Blood Lily

Chapter 8

My mind still wouldn't stop reeling from what had happened earlier with Ethan. What am I doing? I sat with my head in my hands and my elbows on the counter in the kitchen when I heard Harvey come in.

He stopped in his tracks when he saw me. 'Hi' I said weakly and he nodded. 'You know you can talk to me'

'I know' he replied and went straight to the fridge. He looked inside and then slammed the door shut. 'Damn it, nothing to eat' he said

'Mrs. Collins made some jambalaya a while ago' I said

'I can't eat that. I'm allergic to the spices she puts in it' he explained

'Want me to make you something?'

'Like what?'

'Anything you want or anything using what you have in the fridge'

He nodded his head and sat down on one of the stools.

'Okay so what are you allergic to exactly?'

'Tarragon and star anise'

'Anything else?' he shook his head in response

'Okay.....well....I could make you some pasta? Tortellini if you want?'

'I don't know what that is'

'You know? That type of pocket pasta with stuffing inside?' I tried to explain as best a as I could. 'Ohh okay....Yeah that works' he said gruffly

'Okay. I'm gonna need eggs, flour, milk, vegetables, any sort of meat you got and spices' I looked at him expectantly

'What're you lookin' at me for? I don't know where that stuff is'

I sighed and shook my head, guess it was time to do a little exploring around the kitchen. Basically everything was in the fridge except for the flour. I explored the various shelves till I found a pack. I tried to open it and ended up using too much force. The packet burst open and flour exploded everywhere, in my hair, on my face and ib my mouth.

I looked to Harvey and he was trying so hard not to laugh his ass off. 'What's so funny?' I asked, my hands on my hips

'Nothing' he said though he couldn't even wipe that smirk off his face.

'Fine! Starve to death!' I yelled, throwing my hands up in the air.

'What's going on here?' Ethan entered the room and immediately burst out laughing when he saw me. He had a wonderful laugh but right now I couldn't care less.

'What happened to you?' he managed to say between laughs.

'Fatass here' I pointed to Harvey, 'was starving and I thought I could make something and then this happened' I explained, wiping the flour off my face

'Okay, why don't you go clean up? I asked one of the maids to put some clothes for you in your room. I'll get Mrs. Collins here' he said lightly

'Fine' I trudged out of the kitchen leaving a trail of flour behind me.

Only when did I see myself in the bathroom mirror did I start laughing. I looked like a ghost....or at least a pathetic attempt to be one. No wonder he was laughing so much.

Then I groaned. It would take forever to get this stuff out of my hair. I stepped into the shower and let the warm water cascade over me.

As I stood there I thought about my situation? What is this supposed to be?

Am I like Rapunzel waiting in her tower for her prince charming to come and rescue her? Or is it something else entirely? Guess I would find out soon