Mr. Gold and I bickered for nearly an hour about my underwear last night. I just went to sleep without them, until in the midnight of the night. I got up since I couldn't sleep. So I went through the dresser and picked out new underwear. Mr. Gold thought he was so smart, I had more than one pair of underwear. My stomach growled a bit so it was time for a midnight snack! Ice cream sounded wonderful.
I snuck into the kitchen not wanting to woke up Mr. Grumpy. Mr. Gold was grumpy since we bickered tonight. Some times he didn't understand me. Or I didn't understand him. But he wouldn't let me in! It was hard to understand him if he couldn't let me.
Yes! He had some ice cream in the fridge. It was mint chocolate chip, very good. It was only a pint so that should be enough. I grabbed a spoon after grabbing some on the ground. I cussed under my breath as I picked up the spoons and then set them in the sink since they were on the ground. I gathered up the clean spoon, letting it sink into the ice cream "mm!" The ice cream began melting into my mouth. The chocolate with a hint of mint washed in my mouth like heaven. This was a wonderful midnight snack. My taste buds were dancing with bliss. This is just what they ordered.
As I was leaning on the counter I felt like someone was watching me. Then he was standing in the door way just staring at me.
"Ahh! Mr. Gold you scared me!" I gasped at him. He was wearing those plaid sweat pants and a grey t-shirt. It suited him well.
"what are you doing up?" He asked.
"I couldn't sleep...I got hungry.' I admitted.
"And you put underwear on." He noticed.
I was wearing a oversized T-shirt and underwear. So he could just let his eyes travel down seeing what I was wearing. Yes, underwear!
"Yes, I need some!" I scrunched my brows.
"You didn't need them, Belle!" Mr. Gold snapped as he walked over to me yanking the ice cream away from me.
"Hey I am hungry...you can't food away as you can underwear!"
"As I noticed you leave under my roof!" Mr. Gold narrowed his eyes at me.
My heart squeezed when he said that. How could he say stuff like that? What was he thinking? I didn't know what else to do...Mr. Gold was becoming to controlling. And maybe my father was right...I barely knew him. He was treating me like a two year old, and I wasn't! I'm a grown ass lady.
"I don't anymore!" I snapped at him, as I stormed to my room.
"What are you talking about Belle?" Mr. Gold was coming off me with the ice cream in hand.
"We're done...Mr. Gold I can't take this anylonger. Sorry but I can't!"
NOTE: Sorry it been awhile. Here is a short chapter! Love Agent Aleu!
