GAZELLE
It'd been two weeks already, and I was still cooking and serving the Terrors every night, most times without a dinner of my own even.
Tonight, my stomach was growling and grumbling it's protest at being left empty for so long. I hadn't had a single thing to eat today, I was too busy learning what new recipe I could cook up for them without ruining their kitchen like I almost had two nights ago.
That night Jeremy hadn't said a single word to me when he saw the mess I had made of their kitchen, he had simply smiled at me and turned away like I wasn't even there. Somehow I feared that lack of response more than any threat that he had ever served me with.
"What are you cooking?" A voice interrupted me from the doorway, almost causing me to drop the bowl that was in my hands.
I scrambled for purchase and turned to face the intruder after I had the bowl in the safety of my palms.
Jayden was looking at me from his place at the door. He leaned one shoulder against the door frame, and
