MPOV

"Yeah baby and I'm here to stay," I stared at her wide eyes as she lugged a huge suitcase into the front hallway. "Are you just going to stare at me with your mouth open like a gaping fish or are you going to help an old lady out?" I couldn't make myself move.

"I'll help," I glanced up at Seth. He was watching my mom with an amused expression. I nodded and turned back to mom.

"What're you doing here," I whispered.

"Who's that, looks like a bodyguard? Why is he in your house?" She watched Seth carry her remaining three bags into the house.

"I guess I should go now," He smiled. "See you later May," I nodded and shut the door behind him. Seth gave me a meaningful look before the door covered his face.

"So, where should I put my bags babe," I shook my head in disbelief.

"Mom, you can't just walk in," She ignored me and walked further into the house.

"I think I see some doors down there," she murmured walking down the main hallway.

"Mom," I protested following her. She stopped outside the living room and kitchen.

"Nice place you got here," She peeked into my room and stopped outside Dad's old one. I hadn't opened that door since I had come back. Mom opened it without hesitation. "This was your dad's room, of course," She glanced back at me, smiling. I frowned at her.

"Mother, why are you here," I said flatly. I didn't know my mom that well, but her behaviour seemed very familiar.

"I guess I'll be taking this room then," She turned and walked past me, completely ignoring my questions.

"Mom," I said running after her. She picked up the two smallest bags and started back to dad's room.

"Be a dear and get the other two, thanks May," I picked up the bags with a sigh.

"Mom," I said putting her bags down by the door.

"Wow, look how big you've grown, when was the last time I saw you?" She was avoiding my questions, it was so obvious.

"Mom, you haven't seen me since I was five. Now why are you here," She sighed.

"I got out of rehab, finally," Mom rolled her eyes. "Boring place and it's full of crazy people," I raised an eyebrow. "Anyways, I was supposed to go to a family member, but all of mine are gone. Except for you and your dad," Mom paused. "Oh, I heard about his death, sorry about that, I know that you two were close or whatever," She waved her hand, as if dismissing the whole thing.

"Thanks," I murmured before she started talking again.

"Anyway, we decided to try and find you, it's harder than it sounds," She glanced at me curiously. I blushed. "So we finally found an address you had stayed in for more than a month and decided to ask the manager about your whereabouts," I narrowed my eyes. The manager at my old place shouldn't have given out my new address, wasn't it against the rules or something? "He wasn't an easy person to persuade. He kept on saying that there was some rule against it." Mom shook her head. "But he eventually did because I'm your mother and I needed a place to stay, so here I am," I sighed.

"OK mom, that's great, but you could have called first," She smiled.

"I know, but I wanted to surprise you," I sighed.

"What if I say you can't stay," Mom laughed, "I'm not kidding mom," She shook her head.

"I'm your mother May, I have a right to your company," I frowned.

"Mom," Mom held up her hand.

"Stop calling me mom it's so overrated. It's Lime now,"

"Lime," I repeated.

"Yes, Lime, isn't it such a fab name?" I shook my head.

"Mother your name is Linda, Linda Summer," I said slowly.

"It was, my name is Lime Light Signor," My eyes narrowed.

"You just made that up,"

"Yes I did, and I'm going to make up a few other things,"

I sighed. "Like what,"

"House rules, you know curfews, people you can and can't see," She squinted at me. I waited for her to continue. "First rule, the most important one," She grimaced. "No more seeing that man that was here earlier," I gasped.

"What, mom you can't do that," I sputtered.

"Its Lime, and I can do that I'm your mother and you must do whatever I say," she said calmly, "and you can't see that boy period," I gasped again and left the room. I went into mine and slammed the door. She couldn't stop me from seeing Seth could she? She was my mother, but I was 23. I could make my own decisions. Right?