Out in the Countryside

Let Go

author's note

hello! wow so I'm finally back? not really x.x I've honestly been having a lot of problems with continuing my stories... to be honest, I've thought a lot about letting them go without telling any of you. But I think I'll just update, even if little by little. Anyway, thank you for all those still sticking around, I love you all to bit! I've also started a webcomic! so is anyone wants to check it out just hit me up!

sincerely,

ms. atmoicbomb

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The sizzling of bacon filled the kitchen, light of the sun warming the room to an ever toasty warmth. Diarmuid prepared breakfast as Scathach set the table. They were silent, but it was a nice kind of silence, they were just enjoying the morning. Diarmuid was a little nervous, though, since Grainne had called him first thing in the morning and asked if they could meet up before school started so they could talk, however, he wasn't going to to let that ruin his day. He'd woken up with a smile, after his sister had made sure he would be late to class.

It was a surprise when Diarmuid and Scathach heard the front door creak open. They'd been waiting on their brother all night, so much so that Scathach hadn't gotten a good night's rest. He'd been out the previous day and hadn't so much as contacted them.

Scathach crossed her arms over her chest and frowned upon seeing Cu stumble into the kitchen."So, where have you been?"

Squinting at the sunlight, Cu covered his face. "The pub, I know, should've called earlier, but my phone died."

"Your phone died?" She raised an eyebrow, "Is that the best you can come up with? Really?"

"I'm going to bed," Cu commented and walked towards the staircase.

"I'm talking to you!" Scathach followed him, stomping all the way as she yelled out. "And what about work?"

"I have the day off," he hissed from the top of the stairs, "I'm not that irresponsible."

Diarmuid didn't bother putting himself in the problem, he tried to pay attention to the food he was cooking so that it wouldn't burn, but he would be lying if he said he wasn't even a bit concerned. His brother had become easily irritated, distant, and even a little rude in the past few days, and Diarmuid knew much too well that it had to do with Jeanne. He'd deduced this as he noted that before going on the date with Jeanne He'd been completely normal, but afterwards he'd changed. This was also something Diarmuid witnessed when his brother was upset.

Scathach huffed, throwing the rest of the cutlery on the table without caring where or how they landed. "How could he think it's alright? Coming home at this time? Not even calling? This idiot," she grumbled under her breath. "Doesn't he understand? This kind of behaviour isn't acceptable."

"He's old enough to know," Diarmuid commented.

Scathach scoffed, "I don't care how old he is. This is our house and I am the eldest here so he follows my rule. He doesn't just get to do whatever he wants to all the time. I don't care if he has a job, if he has his own life; he follows the rules."

Diarmuid stopped serving the food and nodded. "We should eat, we'll be late soon."

Scathach glanced at the wall clock near the window and nodded. "Yeah! We should be off soon." She sat down at the table and Diarmuid brought the food, taking his own seat next to her.

They ate in silence and cleaned up quickly before rushing to school. They parted ways in the parking lot while Scathach went to the gym while Diarmuid headed towards Grainne's locker. He felt a heaviness in his heart and thought about what Grainne could possibly want to talk to him about. It'd been quite some time since she even talked to him, the last time they spoke it was the fight they had in his barn.