Chapter 297

I whip out my phone and start to drow myself in videos of howto sear steak on a frying pan. Well I don't want to sear the steak, I just want to cook it.

I'm guessing I can boil it but I'm not, people say a barbecue is more delicious, but this is coming from someone who has zero to no cooking experience.

I have cooking experience, I do not have any cooking experience in making a barbecue, and I'm pretty sure that I will burn the house down with the way that the fire is burning to begin with.

I'm pretty sure that the house is going to come down in flames minutes now because the way the fire is going, the way the fire is burning so badly at this point, I almost feel like it would simply flare-up, catch hold of the blinds and the curtains and burn every other thing in its payj away.

The thought goes into my head, a thought which I need to dispel because it is totally impossible.

I can never have the guts to go and wake Scott up to come cook, they are two totally irresponsible kids.

I mean they are supposed to have school today, on a normal day and this is already eight in the morning.

Do kids who are going to school wake up around eight. I'm guessing practically everyone has opted to not go to school today and it is only now that remember that Oakley mentioned something about Scott's needing to clear out the Cellar.

I wonder why he would need to do that today. She said he needed it for something and I'm guessing that i will not get anywhere if I don't stand up and actually go and ask him what he's planning to do with the Cellar.

The cellar is a dreary place for me, it is scary, because whenever we had gone into the one at Oakley's place I had always felt scared.

I had always felt scared and even now as a grown up girl, I'm still scared of that Cellar.

I don't understand why anybody would want to clear it out and use it for something.

What was the name of this thing even, Scott is strange in this way, he is strange in this way when he will simply not reveal any of his plans to me, he just keeps on doing things the way he wants to do it.

Well I can't really fault the boy, that's how he has been living for how many years now, I remember now that even during my childhood, even during my childhood I don't really think Scott was that involved much.

I only saw him as a younger brother, someone whom I will pet when the moment came for it, and who would vie with me for father and mother's affection.

Whenever my friends came over, I ignored him.

I'm simply trying to descern how i lived my life thinking only about myself. I sigh.

How things have changed now.