IN MY BROTHER'S SHADOW

Chapter 19

Marcus's POV

I was at Walter's cooking for him and Sam. When I was done I served them. I watched them eat with glee. I loved when people enjoyed my food. That's why I wanted to become a chef, open my own restaurant. I wanted to be like that CEO Caleb. It was the name of many bakeries and restaurant. Also the name of the owner whose  name was Caleb he was very very rich. He started out as a cook. But a restaurant is enough for me. Cooking has always been a passion of mine. Though my biological family hasn't tasted my food my real parents have. Ruth was shocked at such a young age a young boy could cook so well. While Samuel finished the food from the pot. I saw the pride in there eyes. A moan broke from my chain of thought. It came from Walter. "Marcus when I'm rich you'll be my personal chef". "Friends shouldn't work for each other". Sam said looking at Walter.  I froze at the word. FrIeNdS. We were friends. "Are we friends I said looking at them". "Of course". Walter said with a full mouth. "Don't choke". I said looking back at the young adult. "So is it good?". Sam ignored me while Walter was now licking his plate. "So horrible". He said while licking the plate. "Do you have more". Sam was now done with his and joined our conversation. "Yeah more please". "I just gave you the food". "Yes, and we thank you for it". Walter said walking around me and he went to his kitchen then came back and dropped the pot on the table. "You don't mind eating from a pot big guy".  He said referring to Walter. "Nope". Then the both of them started eating the leftovers right from the pot. I was happy they were enjoying my food but I was worried about  Emily. I haven't seen her in a while. "Which reminds me, where's Emily". Sam shrugged while eating the pasta. "What do you mean by".  I mimicked the action Sam made as an attempt to answer my question. "Fan ou sait fo us to finish eating". Walter said still with a fool mouth.  This time I didn't understand him too well because he had pasta in his mouth. Talk about manners. It didn't take that long for them to finish eating. After that Walter dropped everything to his sink. "So Emily".  I said reminding them but I was caught off by Sam. "Shhhh". Sam said shushing me while walking to Walter's couch like a pregnant woman.
"Now you can talk". He said while   lying on the couch. "Emily?". "Oh her, she left a few days ago and didn't come back". "What!". Walter said through the sound of rushing water because he was washing the dishes. "What did you want me to do". "At least call her". "I already tried that". I said so they wouldn't waste they're time. "She will ignore you". When Walter was done we both went to small living room where Sam was resting because he was pregnant with food. I sat on the second chair in the living room while Walter he was above Sam. He was leaning on the back of the couch with his legs facing towards the couch while looking down at Sam. I swear big buff Sam blushed under his gaze. You wouldn't notice it unless your really looking. The strong one with the muscles. The one who was jacked. He blushed under the gaze of Walter.  These two should just fuck already. I coughed indicating I was here. They both looked at me and realised I was here. Just then a knock sounded on the door. "I'll get it". I didn't want to distract them from there little love  bubble. I looked through the peep hole and saw Emily. "Emily!". Oh my gosh. I opened the door immediately. When I did she launched at me crying. "Marcus, I should have taken your advice, I let the flesh eating bacteria back in and it made the wound a scar. "What happened?".

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After a while explained how she went back to her apartment and found her ex Andrea sleeping with another girl. She confronted them and she replied' You  undignified bitch, don't you get tired of being a pest In my life. You left me so why can't you stop stocking me is that how sad and jobless you are". She stayed there for a while trying to convince her they could be together but she  finally kicked her.

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I've been tending to my garden lately. I've been so busy about my life I forgot about my garden. I was acting so selfish. Right now I was plucking out weeds. They were killing my beautiful plants and flowers. Yeah I was wearing jeans and a hoodie but hey, who do I have to impress. After I was done I disposed of the weeds properly. I was so sweaty and tired. But being tired was a feeling I was getting used to again. I was going from here to my room to bath and go get some water. Also my dinner being it it the only thing I was eating lately or drinking heh heh. I know not funny I really have to get better at jokes. Dehydration was something I was getting used to, I climbed the stairs which really tired me out. But every thing did lately wonder why heh?. I know still not funny. It was all worth it when I reached my room. I locked the door. I stripped down and entered my bathroom and looked in the mirror I undressed my hands I still hadn't reduced weight hopefully soon I will. Yeah Samuel and Ruth replaced it with they're own money. They found out I begged them and told them it wasn't necessary but instead of listening Ruth scolded me for doing that. She told me I'm too loved to start ruining my fingers out of frustration. I wish it were true but at least I am loved by them. Samuel also told it was dumb and pointless but you could see the care he felt. That day he helped me re-dress  my hands. Any way I entered the shower and washed out all the dirt and crap. Sometimes I wish I could wash out all the crap I felt inside. I wrapped back up my hands. They were healing. But they say wounds heal better enclosed. I wore a hoodie my boxers and some shorts. I looked at the stairs sadly. "What are you doing". "About to take the stairs". "You know we have an elevator right".  After using the elevator since Ruth suggested it. I went straight to the kitchen for water. I just wanted to get over dinner. I burst in and I met my younger brother sucking face with my what I think is my best friend. What a likely site. I can't believe he doesn't have enough dignity to hide it from me. Eh I'm not surprised neither have respect for me. I walked out of the kitchen guess I can skip dinner. 

Hey guys in the last chapter someone commented something really hurtful. Should I stop writing.