Chapter #7

I don't understand what everyone wants from me? I am just sick of explaining everything to people around me who won't understand me and my Bloody situation.

I decided to go to see Robin. She is so moody. I took off my apron and left it on the side of the table.But before I could go to her my phone begin blarring into my pants pocket. I took out it, My hands are shaking as I stare at my phone. The name on the screen is like a punch to the gut. I can feel the blood draining from my face, leaving me cold and numb. I can’t believe what I’m seeing. This can’t be happening. My mind is racing, trying to make sense of it all, but the words just keep swimming in front of my eyes. I feel like I’m going to be sick.

I just totally forgot about him. I haven't talked to him after what happened yesterday.

" Should I pick his call or not... What would I tell him? why I wasn't talking to him and why I ran away last night? and why is he calling me? Did heather and Robin tell him the truth? Oh, God Please save me." I thought and jarred snapped me out of my mind by telling me, my phone is still ringing.

I simply nods and redirect my feet towards the toilet to pick his call. Upon entering into the toilet. I locked the door, still thinking.

I’m sitting on the toilet, staring at my phone as it vibrates on the sink. The sound echoes off the tiled walls, making it seem louder than it really is. My heart is pounding and my palms are sweaty. I know who’s calling, and I’m not sure if I’m ready to talk to them. I take a deep breath and try to steady my nerves. Should I answer? What will I say? The phone keeps ringing, and I can feel the pressure building. I glance around the small bathroom, taking in the familiar surroundings. The white tiles, the blue shower curtain, the stack of magazines on the back of the toilet. It all feels so mundane compared to the turmoil inside me. Finally, with a shaky hand, I reach out and pick up the call.

“Hello, Heather. Where are you? Why haven’t you been answering my calls? I’ve been trying to reach you since last night. Is everything okay?” Ed asked, concern evident in his voice.

“I’m fine, Ed. Don’t worry about me,” I replied.

“Where are you? Why didn’t you answer my calls? And why did you leave last night without telling me anything?”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t check my phone. I’m at the hospital,” I lied, unable to think of a better excuse.

“Hospital? What are you doing there? Are you okay?”

“Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. I’m here with a friend,” I said.

“Which hospital? Give me the address, I’ll come over. Are you talking about the friend who came with you last night and was acting strangely?”

I wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear. He must think I’m some kind of freak. Oh no, he definitely thinks I’m just a crazy person acting like a psychotic bitch.

“Heather? Hello? Are you listening to me?” Ed’s voice brought me back to reality.

“Yeah… yeah, I’m listening. And you’re right, the girl who was acting all weird and crazy in front of you is in the hospital. She needed to fix her brain so she wouldn’t act crazy in front of you,” I mumbled.

“What are you saying? Just forget about it and tell me which hospital you’re at. I’m coming there.”

“Oh no, you don’t have to come. I’m leaving for home soon. I stayed up all night with her and I need to rest,” I said, yawning for effect.

“Are you sure? You sound exhausted. Do you want me to bring you something to eat or drink?” Ed asked, concern lacing his voice.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll be fine,” I replied.

“Okay, but if you need anything just give me a call,” he said, and I breathed a sigh of relief that he believed me without questioning further.

“I will. The doctor is calling me now, so I have to go. Bye,” I said, ending the call.

After ending the call. I sat on the toilet seat for a while, thinking about I need to talk to Robin about it. She can help me with this situation.

I wash my hands and quickly made my way out of the toilet but as I was about to the leave the kitchen. I was stopped by Paul.

" Stassie, where are you going?"

" I am going to get Robin I need her help with the cake,"

" You still haven't finish the cake decorations?" he looked on to the my counter. The unfinished wedding cake sat on the counter, a work in progress. The bottom tier was complete, a perfect circle of moist vanilla sponge cake layered with rich buttercream frosting. The second tier was partially finished, with the cake layers in place but the frosting still in progress. The top tier was yet to be started, and I completely forgot about it.

" I am just finishing it."

" We need to deliver this cake by evening. So, move your hands fast and less feet." He ordered me and I nodded it.With Paul’s words ringing in my ears, I turned my attention back to the cake. I worked quickly but carefully, determined to finish the decorations before the evening deadline. I smoothed the buttercream on the second tier, creating delicate swirls and rosettes with practiced ease. Then, I moved on to the top tier, carefully stacking the layers of moist vanilla sponge cake and spreading rich buttercream frosting between each one.

As I worked, I lost track of time, completely absorbed in the task at hand. Before I knew it, the cake was finished, a beautiful three-tiered masterpiece adorned with elegant swirls and rosettes. I stepped back to admire my handiwork, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment.

I glanced at the clock and realized that it was still early afternoon. I had finished the cake well before the evening deadline. With a smile, I cleaned up my work area and went to find Paul to let him know that the cake was ready for delivery.

Paul was at the register, serving the customer in the bakery.

" Paul, I finished the cake and it's ready to be deliver." I said with a hint of proudness.

" Well done! but your job haven't finish yet."

" What do you mean?"

" We need to deliver this cake to the venue personally because this client is very special and I don't want anyone to make mistakes. And we are short on staff today so, you have to come with me for delivery." he said and I thought, " As much as I want to get out of here. I am just digging deeper hole for myself. I need to go and find Robin. But now, I've to become the delivery guy."

" I would love to personally deliver this cake to the client but I can't go with you I need go somewhere urgently. You can take jarred with you." I suggest him.

" I can't take jarred with me because today is inventory delivery. Jarred need to be present in the bakery in my absence. And trust me, it won't take much of your time." He said in his convincing voice and it made me rethink.