Silhouettes

Chapter 13 - Mysteries

Roxas sat in the chair with his head down and his hands folded in his lap. 

Aerith tinkered away in the kitchen without saying a word.

Biting his lip, Roxas snuck a quick glance towards Axel who lounged on the Silhouette side of the house with an unfathomable look upon his face. Roxas knew that he wouldn't be able to talk himself out of this predicament if Aerith asked the questions, the truth wouldn't even sound like the truth if he told it.  

Aerith didn't like stories and Roxas worried about that fact.

Axel gazed down at him and gave him a small smile before averting his gaze back to the foot of the stairs with his jade eyes glinting maliciously and Roxas simply sighed. He did not have the slightest clue of what to do with this predicament he had been thrown in.

He quickly thought of his options and wondered whether he should simply sit there on the lounge or bolt up to his bedroom and shut the door behind him.  

Finally, a plate dropped in the sink and from the kitchen Aerith finally spoke, "You skipped school Roxas, did you think that I had left the house?" 

Roxas glanced up at Axel whose eyes glinted briefly, before he shrugged his shoulders unhelpfully. 

He wasn't going to be a help at all. 

At the lack of a response from her son, Aerith shook her head, put a hand to her head and mumbled, "I hate the abrupt changes in the weather, it makes me ill."  

Roxas frowned and said, "Me skipping school Mum, Is that what you are worried about?" he got to his feet and quickly scanned the lounge room that was devoid of any other Silhouette life beside Axel and Aerith dropped her hand and narrowed her eyes.

"I am not going to let you off the hook easily Roxas, when I tell your father of this he won't be happy, and it will not be pretty." 

The blonde threw out his hand and said in a voice that started to rise in volume, "I found you passed out on the front porch Mum! What would have happened if something went wrong?"

Aerith's voice rose slightly and she snapped irritably "I wasn't feeling all too well this morning Roxas, I didn't take my medication and then I hallucinated." 

Roxas lost his patience and let his hand drop to his side when he snapped, "Fine, whatever, you think you're right Mum."

He stomped to the stairs and Axel followed him and when they both reached the top of the stairs Axel smirked, "Off the hook?"  

Roxas growled in his throat and spun to the Silhouette and hissed angrily, "I will be in shit off Dad for skipping school for one and Secondly, I won't be able to hide all the Silhouettes forever Axel."

He turned on his heels and stalked off down the hallway before stopping briefly to thrust his hand towards the stairs, "Mum isn't even on medication, I swear that woman is not all there sometimes."  

Axel snorted in laughter, they walked to the bedroom, and he leant over Roxas and pushed the door open then to exclaim, "Oh come on Roxas, she's your Mother, you love her." 

Roxas went into the dimness of his bedroom and said admitting his thoughts, "Of course I love her, just sometimes-", he paused then finished what he was going to say, "sometimes I just don't understand."

Axel shut the door and continued to chuckle lightly when he added, "Well, we were lucky for now Roxas, but for me I have some trouble to settle down and end." 

Roxas huffed out in annoyance into the dimness and then he pouted, "Who keeps shutting the blinds to this room? I hate it."

He strode to the window and wrenched the blinds apart only to be greeted by the sight of the dreary, stormy sky. He sighed heavily and mumbled, "What did I ever get out of this fucking moving house business?"