Kidnapped by my best friend

CHAPTER 2

I tore down the stairs and ran to my car. I swore as I fumbled with my keys. I was definitely gonna be late. I got in and kept driving until I got to a large building with a glass storefront. It had a red large above the door. Whole Wheat, the bakery I worked at. Home to every and any confectionery you could think of. It was the best place I could work with my qualifications; the pay was good, I got weekends off and the owner was a close friend of my mother.

I got in and quickly put on my apron rushing to the back. I picked up a bag of flour and almost crashed into Lila. She was the head baker and also the owner of the bakery. She helped me discover my love of baking. She and my mother were both co-workers and friends. They used to work together when they were in mothers restaurant.

It was the time before my mother met my dad. She worked part-time at different jobs to help support herself while she was in law school. My mother was amazing at cooking while Lila excelled at baking. They would often exchange recipes and see who had the best one.

After a while, they lost contact with each other but miraculously ran into each other when my mother wanted to order a cake for my 5th birthday party. The shop she happened to wander into was Lila's shop. Apparently, there was a lot of screaming and tears when the estranged friends met again.

After I moved out and needed a job, Lila happily gave me a job and I had been working there ever since.

"Hello, dearie. Late again I see, aren't you?"

" I got up extra early but the time-"

"Got away from you. I know. The same excuse as yesterday" she said while raising an eyebrow.

I could feel myself flustering. Like I said before not a morning person

Lila laughed and told me to get started on todays special: Cinnamon bites. I weighed out the flour, sugar and milk and then started whisking. I got so lost in what I was doing that I didn't realize someone was behind me. I crashed into the person and almost dropped my bowl.

" One day, I'm gonna have to fire you"

I huffed. "Well that's gonna be a long time from now, and besides if you did I wouldn't invite you to any of my birthdays not to mention the fact I'd skewer you, Michael"

" You wouldn't dare! You know how much I love your birthdays. A full day of all-you-can-eat sushi. Besides you love me too much to impale me with a meat stick"

"Let's not test my love now, shall we?" I said as I went back to what I was doing.

Michael Ervest. He was tall, muscular, and had dark brown curly hair which could be mistaken for black. Also, one of my best friends. And his mother was Lila, the owner. His father was off in the army so he rarely got to see him. Michael was actually the one who got me this job. In fact the day I decided to move out he offered to talk to his mum so I would work there.

We actually met because of our mothers. After our they reconnected, Lila told my mother about her son and they set up a play date. I still remember the day I met him. He was small and timid but he was kind and was always looking out for me.

The day was long, slow and boring. Fridays were generally slow. It was just a couple and a little girl and two old ladies. As I was tending to the counter, the storefront bell rang and a man came in.

He was tall.

Like really tall.

He was dark with a scar across his lip. He was wearing black trousers with a snake patterned belt and a grey shirt. But what immediately drew me in were his eyes.

They were green. Bright green.

I honestly felt weird but as he approached the counter I felt really nervous for some reason. When he finally approached me, I was seriously considering leaving.