The Parrot Next Door // Scarian

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Scar's Pov

I woke up and my eyes instantly softened when I saw Grian in front of me, our faces inches away. I leaned in and placed a short kiss on his forehead, smiling softly. I pulled away and got out of bed, quitely walking out of the room.

I walked across the hallway, deciding to make the pie right now so me and Grian can enjoy it when he'll wake up. "Good morning, Scar." My mother smiled at me as I walked to the kitchen, sipping her morning coffee.

I ignored her and opened the cabinet, pulling out a pie pan.  "What are you making?" She asked, leaning on the counter with her elbow. "Pie." I replied dryly with a calm voice, reaching out for the fridge to grab the strawberries.

"I got to go in a minute, some child's bunny got lost in this forest. God knows why he decided to bring his pet here. It'll be quite easy to find it though, all the rabbits in this place is gray and his is white." She rolled her eyes. Bunny. I can't stop thinking of Sam whenever I hear the word 'bunny'.

"Who's Sam?" My mum questioned, and I turned to her confusion. "Did I rambled again out loud?" I mumbled before sighing, causing her to giggle. "He's just some dick who hurt Grian a few times." I said, clenching my teeth slightly, but quickly calming myself down. I grabbed an apron and put it on.

"Wow, you're cursing. You seem oddly protected of that parrot." She said, watching me starting to preheat oven to 450°. "Well," I started, glancing back at her. "When you have something to protect, you protect it." I responded.

I grabbed a cutting board and walked back towards her, laying it on the counter between her coffee mug and the strawberry box. "Yeah! Like how I protected you all these years by keeping you inside." She said, and when I glanced at her I saw her wide smile.

My face frowned angrily. "Mum, You brought half of the danger outside into the house. And I won't even start talking about the fact that you hurt me the most." I said, and she looked down, her expression saddening. "I'm- I'm gonna get going." My mum said, standing up and leaving he mug, still feeling my glare.

She left the house, but I kept looking at the door for a moment. I sighed, starting to look for the parchment Paper, deciding it will be best not to start cutting the strawberries and touch a knife right now that I'm mad.

Grian's Pov

I woke up with zero energy for today. I sat up, my eyes flattering open tiredly. I turned to my sweater, wanting to grab it then realizing it's hot, and I will boil if I'll wear something that warm, I also need to wash it.

I didn't feel pretty good, I still felt the stress from yesterday, and it made me worry. I'd say I was safe here, but I can't say that because THIS HOUSE DON'T HAVE A FUCKING LOCK. I got up and yawned, stretching my wings.

I looked back at them. Need to preen them soon. I stepped of the rug onto the cold floor and as soon as I opened the door I could hear Scar softly humming. A slight smile appeared on my face when I walked to the other end of the hallway and watched Scar looking down at the oven.

He put his gloves on and opened the oven's door, placing the dish he had in his hands into the over. When he turned around he noticed me gazing at him from behind the wall and his smile grew, and so did the heat of my cheeks.

"Oh, hello there! Good morning!" He exclaimed, leaning on the counter as I walked over to him. "Mornin'." I smiled back at him. "I just finished baking the strawberry pie I said I'll make, we just gotta wait for it to be ready!" He said. I just smiled. "Did you have fun yesterday with Grace?"

He walked from the kitchen to the living room, sitting on the couch as I followed him. "When I saw your massage I was so happy! I really want you to be friends with Grace and Carson, I want them to love you as much as I do." Scar giggled, watching me sitting down.

My smile faded slightly, and my gaze fell down. Grace is cool, she's lovely. But I don't think I can get along with Carson like Scar wants me to. I could at least fake it for Scar's sake. From all the stuff he's telling me about Carson, they are really close, Scar will be so sad. It'll be okay. I survived with Kyle for seven months, Carson is nothing compare to that asshole.

"G? Are you okay?" Scar asked as I glanced back at him. "Yeah... Just... Wondered how Grace is doing. Her mother got into an accident yesterday." I said, looking back up at him. "Oh my god. What happened??" He questioned, worry in his voice. "She actually didn't say..." I mumbled, just realizing it now myself.

He opened his mouth to say something else, but a small ding interaped him. He glanced at the kitchen and stood up, walking over. "The pie is ready!" He called, putting on his gloves again and opening the over, pulling out the fresh baked pie, causing sweet smell of strawberries to fill the house.

"Let's text Grace and see if she's home. We could invite her to eat with us. She must be so stressed." Scar suggested, and I nodded, taking my phone and massaging her and asking if she's home, since I got her number yesterday. As I did Jellie jumped out of nowhere on to the couch beside me, and I chuckled when she meowed.

Scar took a few plates and placed them on the coffee table along with the pie. Scar noticed me looking at it with hunger in my eyes, and told me to take a slice.

We heard a knock on the door as I grabbed a plate and started slicing the pie. Scar walked to the door and opened it. I glanced away from the pie I just put in my plate to the door. I saw Carson at the doorstep and my breath hitched.

"Hey Scar... listen-"

"Carson! You came just in time, dude!"

Scar hugged him, and Carson seemed confused as he hugged Scar back. "I just finished baking a pie, you could enjoy it with us!" Scar said. Carson glanced at me, and my wings instantly dropped.

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Not really satisfying chapter, Ik, I have another one half ready so I might publish it today or tomorrow. Sorry for the lack of chapters, been pretty busy irl lately