Chapter 308

"When did Clay even come in last night?" I ask finally trying to get some answers from him about this weird occurrence.

I had been really surprised when I saw him downstairs, i was really really surprised when I saw him downstairs and I realise why i was so suprised in the first place.

"He didn't really spend the night here, did he?".

I ask Scott still not believing it because I know that Scott will not agree to that sort of thing.

I also want him to give me a reason for it.

"Are you really sure that you saw him when he came in??".

I ask all these questions about Eras but we have Scott, who decides not to give me any answer.

He simply lies back down on the floor and he smiles as he closes his eyes.

"When Harris is around with the food, inform me".

He says this decidedly ignoring me since I do not find it weird for my brother to be talking to me this way. I have always known Scott to be as rigid a person that anyone could ever be.

"Are you sure you are okay?" I ask him and he nods his head at me with that same happy smile on his face.

"Be happy that for once I am actually waking up happy"

"For once??" I ask him and he nods his head that smile on his face.

"Don't get so addicted to it though, I'm pretty sure it won't last".

I don't know why Scott always talks like this, i don't know why he always talks like happiness is unknon to him, like it is some foreign concept that life has not shown him yet, and I'm guessing that i do not know too much about his life to actually decide this happiness is a concept or not to him.

"Haven't you been happy all this whole that we have been here?" I ask him and he shakes his head, still with that beautiful smile on his face.

"I haven't been happy ever since father and mother died".

He says this and I wonder quote oddly why I am getting all this info, why am i getting all this info????, It's because I was supposed to have gotten it for a long time before now, but yet I still don't think that I should be hearing this sort of thing.

"That's been a long time since father and mother died" I say to him and he nods his head.

"Exactly".

He doesn't give me any more answers at this point and I simply stare into space, no I stare into his face as I realise that smile is being held up with much effort now and he is slowly falling to sleep.

I can still see this effort that he js using to hold that smile up for me, I also know that I can take his words and simply brush them off but yet I know that he means each and every word that he says.

Scott isn't one to say something nonchalantly.