Smells Nice

It is four fifty five in the morning and I am already out, jogging. I get back around seven, take a shower then sit down to write a good heart break report for Mr Bradley. Luna brings breakfast for me, it is milk and waffles. She helps me out a little with my report, she could somehow express and make me understand how heart break and trauma would be from her own point of view and how she'd handle it. I listen to her but write it in my own way, around three o clock when the sun is hot. I meet up with Mr Stanley at a five star restaurant.

"Are you eating well young master Brown. You look thin."

"I'll live."

"The Browns purchased a club named "Prince"  and have sent this papers for you to fill as its new owner." He said as he gives me the papers.

"Oh God no, I'm not filling this. I don't even know how to run a club, is this even necessary??"

"Don't get too flustered Young Master." He said as he keeps the papers in my bag. " Sign them whenever you are ready sir."

"See you later Stan, I have to get back to my exercise." I take my bag and I'm about to leave the cafe.

"Shit!" I said as I sit down back on the chair.

"What is it young master."

"Clear the table. Quickly! Quickly!" I said as Megan comes into the restaurant with a friend.

"Excuse me, could you come pack this up?" Stanley said to a waiter.

"Would you like anything else sir?" The waiter asked.

"No..."

I cut in."yes! Your shirt and cap."

"Excuse me?" The waiter said.

"Stanley pay him." I said as I hide under the table.

"I strongly advise that you recon..."

"Pay him!!!" I take a peep and accidentally lock eyes with Megan. "Quickly! Quickly!"

"Yes young master." Stanley gives him a bundle of dollars in exchange for the cap and shirt.

"I'll be right back." Megan said as she gets up from her chair to clear her suspicion of her seeing me.

I wore the shirt and cap just in time before she gets to my table.

"Excuse my clumsiness sir, I'll clean this so shining you won't ever notice the difference." I said as I pretend to clear Stanley's shoe stained with wine.

"Woody?"

I raise up my head and intentionally hit it against the table. "Ow!"

"Oh my God are you alright." Megan said as she helps me stand up.

"I'm sorry about this mess sir, would you like another table?."

"No, I was just leaving young mas..." Stanley pauses and looks at Megan then exhales. " Thank you young mister. Keep the change." He gives me a bundle of money then takes his leave.

I sigh then sit on the chair.

"Are you alright?" Megan asked.

"Yes thank you. Do I know you?" I asked pretending not to recognize her.

"It's Megan, we met on the track remember?"

"Oh! I'm so sorry, you must feel so disgusted seeing me like this." I said as I bow my head repeatedly.

"Stop that." She said as she stops me. "You work here?"

"Yes I do ma'am, would you like anything?"

She turns to check her table but it has already been attended to. " All taken care of." She notices my sneakers. "Oh do you plan to jog after your shift ends? What time do you get off work, I'd like to jog with you."

For some reasons Megan seems really friendly and nice, who knows maybe she has an evil plan.

"Actually...ummnnm." I check my watch. "My shift just ended."

"Great! Wait up for me, I'll go gear up in my car." She said as she ran of excitedly.

She comes back after five minutes. "I'm ready, let's go."

"Ok, what about your friend over there?"

"My friend?" She looks back at the girl she came with. "Oh her? That's not my friend, she's my therapist."

"PA? Isn't she a little bit too young to be a therapist?."

"You ask too much questions, let's go." She said as she pulls me out to jog.

After twenty five minutes of jogging I decide to take a break.

" Are you alright?" Megan asked.

"Yeah, I just need to catch my breath." I replied breathing heavy.

"Are you sure? You're really sweating."

"Yeah I'm, I'm fine...." I said as everything went black and I fall.

"Woody!"

I wake up ten minutes later and I can smell something nice, I open my eyes and I see a teddy bear in front of me.

"What tha hell!?." 

I open my eyes fully and it was like I was in one of those large fancy Barbie rooms. I get up from the bed and I follow the scent, it leads me downstairs to the kitchen, it was Megan cooking.

"Um, hi."  I said.

She turns back to look at me. "Heyyy, you're awake. How're you feeling?"

"Not bad."

"Good. Grab a seat."

"What are you cooking? It smells so good." I said as I sit.

"Just a little something my gran gran taught me."

She arranges the dishes on the table and serves me. "Fiorentina steak, Gambas al ajillo and Ossobuco."

"Wow! They look so beautiful."

"Go ahead, try em." She said as she stared at me smiling.

I cut a slice of the steak and it ia delicious. I have almost forgotten what good food actually taste like, this is heaven.

"Woah woah, slow down😂" Megan said as she pours me wine.

"Sorry, I must disgust you."

"It's actually kinda cute😂" she laughed.

I look around checking out the house. " You stay here?" I said with my mouth full.

"Yeah. I mean no, this is my hideout. I come here whenever I want to cook or just be left alone."

"Cook? Why do you have to come here to cook?"

"My dad doesn't allow me cook."

"And why's that?"

"My mum and sister died from gas  explosion, the explosion spilled hot oil on my sister. She was only three."

"I'm so sorry."

"I miss them and the only thing that makes me feel closer to them is when I cook, I remember my dad always happy and smiling whenever she sings in kitchen as she cooked. They'd play with flour and make a mess in the kitchen. But now he doesn't even want to let me enter the kitchen, it's so sad." She said as a tear drops from her eye.

She cleans it and exhales.

"Let's call it a day, I'll see you tomorrow. My driver will take you home."

"Thanks for the food."

"You're welcome."

"I have one more request."

"What's that?"

"Could you help me pack some food, I'd like to give my sisters too."

She laughs. "Surreee!"

She warps it in a foil plate and gives it to me.

"Thanks 💓"

"You're welcome. Can I have your number?"

"Oh..ummn... I actually don't have a phone but you can call my house line." I write the numbers down in a paper.

"Ok Woody, take care of yourself."

"You too."

Her driver takes me home.