Chapter five: Yes... In your face!

       As I entered the store, I heard him shouting,

"I want burrito with bakings and egg omelet with iced americano..." He continued saying different types of food and later stopped with coffee.

       I couldn't grab it all, all I could remember were the burrito, bakings, omelet something or whatever. I silently screamed in frustration, I really don't know what to do. I started rubbing both palms on my head.

"Think you idiot, think" I said to myself.

      I didn't know how to cook because I have never cooked before.

       I started thinking of what to do as I held a wooden spoon in my hand. Edward appeared from my back and yanked the spoon from my hand,

"Really, so you can't cook. After all your showoffs, I can't believe it" Edward said with a grin.

        I felt embarrassed but I can never let him win over me.

"I can cook and I am going to show it" I replied as I leaned forward.

"Well show it!" He retorted and stormed out of the kitchen.

"I'm in big trouble, I really don't know how to cook. All I have ever ate is muckleberries and I can't find it anywhere" I said to myself.

"How I wish I could cook" I said and sat on the tiled floor.

         I suddenly stood up after feeling an unusual hit on my hand. I reached out for the utensils and pans and turned the stove on. I did everything quickly after wrapping the burritos gently and roasting the bakings.

        I set another pan on fire for making egg omelet and also did the iced Americano and others. Few minutes later, everywhere was filled with aroma of delicious meals. Edward who was distracted by his phone left it and traced the aroma into the kitchen.

       He was surprised by what he saw. He saw everything he ordered me to cook well set and arranged on a flat tray along with the coffee.

"Wow..." I stuffed into his mouth a baking before he could finish his words.

        I left the kitchen for the dining to set the table for brunch. He joined me not long after,

"How is it?" I asked as he chewed the burrito slowly.

"Well... I would... say it is delicious" He forced his mouth to say those words since he already said that I can't cook.

"Yes... In your face!" I replied as I point a finger to his face but I quickly withdraw it when it seems like he doesn't like the fact that he lost.

"Sorry... It was just a joke" I simply said.

       He dropped his fork and looked up at me,

"For what?" He asked.

"I don't know... just sorry" I answered while playing with the fork in my hand.

         He turned back to focusing on his food.

"He doesn't seems to care about anything. Why did I apologize to him in the first place?" I thought to myself as I took a spoonful of egg omelet and bakings.

        It tastes somehow to me, oh my God! I have forgotten that I can't eat any food except for muckleberries. When I started to feel somehow, I quickly stood up from where I sat and rushed into the kitchen.

         Every single thing I ate was washed down into the sink, I vomited it all. I was craving for muckleberries at that moment as I went back to the dining. Edward was already through with his food and he handed the plates over to me,

"Get them washed" He said and left for his room.

I thought to myself "I was there vomiting, he didn't even show any concern. Now he ate the whole food and gave me the plates to wash.Who is he? A damned brat!" I screamed as I dropped the plates angrily into the sink though they didn't break.

       I have never been so angry in my life before. In fact I have not even gotten angry before. Why is it when I met him that I started to do things abnormally. I thought over it for a while

"Am I the one at fault or is he the one? I'm living in a free house, having free food even though I found all of it tasteless, having a room of my own and in return I would have to wash the dishes and obey some crazy rules only. I get it now, I'm the one at fault not him.

       I thought over it again, it still feels like I'm his maid. Moreover, it's just a matter of some time. I looked at my arm, it was bleeding. I went into the kitchen and unwrapped the bandages then wrapped it again with a piece of my shirt.

       I washed the dishes and also tidied the kitchen.

"What should I do next?" I looked around to see if there is anything I can do again but everything seemed to be in right place.

        With no work to do again, I headed for my room to take a short nap which later turned into a long sleep.

        I woke up and found something wrapped in a box beside me. I gently picked it up and tear open its cover. After a while, its content was revealed and turned out to be a drug. I read the instructions labelled on it and did as instructed.

      I felt relieved after a while "It actually works" I thought but how did the drug appeared beside me.

       I was sure that the drug wasn't beside me when I slept but how... Unless someone placed it there. And there are only two people in this house, I and Edward. There is only one person who could do that, and that is Edward.

        I ran out of my room and discovered that it was night. So I have slept for such a long time. I'm such a heavy sleeper. I went to the entrance of Edward's room and knocked.

          He didn't answer just like I have thought. I left the drug along with a note by his door and went back to my room. Not long after, Edward opened the door and found the drug along with the note. He picked it up and read its contents.

"I know you were the one that placed the drug in my room but anyways, thank you so much, it relieved me a lot. But you need it more, so use it and take care."

         He read the note and smiled, guess his trick worked afterall. He looked at his shoulder and saw blood spreading on his shirt. He quickly picked up the drug and went back into his room.

"So you really did care for me" I said while peeping through my door.