short "scary" stories

part I

I had finished preparing the meal for me and my boyfriend. It was steak and potatoes, a classic that we had a least once a week.

I sat out the plates and silverware, and called his name. He ran down the stairs, excited for our dinner.

He sat down when I did, and wasted no time to start eating. I took my time, watching his every move, seeing how he likes the food.

"Oh wow babe, this is the best meal you've ever made. Did you add a new ingredient? It tastes way better than before." He continues stuffing his face.

A smirk rolls across my face.

"I'm glad you like it honey. She tastes pretty good, doesn't she?"

He froze and looked up at me with a confused expression. "What?"

I chuckle to myself. "Sarah, she tastes pretty good right?"

Maybe next time he won't cheat.