Chapter 15: Trouble

Trouble

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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 towards the door when I heard a little noise coming from the kitchen. 

Someone was opening the refrigerator. 

I turned around and saw Neal getting something out of it. I know that he is very hungry right now. He hasn't eaten this morning and decided to just lock himself inside the room. He doesn't want to eat with me and it must have been hard for him to get something to consume when I was staying in the living room, watching something. 

Since he is avoiding me.

He only got out of the room when I went in to check upon him. He was really ignoring me.  He can't even look me in the eyes. Ugh!

I took one last glance at him but was astonished of what I saw. Is he eating...

I walk very slow and steady, hiding behind a very large cabinet just beside the counters and took a peek of what he was eating.

Cookies? "Pfft." I held back my laughter that was wanting to come out from my mouth. He couldn't see me since his back was facing me but if I'd try and laugh very loud, I'm pretty sure that he'll hear me and he won't like it, me seeing him in this kind of situation.

He must have no choice. I only cook something that was only enough for me since he wouldn't eat it. I don't want the food to be wasted and one more reason is that we are short on ingredients so maybe he didn't cook for himself. 

He is too picky.

I looked at the phone on my hand and grinned when a plan came to cross my mind.

I no longer hesitated and turned my phone on as I walked closer. Close enough so I could see a bit of his side-view, without him, seeing me and recorded him while he was eating. 

Seeing him like this, he's just too adorable! He is filling his mouth with cookies even though his cheek pockets were still so full. 

Poor child. He's too focused on what he is eating that he didn't even notice me. It's like, his life depends on it. 

It didn't take long for him to choke on his food and so I burst out laughing, couldn't restrain myself any longer.

Tears run down my face as I continued to laugh till my sides hurt. I am holding my stomach as I lean down on the chair, not to fall over. 

"Ahem." I stood up immediately as I wiped the tears on my eyes. My laughing has stopped so  I looked up at his angry face. He looked at me furiously in the eyes and looked down on what was on my hand.

Oh, crap.

The phone was still on my right hand, still recording him directly on his face. He looks terrifying but it didn't bother me.

What got my attention was the cookie crumb on the corner of his lips. 

"Haha—" I quickly placed a hand over my mouth before I could laugh again. 

Now I'm into more trouble. 

He raises his eyebrows in annoyance as he was about to take the phone on my hand but I swiftly took it away out of his reach. His face had darkened and there is only one thing left to do.

Run.

I ran as fast as I could and he was still following me. I got a pillow from the living room and threw it on his face. He did not even care one bit and chased me. He almost caught me when I went outside the house and blocked the door with a wooden broom just near me.

Where did this broom come from? But holy crap, he's fast!

He is now banging the door behind me so I ran to the garden. I look around and saw a corner where there are a lot of flowers and plants. It will cover me from him.

I sat quietly in there and peeked through the long and thicket plants. "Hell, it's making me itch!" I whispered softly. There are now red spots on my skin but I can't really do anything about it. 

The phone was still on my hand so I decided to put it inside my bra, on the upper left of my mound to keep it safe. My breast isn't that big but at least the phone will be away from him.

He would not pull it out from my goddamn boobs, right? I hope not. But if he would, I'll surely punch him in the face. 

I peeped again but he was nowhere near my place. Did he give up on me, already? Maybe he did but just to be safe, I'll come out of my hiding place later when he has cooled down a bit. 

I stiffened when I suddenly felt something on my foot. I looked down and saw a worm.

"Ahhh!" I quickly stood up and wiggled my foot, trying to get the worm off my tootsies. 

Crap that worm. Now I'm out of my hiding place! What if he heard me—!?

"Got you." His voice sent a chill down my spine. He stood behind me, his breath tickling the back of my ear as his two enormous hands rested on my shoulders, preventing me from running away from him.

Now what, Kira?