The Whisper Seekers

Interrogation

We decide to stop off at Liam's before heading to my house because I  am not ready to face my mother. But when I spot a silver Porsche parked in his driveway I panic, not wanting to face his mom either.

Liam looks at me after he parks and says, "There's someone I want  you to officially meet." I stare into his soft ocean blue eyes and I know I can't say no. I follow behind him as he pushes the front door open. I notice fewer boxes around his house and when we turn into the living room, I am surprised to see a room put together. His coffee table is now free from the bubble wrap and a leather recliner sits next to the couch. A  large entertainment center sits against a wall and an oversized TV sits in the middle. I'm shocked to find pictures on the shelves and a   younger Liam shines out of the frames. His blue eyes give away that it's him in all the photos.

While admiring the frames, I hear a smacking sound followed by a sucking noise coming from behind me. I  turn and see his mom standing in the kitchen, obnoxiously eating grapes out of a paper bowl. Her blonde hair is swept up into a ponytail and her shirt is so low cut it's hardly age-appropriate.

"Mom, I want you to meet my girlfriend, Ellie. Ellie, this is my mom, Lisa," Liam says hesitantly. She looks me up and down and I don't want to read her mind in front of Liam.

"Hi, Mrs. Greysor, it is nice to finally meet you," I say politely. She plunks her grape back into the bowl and wipes her hands on her shirt- real classy.

"What happened to your face?" She snaps and I immediately put a hand up over my nose.

"We had a powder puff game at school that got a little intense." I glance at Liam but she's still standing there, eyeing me as she places a hand on her bony hip.

"Looks like it, so what's your story? You were over here before, weren't you?" She asks as she walks over and pulls out a chair from the kitchen table. Liam nods for me to follow so I go and take a seat in the hard wooden chair opposite her. Does she know about me? I look at Liam and he nods. I'm kind of irritated that he told her my secret when it's not his secret to tell.

"Yes, I was here for school stuff. Hope that's okay?" I ask as I fidget with my hangnail under the table nervously.

"What's your interest in my son?" She snaps and she folds her arms on the table. I wasn't expecting to be interrogated so bluntly. Isn't this supposed to be the conversation fathers have with boyfriends? What could I have done to make her suspicious of me?

"My interest? Well uh, I really like him. He's a genuine person, he has a great heart and it's hard to find people that really understand me and my... abilities," I say, hardly able to make eye contact with her as I  do. She's making me nervous.

She nods as she plays with the grapes in the bowl and says, "Uh-huh. So where are you going? In life I  mean." This is why I avoid my mother's parties, everyone wants to know what I want to do in life and I haven't a clue. I shift my weight in my hard uncomfortable seat and glance at Liam. It's so hard not to listen to what's she thinking. I'm practically pushing away her whispers.

"Well I got into several colleges, but I haven't picked one yet. I think I want to be a lawyer of some kind but that's all I know." Liam puts his head in his hands and his elbows rest on the table. I can tell he's uncomfortable by how much he's squirming around but he wouldn't have introduced me to his mom if it weren't important.

"So, do you think that makes you special huh? Having a pick of schools to choose from? Little Miss educated," she bluntly states. "Well, I just want to be straight with you. Liam is my son. He goes where I go. He isn't going to college and he isn't following you to whatever Ivy League you decide on. Understand that, treat him right and we'll have no issues got it?"