Cupcakes
• • • • •
Making someone happy with just a simple effort, I would totally do it over and over again if that is the case.
I looked on the wall clock that was in the living room and it's already 3 in the afternoon. My cookies are now in the oven, baking.
It didn't take long for these yummy sweets to bake so I got them out of the oven and placed them on a clean white plate.
I sniffed the cookies and it smelled super delicious! Well, only for me though. I'm not pretty confident about this. It has been so long since I've baked and I don't know if it looks good to others. In my eyes, it looks wonderful and probably ten times better than my cookies from before. I really think that I have improved so much and I'm very proud of it!
I may be a little nervous but cheering myself up into hoping that he would like my cookies does help me a lot.
With a deep breath, I slowly and carefully made my way up the stairs while carrying the cookies on my hands.
I wonder what his reaction would be? If I remember it right, Ate July said that it has been so long since they have tasted homemade baking. Will he love this? I didn't get the chance to try them because I feel really excited and also, I definitely want him to try it first.
But what if he would not love this? What should I do? Would he refuse this because it isn't delicious? Or maybe because it's not his mother who baked this?
I wonder what my reaction would be. I'm nervous. But oh well, if ever he doesn't want it, I'll just call Ate and give it to her. I know she'll love them. But still, it would really hurt me if he wouldn't like it.
I'll just hope for the best.
As soon as I got in the room, he raised his head at me, his expression was deadly serious but I could faintly see the subtle excitement hidden behind in his eyes.
I smiled at him, my hands and lips were twitching from the unnerving feeling inside my chest and approached him. He looked at the cookies that were on the plate and gave me a disappointed look so I asked him, "what's wrong?"
He didn't answer my question but got a cookie and ate it instead. I looked at him and his expression was blank. My heart was starting to beat out of my chest as he slowly chewed on it like it was very hard and sticky.
But it was perfectly baked! I think. Even so, if it isn't, he doesn't need to show it, right? It's making me unhappy.
It took quite long when he finally swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat.
He coughed and said, "not bad."
"Really!?" I grinned at him. It may not be the best comment but I am satisfied.
"But I'm quite disappointed." He looked at me with dismay.
"Why?"
"I don't really like cookies."
"But you said cookies?"
"No."
"What is it that you said, then?"
Slowly, he released his breath through clenched teeth and said,
"Cupcakes."
• • • • •
am now laying down on the bed, staring at the dirty-white ceiling, feeling a little bit upset.
It has been three days since that day. That day where I baked him cookies instead of cupcakes and he is avoiding me.
I could not believe it.
He didn't look at me or talk to me for the whole three days. Like, heck. Just because of that? I swear he's like a kid. No, he is worse. Like damn, being sulky for THREE DAYS!? You have got to be kidding me!
But I guess I can't really blame him. Half of it is my fault. If I should have asked him what he wanted again, it wouldn't have happened. I should have baked him cupcakes instead of cookies.
But still, the other half of it is his fault! I already asked him before I left the room but he didn't answer me and now he has the guts to get sulky after all the effort that I've put into baking and worse, he only ate one? Ugh, how dare him!
Besides, if it isn't for his intimidating aura, I could have had the guts to go to him and ask him again. I mean, it's not really that scary but, he was too busy at that time and I don't want to interrupt him any longer.
But who would have thought that he loves, cookies?
I should have asked ate July about it but I know that she'll just tell me to find it out for myself.
But wait.
If I remember it well, other pieces of information about Neal was already written on the papers that I left at home and I did not even get the chance to read it! I mean, I didn't even bother to take a look at it!
God, Kira.
If I, at least gave time to read it, I should have learned who the man really is by now. I could've also learned about the other information that I needed to know about him.
Now, what should I do to stop him from having such a sulky mood? Should I bake him some cupcakes? What he told me last time, 'no need. It's too late for that' so, what else should I do?
It would be a waste of time if I'll ask him because he would simply give me the cold shoulder. No matter how many times I have approached him and begged him to notice me or at least talk to me, he wouldn't. He would obviously choose to hide away from me after what happened. It feels like I'm just a nuisance to him.
I sat up from the bed and glanced at the bedside table. I saw my phone and got an idea.
I'll just call Ate July and ask her about it. If she would not tell me then, I'll blackmail her using her favorite cookies. That's it!
She wouldn't dare say no to it, right? It would give her a hard time choosing!
I stood up, took my phone, and went outside the room. It's best if I'll call Ate July outside the house so that Neal wouldn't hear us talking about him.
