Blueberry Muffins and Apple Pie

Chapter 4: Dread

Swap was startled awake as the covers around him were yanked off.

The small skeleton scrambled up, heaving slightly as sharp pain flared in his chest.

After a moment be found his bearings and looked over to the canopy curtain opening.

There, peering in with pulled sheets in hand, was Cross. The stoic skeleton looked him over and began to speak.

"Nightmares a little upset you didn't eat breakfast. Sleeping through lunch he said was fine." Swaps eyes widened. Lunch? He slept through the noon? How long was he out? He didn't have much to dwell on the subject as the taller continued.

"But purposely not eating something given while awake was a no go. So this time I'm staying to make sure you actually eat something." Cross finished, letting the sheets go and walking out of view. Probably to the sofa.

Swap sat in silence for a long moment. Mind processing the moment.

Hesitantly he shuffled to find his phone. Grabbing it from it's resting place, he flicked it on to see the time.

7:00 PM.

Nightmare had said he'd come back for their 'deal' tonight. That could happen at anytime now.

Maybe in an hour. Maybe in two. Maybe a few minutes from now.

He didn't have a answer.

Stars. He didn't have an answer.

He'd hoped to wake up sooner. To get in contact with his brother to get help and get out of here before dark.

Now.

Now he was trapped with a heavy dilemma hanging above his head.

"Are you coming or not? Your foods gonna get cold." Cross's monotone voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

Swap sat in silence. Rocking forward a few times to gain the will to move.

After a second he reluctantly he slipped out of the bed.

His legs still felt numb, making him stumble slightly as he made his way to the couch.

The larger was seated on the far end. A plate and glass on the table. Thankfully placed on the opposite side.

Hesitantly he made his way over to it, glancing to Cross as he did so.

He sat silently, staring at the contents of the plate.

It looked like a normal burger with a side of fries. Something he'd find at a local restaurant.

Like the breakfast the fresh smell and look made his stomach twist hungrily. Even still his fears kept him from downing what was offered.

Glancing over he could see the larger watching him with a raised brow.

"Well? Eat up." Cross said, nodding to the food.

Swap gaze shifted to the food. But still made no move to eat.

A heavy sigh came from Cross. "Look. It's not poisoned or anything like that. It's literally an extra burger from our dinner. I personally picked it out and brought it here. So there's nothing wrong with it."

The smaller looked to him with skepticism. "How... how do I know you aren't lying? That something bad isn't in it?" His voice was horse and shaky, but he kept his gaze firm. 

Cross gave him a small annoyed look before scooting closer.

Swap flinched, pressing himself into the couch as he watched the other in fear.