𝙒𝙤𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙛 (𝙂𝙭𝙂)

12. Messed up?

MAHI'S POV

I'm a fucking idiot.

I took a deep breath as I looked at Lucas.

"The fuck do you want?" I asked, annoyed at the glares.

"Brown sugar," 

"Go get them,"

"You get them,"

"I wont"

"I guess I won't use them then,"

I groaned as I threw the dry towel on the counter.

"She is in there," I groaned as he shrugged.

"I don't see where that's my problem," he said, arms crossed.

"bâtard, tu vas me le payer" I yelled as he rolled his eyes.

"Your French sucks." 

"Your ass sucks,"

"Better than yours ever will," 

"You are talking to the head chef," I reminded her.

"I am talking to Mahi," he said as I felt a sting.

"Urghh, I'll get the sugar," I said, walking towards the storage.

"Listen, whatever happens, we won't let you go, so be a bit nice to her," he said as I looked at him.

"Never forget how bad of a cook you were in the start?" he reminded me as I looked away.

"Remember the burns?" He asked as I nodded.

"Words hurt equally bad," I nodded, walking towards the storage as I took a deep breath.

I opened it, walking in as I closed it.

I looked around to check where she was, but then my eyes finally spotted her.

It almost looked comical; she was sitting crouching between two shelves, hugging her knees as I heard whimpers.

I slowly walked towards her, feeling awkward.

"Do you want to turn into a frozen chicken?" I asked, and she flinched upon hearing the sudden noise.

She looked at me with tear-drenched eyes and stained cheeks. 

Cute.

I felt a pound in my heart as I looked away, feeling nervous all of a sudden as I moved towards one of the shelves.

"Stand up," I said as she ignored me.

"Stand up," I said louder, and there was still no response.

"The rat that lives here will bite your ass," I said as she shot up. I pressed my lips together, trying not to laugh as she looked around.

"Ya, give this brown sugar to Lucas," I said, handing her the sugar, which she took without saying anything.

"No, yes, chef?" I asked as she turned, glaring at me with puffy eyes.

"Sorry, chef," she mumbled.

I nodded as she walked out. I sighed, hitting the back of my head as I stayed in the storeroom for a minute.

I am going to die, probably.

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GANGA'S POV 

"Moommmmmmm," I cried as I called her.

"What's happened now?" she asked as I wailed.