His love

Episode 10

Gold’s PoV

My stomach grumbled as I woke up. Since last night I haven't had anything to eat. I didn't even know that I was hungry until I heard the sound.

Standing up from the bed, my legs felt weak and I fell back down on the bed.

I had to wait a bit for blood to flow into my leg before I could finally move my body. My stomach grumbled some more and I picked myself up, staring outside the window, the surrounding was pitch black. All I could see was the guards moving around the house and it reminded me so much of my old home.

I opened the door and took a peak and there was no one around, Gabriel’s room was at the far end which I had to pass through so I made sure I made no noise. I felt like I was stealing and I didn’t feel good about it but if I didn’t eat then I would drop to the ground.

I got to the kitchen and quickly closed the door behind me making sure that nobody saw me. Scanning through the kitchen, the drawers and cupboard. I found nothing that I could actually eat.

Ofcourse with a house full of men, who was going to do the cooking, I began to wonder how Gabriel ate because no one was present to cook for him.

I opened the fridge and found a few groceries but not enough for me to make a meal for myself but then my eyes caught a bucket.

I pulled it out and it was a small bucket of ice cream, I picked up a spoon and sat on the ground spreading my legs with the ice cream in front of me.

I began devouring it like a hungry lion,

“So good” I commented. It had so long since I tasted something sweet like this, all the food I had eaten in the hospital all tasted like detergent. I could barely digest it and would mostly vomit it out because of how bad it was.

A little happy dance came from my body and I was smiling like crazy just for the ice cream, it was like I had been handed a treat after a month’s work. The spoon was becoming to small for my appetite so I used my hand. Despite how cold it was, I dug my hand in it and took a big chunk then began eating it.

“Here” a napkin was stretched to me and I took it then threw it to the ground.

I continued eating before I heard the same voice again and another napkin was in front of me. It was then I noticed the black leather shoes in front of me. I raised my head up and found Gabriel staring back at me with no expression on his face.

I became embarrassed that I hid my face from him, I couldn’t even eat the ice cream anymore. I could bet he must have seen me eating like a goat.

He squatted in front of me then used the napkin to clean my mouth.

“Thank you” I tried to take the napkin from him but he didn’t bulge, he wiped my mouth clean and then stood up.

“Would you like to eat real food?” He asked me.

The thought of food made my mouth watery and I began to salivate.

“Yes” I nodded my head and he smiled. It was the first time I had ever seen him smile and it was mesmerizing.

He stretched his hand to help me up but I didn’t want to dirty his hand so I stood up by myself.

He moved towards the fridge and I was about to tell him there was nothing reasonable there when he looked back at me then pointed behind me. I turned to find a bag on the table and scanned through it.

“I want to eat spaghetti” I said then zipped my mouth immediately. I had almost forgotten that this was not my home.

He looked at me then closed the fridge, he walked up to me, picked up the bucket of Ice cream with a spoon and gave it to me then he picked me up and kept on the counter.

“Finish it” he said.

I felt like I had offended him so I kept quiet and continued eating, I couldn’t even watch what he was doing because I was scared he might get mad.

After I was done eating, he tossed it into the thrash and picked me up again out of the kitchen. Then he pulled a seat for me at the dining and sat me down.

In a minute time he was back from the kitchen with two plates.

I stared at my food with great shock, he had actually prepared spaghetti for me.

“Eat” he ordered and I picked up my fork.

I took a bit and was astonished by how good it was, normally I would voice out my thought but he was a one word man and was in a serious mood most of the time so I couldn’t start a conversation with him.

With great interest, I continued with my food until I had wiped my plate clean before I noticed that he hadn’t even touched his.

“Are you still not going to say anything” he asked as I picked up my plate.

I knew what he was talking about and I kept quiet.

“Your father’s name is Cooper right?” He asked.

“Yes” I replied.

“Go to sleep” he ordered. I wanted to wonder how he knew my father’s name but a man such as himself it would be easy for him to gather such information.

“Thank you for the food” I said and walked away with a full stomach.