I Hate Death (On Hold)

Death left early this morning, I felt him roll out of bed and whisper a quick, I love you, before walking out...or fly, whatever it is that gods do. I sigh and lay there staring at the ceiling. Thoughts about leaving him are running through my mind but for some reason I can't do it. I'm sure I don't actually like him.

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I move into the kitchen where I begin to pull out all the ingredients needed for a chocolate cake because I'm in that chocolate cake mood. Cooking is my happy place, when I'm confused, sad, happy, alone, any thing, Cooking is so fun. Mainly baking but I like anything.

When the cake was finished I instagramed it and within seconds it had over 1,000 likes, did I forget to mention that I have 22,000 followers on Instagram?



Now one to eat it! That's the fun part! It's also the fat part but #YOLO

Just when I'm about to cut my beautiful cake, Death walks in.

"Hey Baby." He says walking over to me for a kiss.

"Hey." I reply returning it. His lips literally melt into mine and it's literally the most amazing thing in the world, like almost better than the chocolate cake I was about to eat. When we pulled apart he looked at the cake,

"is that for me?" He asks cheekily with a cute smirk on his face.

"Well I guess I could share." I say picking the knife back up again.

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When we have both eaten a bit I go to out it away and accidentally got some on my hand. I turn around and giggle as I wipe it onto deaths shirt. He looks at me and smirks before grabbing a handful of cake himself and wiping it across my mouth. I grin and lick my lips before he smashes his lips to mine. A heated make out session with Cake! These are the moments where I truly do love him.

We pull apart, out of breath and smiling at each other. Then Death does something unforgivable as he dumps the entire rest of the cake over me. I scream and storm off, this is why, I hate death.

Notes

-Chelsea