Chapter 321

"Do you want me to stop being nice?" He asks and i shake my head.

"Then you are oddly insistent for someone who does not know how all that can simply stop". I gulp.

I'm guessing that should be considerably easy especially when you are pissed off by your elder sister.

"I don't want that" I say smiling at him and he nods his head.

"If you do not want to, then will you stop asking me stupid questions, how embarrassing would it sound to you if you heard that your brother died from eating potato chips?"

"So they are potato chips" I say and Oakley quirks an eyebrow up at me.

"What did you think they were before?"

I do not want to talk because I could never have imagined that potato chips would taste that good, the first pack that Scott had opened we practically shared between the both of us. And it seems it is only now that i realise that Eras has not eaten.

Eras himself has not eaten and he has practically been serving us food all through. He has also been oddly quiet for some reason.

"Is everything okay?" I say looking to him suddenly and Scott's face blanks in barely held confusion.

"You see, this is what I'm talking about, you did not even finish on the topic before you simply jumped to another one"

"There are so many things running through my mind" I say looking pitiful at him and he smiles, obviously happy at having gotten me worked up.

"Is everything okay?" I say looking to Eras and he nods his head.

"You haven't eaten a bite this morning" I see and he practically shrugs his shoulders.

"There is no need, I'm not hungry".

I grab his phone and I switch it on checking the time briefly. 

"It is already eleven in the morning and you haven't eaten a thing, how can you not be hungry?".

I can see the look on Scott's face darken as this is enough to make us embarrassed. It is enough to make the both of us embarrassed knowing that someone had practically been serving us all this while, and yet while we were eating the food we had thought nothing of him.

 Scott abandons bathing, he abandons doing every other thing that he is doing as he simply walks out his room, leaving us in there.

I think I have a faint hint of what he wants to do but yet I cannot believe it. I cannot believe that my brother will actually feel guilty over having eaten someone's food and yet being totally oblivious to the fact that said person had not eaten a bite all through the day.

I am feeling guilty over it, i am feeling guilty because I practically asked him to cook but yet I had not shared with him.

I had selfishly put it in between me and Scott like we were entitled little kids.

Oakley chucks the pack of potato chips at him and he accepts it.