Her Famous Killer Sweets

Once we were done eating we made our way back to our house. Kaila went along with us driving her car while mother and me went in our car.

The drive back was pretty calm but as soon as we got home we saw Lizzy making her famous killer sweets.

~Let me take you back to the last chapter~

The lady by the cash register asks "What would you like to order?".

I said "Can I get three crepes, all three with strawberries, banana and nutella with extra whipped creme, two watermelon smoothies, and one strawberry milkshake please". One crepe for each of us, a strawberry milkshake for me and a watermelon smoothie for my mother and another for Kaila.

~Now back to the present~

Lizzy makes her famous killer sweets, Now before we continue, do you remember what happened the last time I ate some of her sweets

~Further back in time~

I contemplate for a little whether to eat it or not, before finally deciding to take a big mouth filling bite out of the purple cupcake.

The next thing that happened had me feeling fully aware why mother was so scared and terrified and just how dangerous my new sister's baking really was.

~Now back to the present once again~

Yeah, that was something I never want to experience ever again and by ever I mean never ever am I ever going to willingly eat something my sister has made, especially her killer sweets.

~Back to the present for real this time~

We make our way inside only to see Lizzy making her famous killer sweets.

"Oh, You guys are back" Kaila walks in "And you even brought back a guest, What great timing, I made some cake"

Mother and I turn to look at each other for a split second before looking at Kaila with our eyes as if praying for her well being.

She looks at us weirdly and turns to Lizzy. "I would love it if I could have some please" Lizzy's eyes brighten. "Yes! Yes, of course! Here" she gives a slice of cake to Kaila and motions for her to take a seat on the dining table.

Mother takes out her phone, takes a picture of Kaila, prints out the picture, and puts it in a picture frame then suddenly she starts making a little shrine and places the picture on it. She kneels, rings the little bell and prays.

Everything she did was under the eyes of the person of whom mother prays for. Kaila looks at me questioningly then back at mother.

She looks at the cake in front of her, giving up on questioning what her best friend was doing.

She picks up the fork, cuts a piece of the cake, and finally takes a bite…

To be continued...