The Bakery

Part 21 - The Bitch In Heals

I couldn't help but feel extremely nervous, and for more than one reason. Even though I have stayed at the Grays' house many times, and I have become close to the family, I still can't help but feel like there is something else I should know but I don't. Kind of like in math class where everyone in the class understands the math question, even after your teacher has gone over it, but you still have no fricken fracken clue what's going on.

Usually, when someone is getting their employees and customers stolen, you wouldn't usually eat with the people who are stealing it.  Don't get me wrong, in no way, shape, or form, do I care for the twin's parents, but I do care about Aubrey, and with Jasper, it depends on the day, so I'll just have to suck it up, keep all my thought and opinions and smart ass comments in my head for the time being.

Man, this is going to be really difficult.

Aubrey and I walk into the house, first entering the giant kitchen that the cooking staff is making our dinner, I assume, in. We quickly shuffle through the kitchen and down the hall to the living room where we find Jasper playing some video games.

Showtime.

I walk over to the couch that Jasper was sitting on, (they have multiple couches) and lie practically on top of him, my head resting on his lap where I could look up at him. I poke his chest, surprised by how firm and perfectly shaped it was. I almost want to touch it again but decide not to gawk at it too much since I don't actually have feelings for him. trying to annoy him or get some type of reaction out of while, but his eyes would only focus on the giant screen in front of him.

I sigh looking over at Aubrey who just rolls her eyes at Jasper's relationship skills and chuckle. I get up off of Jasper and rest my head on the end of the sofa, giving a big sigh.

The living room was cozy, with a dark leather sofa and chairs for guests or the Grey's to sit around in and watch something on their giant tv. The marble coffee table was nice too and there were also some really cute pictures of Jasper and Aubrey when they were little hung up on the walls.

But there was something off about the discoloring in the wall somehow. To the right of one of the family pictures that the Grey's had taken, it seemed as though there had been another picture frame beside, but it was gone.

It's fine. It probably broke from Jasper doing something stupid, I thought. But I couldn't help but feel uneasy when I looked at it.

Jasper finally looks over at me, a sad expression on his face, "Why did you move?"

I couldn't tell if Jasper seems sad because he had good acting skills or if it was actually because I moved off of him.

I fold my arms and raise a brow, "Why didn't you acknowledge me?"

Jasper frowns, I am starting to think he is actually not acting, "Will you come back?"

And to think, a couple of weeks ago I hated the guy's guts, and now he wants me to lay back down on his lap. Either he's trying to make me his next heartbreak victim or...yeah I got nothing else.

I sigh but then go back to laying down on Jasper's lap. Jasper places one of his hands on my stomach, making me stay still.

Honestly, it doesn't feel bad.

••••

Mrs. Gray comes into the living room, smiling at Jasper and I. I wasn't smiling back, to say the least. Aubrey had gone upstairs to her room after a while of feeling like the third wheel, so I was stuck here with my pretend boyfriend and the owner of my rival bakery who steals my employees.

I was laying on Jasper and I must say, he makes for a nice pillow. He didn't seem to mind that I was making him my resting place for my head thought since he hadn't said anything except a few flirtatious but annoying sentences. Jasper is really good at keeping up with this act is all I can say about it.

I decide at this point that I should probably say something to Mrs. Gray since she is one of his having me for dinner and I am 'going out' with her son. I sit up for a bit, hearing Jasper sigh of what was probably relief since I was laying my head on him for so long his legs circulation would be cut off. At least that's what I would do it for.

Mrs. Gray had long brown hair and was about my height with heals on. She was wearing a tight white dress and black heels while her hair was gracefully pushed back behind her. Aubrey definitely didn't get her height from her, that's for sure.

" Hi Mrs. Gray, " I say to her.

Mrs. Gray smiles a fake smile, giving a slight chuckle to add to her performance, " Oh dear, you know you can always call my Stella. I'm sure you've known me for quite enough time to call me that, " she tells me.

" I'm good. My grandfather taught me to show people respect by calling them Mr. or Ms." I say, knowing she doesn't like my grandfather from what Jasper had told me.

" I'm sure he did, " she said through her perfect white teeth. I smiled a bit knowing I somewhat got to her.

Jasper puts a hand on my shoulder and squeezes, telling me that that's enough of annoying his mother and I frown inside. Ya know since I can't actually tell my best friend's and Jasper's mother that I don't actually like her and that I hate her for taking most of my staff away from me just because of some stupid thing with my grandfather.

I wish I could though, not gonna lie, I hate the two-faced bitch. I'm so glad that neither of her children is like her. At least, I don't think so that is.

" Mom, is Dad home yet? I'm sure he will want to talk to Chlo too."

" Did I hear my name?" I hear a low booming voice say.

I look over to see a very big man standing in the doorway. He seemed to be a very strong and muscular man, but there was a kindness that I couldn't see in his wife that he was showing. Then he looked over at me and his face began to become more serious.

Was that a frown I see? Is he frowning at me?

" Well if it isn't Chloe Harper."