After I Play Dead My Four Moms Break Novels & Stories

I rose and walked towards the portraits, studying Chloe's mother's gentle smile before turning to her father's picture. “Mom,” I whispered. “I finally beat her. I finally divorced Jeffrey.” The words sounded strange in the quiet room, but saying them eased some of the weight in my chest. “I won't let them keep hurting your daughter.” I swallowed the lump in my throat and turned away. Suddenly, frantic pounding shook the front door. I stopped as another series of blows rattled the doorframe, followed by the aggressive jiggling of the handle. Someone was desperate to get inside. I didn't need to guess who.

DEADLY MISTAKE My mother’s loud yell was what got me up. “Siren! Get up I want you to come help me today!” my mother yell from the sitting room. “I’m tired” I said softly as I moved out my legs from the warm blankets while I struggled to crack my eyelids open. I slowly walked toward the door still with my eyes closed. I pulled the door knob causing the door to hit my face. “That is what happens when you decide to be a zombie” my mother teased while walking pass me.

3 days passed, and I was able to earn a couple of hundreds each day. I managed to pay off my dad's funeral and paid an instalment for mum's medical fees. Saying bye to dad was heartbreaking. Unfortunately, Mum couldn't say bye to her own husband. Why is it always that my family has to suffer?! But I swore to dad that I will figure it all out. I know there's more to his death. I may be a little kid, but I've been broad like an adult.

I beg, “Why isn’t my power working?” “You can’t bring the dead back.” Deana sadly tells me. My world comes tumbling down around me in that second. The realization that my mom was gone. I screamed out, “No, she can’t be gone!” I cried the hardest I have ever cried in my life. “I am going to kill that bastard. I am going to blow a hole right through his stomach and make him watch. Then I am going to blow his head right off his shoulders.” I told Deana. I looked at my mom one more time. Closing her eyelids. I don’t want her to see what I am about to do. But first I have to catch him.

Susan said making me fall on my butt as I put everything together but unfortunately, nothing is making sense in my ear even if I put it all together, it still felt like game in my hear. What if she is right about my mom being dead in here because Susan knows me better than playing such games with me, I thought before crawling forward to the opened coffin staring at it for a while before I ended up picking up my courage to peep inside only to see my mom laid peaceful with her eyes closed and her nose blocked with white wool.

I searched every corner of the facility before I found her cell. Her scent was so faint, "Mom. Mom, are you there? Mom, answer me." Hot tears were streaking my blood-stained face. I knew my worst fear had come true. I kicked the door down, and there she was, peacefully laying on her cot. "Mom! Why did he do this to you." I cradled my mother's dead rotting corpse, sobbing. I was too late. I was too late. Alpha Reed Tarlo no longer had control over me, and he would pay. I gently lay my mother down on the cot and left her cold, dirty cell. This building reeks of death. I will free all the trapped souls tonight and take my revenge.

Chapter One Hundred And Four : Mother’s Death Veronica’s POV I stand beside my mother's hospital bed, my heart shattering into a million pieces. The sight of her fragile body, tethered to tubes and machines, is a cruel reminder of her mortality. Her once-radiant face now appears gaunt and pale, her skin almost translucent. The faint frown etched on her face suggests she may be in pain, and I can't help but feel a deep sense of regret and guilt.

I hisses angrily with my chest heaving up and down. "Oh wow and she finally snapped. I was waiting for this day. I am becoming unbearable! You are a nuisance in my life,a little parasite that seems to not stay away. Let me tell you something,the reason why you in this position is because my mom is dead. That was the only way you could be with my father. But... even in death my mom is still the owner of dad's heart. You are pregnant with his second son unfortunately,the first one died and I am glad for that. Let me ask you something miss lady of the house,how many of my dad's relatives have you been introduced to formally. They only know you as the whore who destroyed a beautiful home. Also m

I panicked and tried to wipe them away, but my hands went right through her again. "Mom’s been dead for four years, and you’re still insulting her. You’re awful! Waaaah…" That’s right. I had been dead for four years. I died the year after our divorce. On the other end of the phone, disbelief lingered in his voice. "Dead? No way. Evil people live forever. Even if I died, she’d still be alive." Emma was devastated and furious. "You’re awful! I’ll never talk to you again. And I’ll tell Mom’s spirit not to love you anymore. I’ll burn all the things she kept of yours. Waaaah…"

The bat continued its relentless assault on my back, my hips… Every blow was accompanied by a sharp, ear-piercing crack. Every wound felt like a volcanic eruption, scorching and unbearable. When the last strike landed heavily on the back of my neck, I completely blacked out, feeling my body floating as if I had finally escaped all the restraints and pain. But my ears still rang with my mother’s furious, almost deathly shriek, "Useless disgrace, a total embarrassment!" She ordered them to throw me back into the basement where I always stayed. Just before I drifted off, I think I heard my mom's voice again.