With that thought in mind, I rushed to the kitchen. Checking the ingredients that were readily available in the kitchen, I figured that I could quickly make some pancakes. Hayden seemed to like sweet things, judging from his liking for the chocolate cake that he had the other day.
I started working on making the pancakes immediately. This is a race against time. I must finish these pancakes before he wakes up and get my ass out of here. To be honest, I didn’t care whether he wanted pancakes or not. I’m going to do it so that I fulfill the deal I made to his father for today and then go visit my grandmother.
Finally! I finished the pancakes, arranged them neatly on a plate. Sifted icing on it. I admired my own accomplishment with a satisfied smile. This should do it! I grabbed the plate of pancake and quickly headed to the dining room where I placed the plate on the table before quickly turning to leave
I had finished sketching the portrait of my grandmother based on a photograph that we took together a few years ago. Sketching her in the hospital helped add to some references but I based her pose from the photograph instead while I can use her actual face as the reference for her facial expression in the painting.
Now that she is permanently hospitalized and stuck in a hospital room all the time, I worried that she would feel lonely. I tried my best to visit her whenever I could and today was no different. I glanced in the direction of Hayden’s room before I shook my head to clear my thoughts and headed with the men in black to the hospital.
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"Hayden...finally you’re up!" Auntie cried out as she came running up to Hayden.
Hayden had woken up, took a relaxing shower and had just trudged out of his bedroom. It was clear that he was sleepy and not fully awake yet even after his shower. His hair was damp from the shower, but he was already fully dressed and ready to go out.
"What is it...so early in the morning..." Hayden mumbled with annoyance.
"Morning?! Certainly not! It’s early in the afternoon," Auntie said, desperately correcting Hayden.
"What do you want, Auntie?" Hayden asked as he walked past her towards the sitting room.
"Miss Malissa...she was crying," Auntie spat at Hayden.
"...what?" Hayden said after a moment of stunned silence as he took in Auntie’s words.
"She was crying. Miss Malissa came out of your room yesterday and she was crying. I saw it with my own two eyes!" Auntie said with conviction.
Hayden froze in shock as he continued to listen to Auntie’s words. Malissa was crying? Why?
His brows knitted into a frustrated scowl as his mind filled with countless scenarios as to why Malissa was crying. None of them anything pleasant. Before he even realized what he was doing, he had gotten up quickly from his seat and was heading straight for the door.
"Where are you going?! Hayden!" Auntie called after him.
"Tell Luka that I’m not going in today!" Hayden called back.
Auntie watched in shock as the front door slammed closed with Hayden gone. She didn’t know what was going on and why Hayden was in such a hurry, but she decided to do as she was told anyways. Picking up the phone, she dialed Luka’s mobile number which she remembered by heart and relayed on Hayden’s message.
"Luka...Hayden just went somewhere. He told me to tell you that he’s not going in today," Auntie spoke through the phone.
The man on the other end of the line replied and Auntie laughed merrily along with his joke.
"I don’t know...Hayden’s been acting weird since he came back. What are you doing? You should talk some sense into him..." Auntie said impatiently.
--To be continued...