Part Thirteen: Keyboard

"Will you get off that thing already?! It's killing your brain cells!" Aarion ignored his older sister as he continued to press keys on the keyboard connected to the screen hanging on the wall.

Camille moved in front of the screen, causing a groan to escape his lips. "Camille, if you haven't noticed, I'm in the middle of something," he grumbled, his yellow eyes glaring at her a he motioned to the computer. "So if you'll just move that would be great."

Frowning, Camille moved closer until she was face-to-face with him. She lifted his chin up to look at the bags under his eyes. "When was the last time you slept? You've been in here for days!"

He snatched his chin from her grip. "Don't worry about me. You're not my mom." He glared at her before turning back to the screen.

She sighed defeated, "I know I'm not. Our mom died! Don't you see me trying here?" She got up, and moved to the side of him, almost pleading, while he continued to ignore her.

Aarion's anger and lack of sleep got the better of him, "Well, you should just stop! You'll never be her! You do nothing but cause problems, so just stop trying!" He yelled at her, turning to glare at her.

Hurt flashed in her eyes as tears welled up. Guilt ate at him, "Camille, I didn't mean..." He trailed off as he reached for her.

She took a step back out of his reach, wiping the stray tear that rolled down her cheek. "No, no, your right." She forced a smile.

She glanced at the screen before moving towards the door. "I'll leave you to it then." She muttered as she ran out, Aarion's calls lost in the background.