A code for an Alpha

Chapter 5

(Unedited sorry)
"You know you don't have to go down there," says a concerned Axel.
"I'm fine," I say rolling my eyes. I start to walk down the stairs and I get light headed but two arms are already in place holding me in place.
"Easy there kitten." says Axel with a smirk, which unfortunately means that the Axel I hate is back. Brushing his arms off me I grab onto the railing and make my way down stairs. Tucker pulls me into an embrace as soon as I'm off the last step, I fake choke and Axel immediately pulls me away from my brother.
"Don't touch her," roars Axel.
"Axel," I say, " chill out, he was just hugging me. what's the big deal and he is my family he can do what ever he wants." My Father places a hand on Axels shoulder trying to calm him down. Flipping my hair to one shoulder i turn and go to the stove taking over the cooking.
"What are you doing?" Says Axel.
"What does it look like I'm doing." I say it's really not that hard to figure out.
"Dont you have someone to do that for you," he says.
"Not all of us are rich," i remark. It's not my fault Mother makes me do everything from cooking and cleaning to shopping for clothes and food.
He looks at my father who sighs but doesn't say anything.
"What the hell," Axel shouts loud enough for the whole house to hear and people I've never met run into the kitchen. "She shouldn't be the one to do everything she deserves better than this. What is wrong with you people?"
"Axel," I whisper, "it's fine leave it alone."
"It's fine... It's fine? It most certainly is not fine your parents shouldn't treat you like this they should be cooking for you not the other way around." he screams making the pounding in my head worse.
"Axel, enough your making my head hurt." I whisper loud enough for only him to hear.
The other people in the room just stare and I try to figure out who they are and what they are doing in my house.
"Please forgive us," one of them says, "we are axels parents and other pac... I mean other friend of your fathers. I'm sorry we cause all this chaos to happen.". They all nod in agreement.
"Diana," my Mother says finally getting up and walking into the room, "don't blame your self, you are the guest. Katherine here enjoys cooking for everyone she insisted this morning when I told her we were having guests." I can barely hold in the laughter after she says her piece. Love cooking? Umm no I hate cooking. I only do it to avoid punishments, I hold my pocket face and pretend that what she says is true. I feel josh wrap his small arms around my waist and i place my hand on his shoulder.
"Please," I say, " I would love to be your chef for tonight." A fake smile plasters my face.
"If you really want to dear," says Diana.
"Mom..." Axel begins but is cut off by his mother. "If she wants to cook let her we would be delighted to have her as our chef.". Axel looks at his mother like she has three heads. "You can help her if you want to," my father suggests. Axel nods in agreement and the adults with josh all head into the living room.
"Sit." Axel commands.
"No. I'm going to cook wether you like it or not." I say in defiance. I go over to the stove that already has the steaks seasoned in them I place them in the oven and turn the heat up. I set the timer for 30 min and start to prepare the salad.
"Allow me," says Axel and I met him take over this one because how badly could he mess up salad? I take the freshly baked bread I'd made earlier that week and smear butter over all of the pieces and stick it in the bottom oven not yet turning it on. On the stove water starts to boil and I throw in the vegetables. I didn't have time to go and pick fresh ones from my garden but these would have to do. I head to the dinning room and place the good silver ware out and fold the napkins elegantly. Wine glasses are placed on the table and a pitcher of water is on the table. A white table clothe covers the table and the candle center piece remains unlit. The hairs on the back of my neck stand straight up as my mothers says, "you stupid girl. Do you really want attention that bad, cause now you've got mine. you better be prepared cause your gunna have it after the dinner party.". She starts laughing a dry laugh that almost seems like it would belong to a witch who has a frog stuck in her throat. She then disappears in another room, her laughed still ringing in my head. I take a deep breath and return to Axel. The timer on the stove reads 12:35 and I take a seat waiting. Axel still stands mixing salad as though his life depended on it. I soon find that I'm staring at him enormous biceps a clear six pack under that tight fitting shirt. wait why am i checking him out his and arrogant jerk who probably has a new girl in his bed every week. I think of ways to get my science partner switched until the buzzer goes off and I jump up. Pulling the pan out of the oven I turn the bottom oven on for the bread and place the steaks back in that oven after deciding they weren't done enough.
"Smells great." says Axel making me jump, "jumpy arent we." he laughs. I roll my eyes at him. he takes my hand flipping it Palm up, "what are you doing," I demand
"You burned your self," he says with concern leaking in his voice.
"It's fine," I say pulling my hand back. Thank full it doesn't hurt but I really should be more careful. Axel opens his mouth as if he was going to say something but then closes it.
"Go put the salad on the table," i command. He does as I say and leaves with the salad. Giving me a minute of peace and I close my eyes and let out a deep sigh. I know exactly what will happen tomorrow once my father leaves for work pulling pulling out my phone I text Sarah I don't need a ride tomorrow I'm sick sorry. She responds with her usually okay :). I check the steaks and they look done to me so I place one on each plate in the dinning room where Axel sits quietly with his eyes closed as if thinking hard about something. I grab the slat and pepper shakers from the kitchen and place them on the table. I also grab the bread and vegetables placing them on the table with the other things. My brother had already made the mashed potatoes which save me some time. I grab a light from the hutch and light the candle center piece, stepping back I admire my work.
"Very nice," says Axel "you do this a lot and don't deny it I can see it in the way you move around the kitchen and put everything in place. Why do you always cook, and tell me the truth please don't lie to me."
"I don't always cook just when I feel like it." I lie. Axel just shakes his head, "you will learn to trust me." he whispers so quiet I can barely hear him.
"Dinners ready" I call out, and everyone files in. they take their seats and I pull out a Bottle of wine poring the adults a glass. We all talk quietly as dishes were passed around.
After an hour of small talk everyone's meal was done and they all went back into the living room. I picked up all the dishes and placed them in the sink and rinse them all off with water. I head back to the dinning room and pick up the rest of the food that would make a great meal for tomorrow. I grab large coffee and fill them with Ben and Jerry's vanilla bean ice cream. I take these into the living room and place them on the coffee table. I grab as many toppings as I can carry and place them with the ice cream. Each time I enter Axel stares at me with such an intense look I feel as if he looking right through me. I go back to my dishes and wash them, dry them and put them away once that is done everyone seems about ready to leave. We say your good byes and I rush to my room not ready for the pain tomorrow will bring.