

His eyes have taken something of a diminished look and for a minute I want to think my brother is considering it, he's considering telling me about whatever he's going through that is, but he simply shakes his head like it is impossible, and the hurt that ripples through me is surprising.

I mean anyone would feel hurt at it, at him not wanting to tell me but yet I do not know that i would feel this much pain. I did not know that would feel this pain that made me angry and sad all at the same time.