Lynette ♡

Chapter 12

[General POV]

About an hour later, there was a knock on the door of Cassius' room.

"Um, I've made your chicken soup," came a soft voice from outside.

Inside the room, Cassius was lying in his bed, covered by a fluffy blanket. His nose was even redder now and his eyes were puffier and teary. Due to his constant sneezing and sniffling, he was unable to take a nap so he was watching a movie on his laptop. When he heard her voice, he blinked in mild surprise.

'I mean, I know I asked her to make it but I'm surprised she actually did.'

To be honest, he was expecting her to simply flip him off or something and ignore his request. That kind of reaction wouldn't have shocked him given how she's been treated during her stay here but he didn't realize she would actually make him what he wanted.

Another knock came.

"...maybe he's asleep," Cassius heard her mumble.

He quickly got out of bed, wincing momentarily at the pain that shot through his head, and walked over to the door where he pulled it open just in time to see her walking away with a tray of food left on the floor. Lynette paused in her footsteps and turned around to face in surprise. She stood there looking at him and a brief awkward silence passed.

Eventually, she coughed and hesitantly spoke, "I um made your soup. If...If you don't like it, just throw it away or something..."

She bit her bottom lip before saying, "I-I'll go now. Got some stuff to do..."

Cassius watched as she scurried off like a small squirrel and his eyes slowly fell onto the tray of food on the floor. He bent down and picked it up before going back into his room, kicking the door shut behind him.

In his room, he set the tray on his desk and sat down, eyeing it with suspicion.

'She didn't poison it, did she?'

"..."

He shook his head. That wouldn't happen. There would be no benefit in poisoning him since she was currently relying on his father to survive and hurting him in any way would be her one-way ticket to getting kicked out.

After much hesitation, he eventually lifted the cloth covering the tray and a steaming bowl of soup was revealed. The smell of the soup wafted through his nose and it twitched.

'It...smells good?'

The soup wasn't the only thin on the tray. There was also a plate containing two pieces of toast; both of which were already buttered, and an unopened bottle of an energy drink.

Once again, Cassius was surprised. Why would she go to the trouble for this? Was it because she was afraid of getting kicked out? Or...does she like him?

That last one caused him to snort.

They may share the same mother but they were not siblings. Rather, he did not consider her his sister and at this point, he was pretty sure she didn't consider him her brother. Their relationship was basically non-existent and they lived like strangers. Other than at the dining table, they almost never saw each other; even at school. Cassius and Marcus were in their senior year while she was not and because of this, their classes were in completely different areas. The only place they'd likely meet was at the cafeteria or library but even then, Lynette was practically invisible to anyone who wasn't looking for her.

So, there was no way she liked him. If anything, she probably hated him just as much as he disliked her.

Cassius shook his head, 'My head is too sore to think about such things right now. Let's just try this soup.'