??NO!??
I woke gasping to an empty bedroom.
I fell back almost sighing in relief which later turned into laboured breaths. What was the dream about? Was there Robbie in it? Ever since that day he jumped on me from the alley, I was having this realistic dreams, mostly with him in it.
Robbie had to be in this too. He controlled me even when he was not near.
Stop thinking about him the first in the morning, Ace.
Well, 2 am is also morning.
I wished I had someone to talk to. Someone who was mine.
??You will come with me.?? I was trying real hard not to fall for his acts. I did not want to be that side-bitch.
I deserved better. I deserved someone who was mine.
But no one would take care of me like Robbie did. No one would buy me a chocolate cake in the middle of night, just because I woke up dreaming about it. I hadn??t meant to wake him up; I just needed a sip of water, but when I came back to bed, he was wide awake.
??You slipped away from me.??
I rolled my eyes. ??I was thirsty. Well, I was hungry, I dreamt of chocolate cake, so I drank water.??
He got dressed and got me a chocolate cake, seriously. I felt so bad about it after, but it was sweet.
Both the cake and him.
??You will get me fat. There is no way I can burn these calories before sleeping.??
Robbie loved a good challenge.
We ??exercised?? with heavy dose of chocolate icing in between.
I wanted a chocolate cake right at this moment. If I had a boyfriend would he go out in the middle of night to get me one? No, he would not. Because normal people did not go out at night for cake. If he was kind enough he might get me one in the morning.
I could take away the hunger with water, though. I cracked my bones and went to the fridge. Ned??s apartment was tiny, with tinier kitchen but huge ass fridge. Made no sense. But he lived off frozen foods, until I started cooking out of nowhere.
One day I was going through pizza hut brochures and the motivation struck. I had been cooking since then and of course, Ned came, along with Rupert and Julian got a whiff too and now I was cooking every other day for my pets.
Yup, pets.
They adorably blinked at me when I said I was going to call the delivery. I had my little minions, under my thumb. well under my cooking.
Robbie would not like my having friendship with them. He never did. He liked Jason and that was stretching the truth a bit. Liz was still on enemy territory and these people did not have a chance. He was jealous of my own mother and that was telling something. He knew never to cross with them, because they were my people. Crossing with them meant crossing with me.
Robbie loved my mother though. She was his mentor, he just happened to hate that I was I was so dependent on my mom. He did not like that she still handed my financial stuff.
I leaned on the fridge, letting the coolness of door numb my thoughts.
I had to think something else other than Robbie. He had no place in my life. He had his family.
Was he drinking enough water? His lips were chapped that day. I should ask Jason to bring him a chap stick, but he would not apply it. He hated anything gooey on his face. I used to pull him by his dick to get him apply moisturizer on his body but he would not sit still if I were to touch his face with a cream.
??I love the things you put on your face, love. Please, don??t do this to me.?? He would rub his face all over mine and ??... there! I have enough goo on me, now.?? Then he would run away, literally run away!
My big baby.
Stop it, Ace.
I opened the fridge and thinking about how dehydrated Robbie must be and a box was there in it.
A small box.
I gently placed it on the kitchen counter and it was a mini - chocolate cake.
??To my Angel, don??t worry about the calories.??
I hated him.
I hated him so much.
How dare he!
He had no right.
He had no fucking right to put me through all these.
Was he here? When did he put it in this? I came to this apartment this evening and there was no cake when I took my dinner ingredients from the fridge. It was not there when I put the portions for the pets in Tupperware.
I opened the door and checked the veranda, opened the windows and there was nothing suspicious.
Was he in the apartment?
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