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Chapter 87: Staring

~Zane~

Once again, I look up from my book to see Vylad just staring at me. Ignore it-- for the third time-- and go back to reading. His eyes feel like their piercing into my skin though, it's really hard not to question him.

"Why are you just sitting there staring at me?" I glare at him.

He holds up a $20 bill. "Zerenity paid me 20 bucks to sit and here and stare at you for 10 minutes."

"Why?"

"I didn't ask."

"Why wouldn't you ask?" I look at him like he's insane.

"It's 20 bucks, it needs no explanation." Vylad shrugs.

"It's 20 bucks, so what? That's nothing, can you leave?"

"I can't leave until Zerenity comes in to take over the shift, I'm pretty sure it's only been 5 minutes anyway."

"JUST GET OUT!" I demand.

"No can do, big bro, I made a promise."

"Why would you promise to stare at me for 10 whole minutes?! Why would you promise to stare at me at all?!" 

"Because I was bribed into it."

"SO WHAT!?" After that, he just goes silent and stares me down. I try to continue reading my book but I can still feel his eyes, I don't like this one bit.

I am going to murder Zerenity for this.

I roll my shoulders and try to ignore it but I can't shake the feeling of being watched. That is never a good feeling, especially when you know where it's coming from and there's nothing you can do about it. That's the worst.

"WILL YOU--" I start to shout but the door swings open.

"Hi, brothers!" Zerenity shouts coming into the room. "Vylad, I'll take it from here."

"Pleasure doing business with ya." Vylad nods and walks out of the room.

"Zerenity, why would you--"

"Sh... not now." She places a finger to my lips. "Right now, you need to save your energy."

"My energy? Why?"

"Because in a couple more minutes, after I tell you something, you're going to try to murder me." She claims. "I'm going to run from you but I spent 10 minutes meditating in Vylad's room so if you do catch me, I'll die peacefully."

"Zerenity... what did you do?" I glare at her.

"Sh... don't get too hostile." She takes a deep breath and steps back. "Before I tell you, just remember that I am your only little sister which makes me your favorite sister. You wouldn't want to hurt your favorite sister too much would you?"

"That depends, what did you do?"

"I know deep down-- beneath all that hate-- is a big loving heart that's full of joy and love. The type of love that would never cause harm to a little sister who caused a small little problem. Something that'd she'd be able to fix if she had the means to do s--"

"JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU DID!"

She takes a deep breath, and says-- all in one breath, "I accidentally kind of, sort of, broke your limited edition, one of a kind Pinkie Cake by running it over with my car." My eyes widen and I just stare at her frozen. "Z-Z-Zane? A-A-Are you okay? Should I call an ambula--"

"I'M GOING TO RUN YOU OVER WITH A CAR!" I snarl as I dodge toward her. She squeaks and runs off.

"ZANE! I'M SORRY! I'M SO SO SO SORRY~!" She screams as we run around the house. I chase after her and every time I nearly catch up with her she dodges behind something or somehow gets a little faster.

"Hey! What's going on here?!" Our dad's voice booms. Zerenity both stop dead in our tracks causing Zerenity to crash into a shelf and me to crash into her. That's when the unthinkable happens, a vase-- the one vase that Dad's mom, our grandma, gave him before he moved here, the last thing we had left of her-- starts to wobble before it topples to the ground and shatters.

Zerenity and I turn to face him and he basically had steam and smoke coming out of his ears. "BOTH OF YOU, TO YOUR ROOMS... NOW! NOT A WORD OR SOUND! NEITHER OF YOU ARE ALLOWED TO LEAVE YOUR ROOM UNTIL I SAY SO! I WANT ANY FORM ENTERTAINMENT EITHER OF YOU HAVE IN A BOX AND OUTSIDE YOUR DOOR, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"

"Y-Yes, sir." Zerenity and I nod as we slump to our rooms. I give Zerenity a look to let her know that this is all her fault.

<<Literally had no clue what to write about for this chapter, lol. Oh well.>>

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