Anger Management

Chapter 13: Creepy Background Stories and Suggestive Comments

"Wow that was just. Wow!" A satisfied Ashter exclaims out loud to me from across the kitchen table. I nod in approval at him not giving a verbal answer because of my focused attention at hand. Trying to get all the excess chocolate off my plate. I hold my finger up to my mouth after successfully swiping my plate, the brown chocolatey goodness perched on there just waiting to be ate. A moan of pure pleasure ripples through the kitchen as I remove the stuff that could be known as heaven from my finger.

    "You know I'm pretty sure that I can consider what I just seen as food porn." I hear Jamie say from her never moving spot at the counter.

"Ditto to that." I hear Riley mumble under her breath, as well as an agreeing nod from Ashter.

    "It's not food porn." I scoff while looking back down at my plate. "Its called treasuring life's delicacies."

"Sweetheart you just basically described food porn, or actually plain porn in general." Ashter says a smirk sitting on that stupid face of his. We all look at him with a face of disgust to which he just shrugs his shoulder before muttering "it's true". I shake my head at him the thought of eating no longer on my agenda. I sit back in my wooden chair, patting my stomach in satisfaction. Although my best friend could be a creep, there was one thing I could think about to always overlook that trait. Her cooking. Riley was born with an awesome gift. Cooking, or more specifically baking. She could make everything from cookies to croissants, all the way to her famous chocolate chip pancakes. Me on the other hand, and not trying to brag when I say this, but I am the Queen of frozen food. You want frozen pizza? I'm ya girl. Chicken nuggets? I throw in all the condiments for your dipping pleasure. Ice cream? Well what can I say my sundaes are legendary.

    "You know Riley I might be able to overlook the little incident that happened earlier. Might even answer a couple of questions for your whatever it is you do. Only if you make me some more of these in the near future." Ashter suddenly says pulling me out of my food induced thoughts. I'm pretty sure Ashter regrets what he said because not even a millisecond later, Riley is jumping up and down while hugging him as if he is Bruno Mars or something.

"Oh my gosh! Are you serious? I will make you all the pancakes you want! You are so awesome. Did I ever tell you that I admire you? You just make me want to make my life exciting, you know? Ahh who cares what you think, this is officially the best day of my life!" Riley rants, her up and down motion continuing the whole time. I chuckle a little at the sight in front of me while also silently thanking the man upstairs that I don't have to do operation interrogation anymore. Lets just say if Riley were to become a police she would get all the answers she wanted.

    "Would you guys keep it down?! I'm talking to people I actually like." Jamie growls at us bringing Riley's jumping to a stop. Riley throws her a dirty look before, focusing her attention back on Ashter a smile immediately popping up on her face.

    "So can I start my questioning now?" Riley asks as she finally steps back from Ashter, the relief identifiable on his face.  

"Woah calm down my eager best friend why don't we just relax for now. A lot has already happened and I'm pretty sure Ashter has things he has to do." I jump into say, trying to prevent another soap opera from starting. I can only deal with so much Riley everyday.

"I'm not doi-" Ashter starts to say and I immediately feel my eyes start to widen.

    "Ashter!" I scream before he can finish his sentence. "Living room. Now!" I don't give him any time to soak in my command before dragging him away from my confused looking friend. I look back throwing her a reassuring smile before disappearing around the corner, and smacking Ashter on the arm.