𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭 ▷ 𝐬. 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐢 ✓

𝟐𝟏. '𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐮𝐥𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞'

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
'don't go all hulk on me'

YASMINE MCCALL

Upon leaving the Sheriff's station last night, no words were exchanged between Scott, Melissa and I on the way home. I guess Melissa was so simply too mad at Scott and I to bother speaking with us, while I was just too tired. I felt like I had the longest day and honestly I just wanted to climb into my warm safe bed and just rest. Once we made it home, I did not wait for anyone to speak before I got out of the car, pulled my keys out and unlocked the door, leaving it open for Scott and my mom.

I had grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen before I was headed up the stairs, still not having said a word. Melissa had just closed the door as I made my way out of the living room, holding a glass of water. Scott was standing in the entrance and I could tell a long conversation was due.

"Yasmine, go sleep." Melissa voiced, her voice soft and very motherly as she stared at me with a look of compassion. "I need to speak with Scott, so go get some rest."

I nodded and gulped as Scott made eye contact with me, nodding. I would happily stay down here if Scott did not feel like he could stand to be alone as he was lectured, but he seemed to have accepted the very long speech of disappointment and anger he was about to receive. Melissa walked by me, stopping to place a kiss on my forehead as she brushed my hair behind my ear, then shot me a small smile and went into the living room.

"Are you sure you'll be okay alone?" I lowly questioned Scott, not wanting Melissa to hear me. "She is not happy, Scott."

My brother took a few steps forward and placed a hand on my shoulder, gently caressing my arm. "Yas, I'll be okay. It was only a matter of time before the school called mom, so..." He sighed but shook his head, looking back at me. "It's my fault anyway. Go sleep, Yas. I love you."

I let out a deep breath and let Scott pull me into a tight hug, my head resting on his chest as I held out my glass of water, trying not to spill any. "Love you more, Scotty."

Minutes later, I walked through the door of my bedroom, kicking the door shut behind me. Before I did anything else, I placed the glass on my desk, then threw my backpack on the cute chair in the corner of my room, after which I kicked off my boots and placed them neatly against the wall, where the rest of my shoes were.

I knew Melissa was going to interrogate Scott as to why he was missing classes, why his grades were so low and so on. There was honestly nowhere I would rather be than besides my brother to be his support system but this feeling of tiredness and numbness had invaded my body and I felt like I was going to collapse any second solely due to how exhausted I was.

After taking off all my clothes and putting on a robe, I did my night time routine, put my hair in some weird up-do and changed into a pair of loose shorts and a tank top. My phone had been buzzing but my eyes hurt and as I turned off the lights in my bedroom and crawled into my bed, my brain went completely blank and sleep consumed me before I could even properly lay down.

The next morning had been rather uneventful. I had woken up later than usual but only because Scott had miraculously woken before me and then proceeded to wake me up, since I had somehow slept right through my several alarms. It was odd to have Scott wake me up for once and be more put-together than myself, but I was not surprised somehow. He had informed me that he had made coffee before he went into the bathroom to take a quick shower, so I could get ready afterwards.

Jogging downstairs with my robe wrapped around my body and my bare feet hitting the wooden floor, I headed into the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee, adding some milk and sugar, since I did not drink black coffee unless I needed to stay awake for an insane amount for hours. I was about to head upstairs, but had stopped in my tracks when I heard Scott on the phone. I guess that he had turned the water on, hoping I would not hear him, but alas the water running did not stop me from overhearing his conversation.