Murder House (Part One)

Is This My Life Now?

A tasty aroma filled my nose making me open my eyes and jump down from the bed. Running towards the kitchen in joy, I see someone wearing a red dress flipping pancakes.

"I see you are awake already." she stopped her activity and turned to look at me. "Did you smell mommy's famous pancakes?"

My heart skipped a beat when I saw something scribbled across her eyes but for some reason, I wasn't scared. Rather, I was drooling because of the pancakes seated on the table.

"Have you brushed your teeth dear?" she asks and I feel my head bob up and down. "Great! Hurry up. Your pancakes are getting cold."

I go over to the chair and scramble to climb it but someone helped me up.

"Hey, it looks like we got an early riser."

I look up and see it was the same man wearing a business suit. The woman went up to him and I covered my eyes.

"Aww she is shy." the woman cooed.

The man smiled. "Who is my little shy girl?"

The next thing I knew, I was spinning around in the air with a smile on my face while the smell of pancakes filled the room. I was spinning and spinning and spinning...

I open my eyes to see Jake smiling at me.

"Aww, were you having a good dream Beloved?" he hugged me. "You were drooling in your sleep again but that's alright. It's a pity I had to let your lovely essence go to waste but you don't like me licking you it so that's fine..."

This continued until the sun came up. While I did my duties in the bathroom, he was making breakfast but I take my time because the happy feeling the dream gave me fizzled away.

"Beloved! Wash up quickly. Your breakfast is getting cold!"

I finish my business and head to the kitchen.

"Tada! I made pancakes. Your favorite!" he said presenting the plates to me. "I am sorry I could not get the cherries. They were out of stock at the stores in the area."

My eyes widen. "How did you..."

"At 9 PM on Thursday 27th July, you were eyeing them while buying microwave dinners at Mr. Ying's store and that was after you staring at the pancake mix on the third aisle next to the baked goods. You sighed and wiped the drool from your face with the sleeve of your sweater." then he touched me on the nose. "You don't have to drool over them, My Love. The ingredients they put in there are fake. What I made for you is the real thing."

I suddenly felt emotionally drained as I recall the picture of the pancake that was printed on the box topped with whipped cream and cherries.

'I shouldn't have asked that considering what he did.' I sat down on the chair feeling like an idiot.

"I hope you like it," he said placing his beside me and sitting on the chair. With nothing to say, I grab a fork and take a bite of my food.

'Oh my gosh.' I bite on the fork to prevent the tears from falling. 'It tastes like Mom's! There was only one flaw and that is it is not fluffy!'

Not believing it, I take another bite and another until the plate was empty. Jake had finished his and was staring at me with his eyes full of admiration which was both embarrassing and creepy.

"You have something on you sweetheart."

He got closer to me but I stop him by using the back of my hand to wipe it off. Bad table manners I know but anything to stop him from licking me and the disappointment on his face said it all.