Trouble• • • • •He would certainly get mad at me for gossiping about him behind his back. What if he will catch me doing something so bad? And then the worst case scenario is that he will forever hate me and ignore me.And that would give me a hard time.I'm now in the living room and the same as always, I couldn't see him. Where is he? Damn that guy. I don't want that misfortune to happen again. It was very embarrassing on my part and he didn't even say a word when it happened. Maybe he was even enjoying it.Damn, I can't take it out of my mind now. The scene...it is still as clear as day. My hands still remembered how warm and nice those abs felt. Gosh, I have sinned but I don't feel sorry about it.How naughty of me!I was about to walk
Trouble 2• • • • •"Let me go!" I screamed at him. He was just standing in front of me, his arms crossed, and his expression blank. It's like he doesn't hear anything! How merciless!I want to escape but I couldn't move.All I can do is just watch him observing me carefully while I sit helplessly on the sofa. My hands and feet are tied with a goddamn rope. It is tight but it didn't hurt me. He was rather gentle when he tied me with it. Ugh, damn, Kira! You shouldn't get distracted by such things.My eyes flicked at him alertly, still quite surprised about what had happened earlier.~ ~ ~ ~ ~Right after he took a hold of me, I tried to twist his arms that were holding me but it was very impossible. His grip on me was firm enough that he just spin me around in one go. His grasp on me was gentle though but still, seeing him with that much strength...it's crazy
Apology Not Accepted• • • • •I still haven't apologized to him when I lied to him about being a babysitter, wore his clothes without HIS permission, baked the wrong sweets, kicked his huge crotch,...and even making him a villain in my nightmares?Gosh, that's so evil of you, Kira!Growl. I forgot that I was very hungry since a while ago but still, I don't want to go out of the room because maybe he was just waiting outside for me and I don't want to risk it. I'll just imagine food while sitting on the floor.He'll probably see me dead before he could even get the phone first."Ugh." My side was slumping on the door, my eyelids heavy and my stomach empty. Oh wow, now it's rhyming. Am I really like this when I'm hungry?I jumped on my seat when I heard footsteps coming. He stopped right in front of my door a
Trade• • • • •I'm scared. Will he be the man of the nightmare that I had last time? Where he did atrocious things to me?I closed my eyes and waited for his pervert hand to touch my skin. My whole body was trembling, making it difficult to move my hands, and leaving me with no choice but to wait for what's to happen next but nothing happened.I didn't feel anything.Is he making fun of me? Is he waiting for me to open my eyes and then, let me witness how he'd mercilessly touch me? O my gosh, I hope he isn't that type of person.I tried to peek and opened my eyes widely when I saw the phone in his hand. Oh, god. The phone probably slipped out of my t-shirt, the reason how he got it without touching my skin. Thank God.His grip on me suddenly loosened so, I freed my hand and reached for the pho
Shopping• • • • •"What are you doing?" He asked while I was silently following him from behind.Starting today, I'd follow him everywhere he would go. It's for me to see where he had hidden my phone and it is also to make sure that he would accidentally misplace the phone after he leaves.But as usual, it was not easy for me.I have decided to follow him since yesterday. After he tricked me the other day, I was looking for him. Again. It made me so fed up when he was just sitting on the sofa while watching television. I asked him for my phone but he was playing dumb about it. He even finished all the cupcakes.I don't want to trust everything he says ever again.It's like I'm being a creep but I don't care. I don't even care what he thinks about me. About what I'm doing.I stayed silent as I followed him into the comfort room. I s
Rose• • • • •I feel myself starting to melt from everyone's stares so I glanced up at him but he showed no care about it and just looked straight ahead. I suddenly looked at the space between us. We're too close therefore I moved a bit far from him. I thought that he wouldn't care too but I was wrong, he noticed it and moved closer to me instead.I was about to distance myself from him again when he ordered me in his deep and strong voice, "don't.""But...""Don't listen to them. Listen to me." He said softly.I bit my lower lip and followed him. We stayed silent until we reached the supermarket. He faced me and said,"You know what you'll be searching for. I'll take care of the rest. Just hurry up and I'll meet you at the counter." He reminded me and left early by myself.I got a cart and started searching for the ingr
Popular• • • • •She really is making me irritated though so, I looked at the cashier again and she was still looking at Neal with hunger. She's making her movements slow, trying to get Neal's attention but he is just looking down at the goods in front of him.Noticing that it's getting a bit obstreperous around us and a lot of eyes watching us, I peeked through Neal's side and observed that the numbers of people falling in line are multiplying. I furrowed my eyebrows, noticing that most of them are females and are now gaping at Neal.Some are drooling over him and the others are trying to create some noises like fake coughing to get his attention but it didn't work. Even the gay bagger was doing the same thing as the others.Neal was just ignoring all of them though. It feels like, he has his own world and he's enjoying it. I moved closer to him. Well, seeing him in his current state, he won't notice a
Play What?• • • • •"I'm so bored." I sighed as I lay down on the floor, spreading my hands and feet and moving them up and down, like a butterfly.It's raining cats and dogs outside and I'm not in the mood of doing something else rather than laying down. It's making me sad since the rain will probably keep pouring and we can't go out today to buy something or go roam around somewhere.But I'm guessing that it still wouldn't happen since we bought a lot yesterday and also, I'm too tired of dealing with those vicious stares and gossips.Ugh, I should probably just sleep for the whole day. I love sleep so it shouldn't be a problem."Watch tv, then." He said without looking in my direction.As always, Neal is still sitting on his office swivel chair, getting very preoccupied with some business of his. He's always busy. Doesn't he have time for himself?