Mother's Day II

Punk didn't really know what to do for Mother's Day this year. He knew Lacy was still....off with him, so he didn't want to try dinner again like last time he tried to take her out. Regardless though, it was Mother's Day and he wanted her to have a good day and give her gifts. He got up before she did and figured he would make her breakfast. He didn't make too much for her because he knew she didn't like to eat, lol. Putting the food on a plate and grabbing the small vase of flowers that he bought her, he put them on a tray and headed upstairs to their room. He stood outside the door for a moment and then nodded to himself, walking in. Punk reached her side of the bed and put the tray down on the dresser as he sat on the bed. He lightly shook her arm to wake her up. "Lace, wake up..." he said softly.

It took a while, but eventually she came to. "Hmm?" She asked sleepily.

"Well one, Happy Mother's Day." he said as he kissed her forehead. "And two, I made you breakfast."

She finally opened her eyes and got adjusted to the light before sitting up, leaning back against the headboard. "Where are the kids?"

"Still knocked out." he said as he grabbed the tray. "I know you don't like to eat much, so I didn't make a big breakfast. I hope this is okay."

She wiped her hair out of her face, still trying to wake up. "I'm sure it's fine."

"Hopefully." He shrugged. "Do you need a minute?"

"I'm okay." she yawned a little.

He nodded. "Well then, here is your food and these flowers are for you." He said as he handed them to her.

She took the tray and sat it on her lap. "Thanks."

"You're welcome." he said with a nod.

She nodded and started to eat her food. "Tastes good."

"Good. I was hoping it didn't taste like shit." he chuckled a bit.

"Well, you did good."

"Thanks." he said. "...should I let you be then?" he asked.

She shrugged gently. "If you want."

"It's not what I want, it's what you want. It's your day."

"If you want to stay, you can stay. I don't care."

"Alright." he shrugged and just turned on the tv.

She just continued to eat and pick at her food while he watched tv.

Punk just shook his head and turned to look at her. "What's on your mind, Lace? You haven't been acting like yourself in a while."

"I thought we had this conversation?"

Punk nodded a bit. "Yeah, you're right." he said and went back to watching the tv.

"Okay, what's wrong with you?"

"There's nothing wrong with me. I'm fine."