Where Love is, Lies Are!!

Chapter 9

Messed up!

Sebastian (POV)

"BOTHER?!" I internally groan, why did I have to see my brother today?

" Quiet down, jeez, you're so loud," I told him while shaking my head. I was finally home and in my kitchen, making my afternoon lunch.

I don't eat the food they sell at places, and no I never had taken out, my mother grew us up that we fear to eat from others, and also because I LOVED her cooking.

She thought us all how to cook, since she didn't get a girl child, funny thing she thought, my brother, Alexander, was gonna be a girl. I smile at the memory.

" Yes! Your cooking and why are you smiling?... Wait! Don't tell me you got laid." He said wiggling his eyebrows.

"Yes, I am cooking but please note that it's only for me, myself and I. And as much as I would have liked to have gotten laid, I didn't.." I said with no expression on my face.

"How are we even related?" He asked me.

"I ask myself that question all the time. But sadly, I never get an answer" I said with one of my cheeky smirks.

The place fell into silence, I loved silence, even though Alex was tapping away on his phone. I swear he's more of a teenage boy than a grown man.
I finished cooking. As the same time, Alex reaches over the table and tries to grab a slice of my home made pizza.

I slapped him on his hand and said: "go wash your dirty hands before you eat or touch my food." I said sternly. 

He rolled him and walked off to where the wash room.

" You're starting to act like our mother" he yelled and grumbled back at me.

I smiled triumphantly.

And place four pieces on his plate and the same for me. So what!? We ate a lot. We're men for crying out loud we eat plenty of food. Now that I think about it, no wonder mother always cook so much food.

One thing tho she never really fed us on too much junk food. She always said it wasn't good for us. I frowned at that thought. We never got to taste any types of those tasty snacks. I sigh.

I got my plate and walked over to the huge 100inch plasma TV, where the dinner table was. My mom did teach me not to sit in sofas and eat but she never said a thing about placing the dinner table right behind them.

I Smiled at my brilliant plan that I made. Sigh every time mom came over she would curse under her breath about it. I was rudely interrupted by my brother sitting around the table, I looked up at him and glared.

" Jeez, relax dude, I washed my hands," he said while letting out a frustrating sigh.
I stopped glaring and started to eat. Then all of a sudden my phone begins to ring. I reached over to the nearest seat beside me which was on my right.
" Speak!" I said as I answered my phone without looking at the caller's ID.

" you know, you should answer your phone more politely, young man." My eyes grew wide. I realized that the caller was non-other than our mother. Jeez, it's like this woman can sense when am alone or not busy with work.