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Now Wednesday morning, I wake up to the smell of pancakes and eggs. I roll out of bed and head to the bathroom to take a quick piss and brush my teeth. Once I finished, I made my way to the living room to see what was going on. I noticed my mother sitting at the dining room table eating by herself. Not even acknowledging my presence, she continued to eat while looking at something on her phone. I can’t even remember that last time that my mother made some breakfast and didn’t offer me any. Feeling confused, I finally remembered what we were going through and hung my head in shame again. Of course she wouldn’t make me anything, she practically disowned me without actually saying it. Feeling super uncomfortable from standing there, I spun around and started heading back to my room.
“If you want some, there is still a bit left on the stove. I made a little too much for me to eat,” my mom said without even looking up.
This made me have some hope for our relationship because at least she was still speaking to me.
“Oh good, I am starving,” I replied as I headed to the kitchen.
Once I got to the kitchen, I immediately knew that she was lying. It was enough food for at least two more people. She definitely intended to make enough for the both of us. Noticing that she was still looking out for me made my mood ten times better. Once I made a plate, I went to sit at the dining room table. It was a glass top round table. I didn’t realize before because of all the chairs blocking, but when I pulled a chair out to sit down, I noticed she was sitting Indian style in the chair with that new robe she had on. Looking straight through the glass, I could clearly see the bottoms to the bra set I noticed yesterday. I was wrong in thinking she had on a lingerie set, but they were clearly meant to be sexy. I could see the same flower patterns as before. The gap in between each flower was basically clear and you could see her skin. I should have been able her vagina with the angle she was sitting but it was too dark to make out because of her shadow. Not wanting her to spot me or pick up on any vibes, I sat sideways against the table so that I would be facing away from her. Sure the view is to die for, but it is not worth the hassle of getting caught again. The entire time that I ate, we sat in silence. The only sounds were my chewing, and an occasional ding from something on her phone. We literally had nothing to say to each other. Normally, even with no real topic, we would engage in small talk almost every time we were around each other. Now however, we couldn’t even do that. The mood felt off and was looking bad for the near future.
Once I was done eating, I decided I should do something to get the ball rolling between us. I worked up the courage to ask her about our situation. Even though I had been talking to my mother my entire life, I felt so nervous just doing something as simple as getting her attention now.
“Uhmm… Mom, can I ask yo..,” I tried to say before getting cut off.