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*Alexis POV*

As almost always, Marcus didn't come for dinner.

Great.

Another meal wasted.

I'm right now sitting on the chair behind the table and eating my donuts.

I put two in front of me for Marcus as well.

I'm just waiting for him to get out from the room.

After some minutes he gets out from the room and already ready for leaving.

I had a knife in my hand and I pointed him with it,saying "stop" with my full mouth with donut.

He looks at me for some seconds and then at the knife.

He kinda looks scared.

May I stab him??

Nah, just kidding.

Mac: what?

As my mouth is still full I point the knife at the chair in front of me then back at him.

Mac:what? You want me to fucking sit and have breakfast with you?

I widen my eyes as he is making me mad, and again I do the same thing but I am way more irritated now.

He kinda gets scared of the knife in my hand, and with fear in his eyes he sits in front of me.

"Eat" I saw while chewing my own donut.

Mac: I'm not eating this.

I hit hard on the table with the knife and in less then some seconds one donut was already finished.

Great.

I should use this kind of technique more often.

I finish mine and say to Marcus: now eat the other one.

Mac: there is no way I'm eating even the second one. 

He says with his mouth full.

I go next to him and point him with the knife.

Lexi: are you eating it or?

Mac: fucking dangerous Alex.

He musters, thinking I didn't hear him, but I clearly did.

I decide to dont react to this dumb comment he made.

He finishes his second donut and even drinks his juice.

Lexi: oh, such a good and healthy boy.

I say while running my fingers through his hair and while we bother giggle together.

But as soon as I realized what I just did I removed my hand fast and the smile on our faces disappears.

He looks at me and I look at him.

This is so awkward.

Lex: I-I'm sorry, I was just got by the moment, I-I'm sorry again.

I say while going back to my side of the table and starting to wash the few dishes.

He sits for some seconds there without saying a word.

He will scream at me.

After some seconds he gets up, takes his stuff and leaves without saying a word.

I look at him while leaving and closing the door behind him and wonder why didnt he say something, maybe he got really mad.

Suddenly my phone starts to ring.

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