The Limits of Forever

Chapter 43- Spill

Her eyebrows rise. 'Why not?'

He shrugs. 'Because she can't'

I glare at him.

I know this man is not telling me what I can and cannot eat.

'I'm sure Alexis can decide what she wants to eat.' His mum says.

I nod at him. 'Mmh hmm.'

Seb looks at me. Hard. 'I'm looking out for you Alexis.'

I narrow my eyes. 'I can eat what I want.'

Sebastian's mum sits back down. Probably to watch the argument that is about to unfold.

'It's not that.' He says

'So why can't I eat it then?'

I watch the muscles in his jaw tick before he says quietly, 'Because it's laden with alcohol.'

Probably not quiet enough though, because Axcel hears.

'Since when can Alexis not have alcohol, was your run in with the police that traumatic?' He asks.

Neither of us answer.

'What's happening here?' Sebastian mum asks.

She smiles at me and then smiles at Sebastian.

I have a strong feeling that Sebastian and Axcel get their scheming gene from their mother.

Seb looks at her. 'Nothing.'

She leans forward on her elbows. 'That's a lie, non mentirmi.'

[Don't lie to me]

'I'm not, I don't know why you don't believe me.' He says.

'You are my son, I know when you are hiding things from me.'

I can't tell whether or not she's angry. She looks so calm, but her tone says otherwise.

'Can I eat, or do I still have to wait for Alexis?' Axcel says.

His mum just glares at him, so he slumps back into his seat looking defeated.

'Mind your own business.' Sebastian says to her.

'It's almost like I didn't bring you up.' She snarls.

'No, you didn't. You just disappear and reappear, and right now you've reappeared and you're inserting yourself in my life like you care about me.'

'Don't you dare. You have no idea what you're father-'

'Okay stop.' I say. 'Just, stop.'

I do not want to be around during this argument.

Seb's mum sits back in her chair and sighs. 'You're right Alexis, that was uncalled for. I just feel slightly offended that both you and Sebastian don't want to eat my food.'

Seb rolls his eyes.

'No, it's not that.' I say 'Of course I want it. It's- I-'

'Go on.' She says.

'Mum stop it.' Seb says next to me.

'Stop what?' She asks innocently.

'Pressuring her into saying something she doesn't want to say.'

'What does she not want to say?' She asks.

She knows.

How does she know?

'Just leave it.' Seb says.

'Leave what?'

'Mum, I swear to God lascia perdere, perché stai davvero iniziando a infastidirmi, cazzo.'