Chapter 3 || Who doesn't like Cake

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* * Nicole's POV * *

I smiled with pleasure as I finished putting the final letters on the cake with icing.

I really hope Jake likes cake. I don't want to get off to the wrong start with him. Hopefully, we can be friends, but he seems to already hate my guts and I'm deathly afraid of him so that thought may not work. I'm sure I can change that though, maybe he will realize I didn't mean to.... wait what did I actually do to him? I sighed, it doesn't matter, all that matters is that Jake accepts the cake.

I dragged myself out of that thought as Jake passed through the kitchen, heading to the living room I assume. I hesitate and awkwardly smile. Do I actually want to do this? I don't think I have enough courage to even speak to him let alone give him an apology cake, which never in my life did I think I would do... I sighed but I have to do this or he may hate me forever, increasing my death factor.

I softly mumbled, but just loud enough so he could hear me, "uh- Jake?"

He snapped his head over toward me and narrowed his eyes.

I picked up the cake and headed his direction, "I'm sorry for earlier. I feel really bad so I made you this cake." I handed him the vanilla cake that said 'sorry' in red frosting, "I hope you can forgive me" I added while putting a sincere but shaky smile on my face trying to hide my fear.

Jake leaned over the cake and raised an eyebrow. I noticed the corner of his mouth tilt up but it went away as soon as it came. He reached out and carefully took the cake from my hands.

I smiled wider as he accepted the cake.

He lifted one of his hands and smashed it directly into the center of the cake.

My smile disappeared as he destroyed the cake, smashing every piece of it in the tray.

He grinned as he finished destroying the last of my cake.

He handed me the tray of smashed cake and said nothing, he just turned away with his sly grin and continued walking into the living room.

I headed back to the kitchen counter. I wasn't angry with him, I was upset. I really wanted him to forgive me, not sure why but something inside me told me I had to make it up to him. Also, I planned on living until I'm at least 80 so that may be why I had the urge to make the cake. Not only that but who doesn't love cake?

I smiled once again, feeling that this time I will have to be less scared. I grabbed the second tray of cake I made and walked over to Jake who was sitting on the couch, tapping his fingers to the beat of the music coming from the commercial on TV.

I walked around the couch and sat next to Jake who looked like he was about to punch me.

"I wanted to give you this," I said as I held out a second cake that read 'I had a feeling you would destroy the first cake in some way so I made a second cake. I am really sorry'.

I know this was a little much but I had to get my point across. He lifted his hands up and I quickly put my head down and immediately added, "Please don't kill me."

Expecting to hear the sound of cake being squished and skin being slapped I actually heard a laugh escape from Jake, "Okay I have to admit. That was f***ing funny." He took the cake from my hands, "You knew I would destroy the first cake!" He continued laughing.

I awkwardly smiled and let out a small little laugh. Was he accepting it?

He stood up and made his way into the kitchen and I followed in his footsteps. He rested the cake on the counter, opened the drawer and pulled out a knife.

Shoot he was going to kill me!

I took a step away from him. Without trying to look like I was terrified, which I was.

He chuckled, "You're so jumpy. I'm not going to kill you."

I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding.

"...yet" He added with a grin.

My face flushed as I handed him a dish slowly and carefully. I did my very best not to set him off.

He cut the cake and began eating it, "Not bad Nicole" he stated with a mouth full.

I felt my heart leap with joy and a smile form on my face. He likes it!

He raised an eyebrow at my happiness, cut another piece and placed in the dish.

"Come here," he said while gestured for me to stand next to him.

I hesitated at first but then followed his orders. As soon as I was next to Jake he plunged the cake right into my face and burst into laughter.

Why did he do that? I made a nice little apology cake for him and this is how he treats me. Well.. it's easy to say he still dislikes me.

I wipe the cake off my eyes and grab the nearest towel to clean my face. I turn the kitchen faucet on and quickly rinse my face. When I turn around Jake is gone and nonetheless, a giant fist sized hole was smashed into the cake. My heart sunk and I hopelessly dragged myself into my room. This was going to be a long couple of weeks.

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'You are what?!?!' my phone screen lit up with a message from Bridget.

I sighed and texted 'read my previous text!'

'I'm not stupid!! I did!! Okay that's it I'm calling u!' She responded in an instant.

C'mon Bridget, can't we just text? I don't want Jake to hear... Just in case.

Not having any time to text her back, my phone began playing an extremely loud and annoying ringtone. I should change it but then Bridget would be hurt, she loves that stupid voice that shouts "HEY OVER HERE! ANSWER YOUR PHONE! DONT KEEP ME WAITING....."

My phone blared with the voice causing me to jump and immediately pick up the phone to shut up the voice.

I opened my mouth to say 'hello' but was cut off by the words of Bridget.

"Nicole you are the unluckiest girl alive!!" She squealed.

"You are going to be living with the school's bad boy who happens to be the hottest guy in the entire school!" She paused, "correction... Second hottest! Asher is by far the greatest human on planet earth!"

I shouted, "he is going to kill me!!"

"Maybe," she said, "But I'm very sorry you have to deal with him. I can't imagine a worst person than you to be placed in his house. You're an angel and he is a devil! You're so quiet and cute. He is so rude, loud and hot!"

No need to state the obvious... I know I'm quiet but do you really have to shout it to the world??

I sighed, "I miss my parents"

"Are you serious Nicole? Your parents are away are you miss them!? If I was in your place I'd be in heaven!"

"Yeah but I'm not you!" I fought back "I've known you for how long... since 5th grade?! So you should know I barely do anything without them!"

She laughed, "Awwe you're so cute! Like a little baby!" She paused, "$*!T... Jake would totally capitalize on you...."

I cut her off "no worries he hates my guts!"

"Not for long! I mean look at yourself! You're a hottie! You are perfectly thin with great muscles and abs.... and you have a perfect figure! I'd go fight in a war to look like you!"

"Stop trying to make me feel better! You know I don't look like that!" I demanded.

"Ooh, so you got surgery then?" She asked while laughing.

I screamed, "NOOOO BRIDGET HOW DARE YOU!"

She began to choke on her laughter.

"DON'T DIE!!! I'M CERTIFIED IN CPR!!! HELP IS ON THE WAY!" I shouted.

She laughed harder, "dude stop killing me!"

I crossed my arms, "I was only trying to help!"

She calmed down, "I have to go! Let's plan for me to come over soon. Byeee."

Before I could respond she hung up.

I looked up, LORD PLEASE HELP ME 😖

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