Backseat Mommy Novels & Stories

In the hunting ground, my mate Liam abandoned me, even though I was pregnant and severely injured. He left carrying Beta Eva, who only had minor scratches. As I was left behind, I took the prenatal medication Liam had given me, only to lose the baby. It was then that I realized what my mate had done to cover up his betrayal. Since that was the case, I decided to let them be together. After hearing what I said, my father remained silent for a long time. Then, he spoke in a voice full of sorrow and affection.

"Mummy is coming." And I ran faster, praying that I wasn’t already too late.

, “I’ll support you, whatever you decide to do, maybe she’s changed. Surely it would be nice for Izzy to have her mum back?” “Trust me, you don’t know Hailey, she’s evil”. * I hate seeing Daniel so upset. How bad can this woman really be. I know she was awful to him and there’s no excuse for that but maybe she left after having Izzy because she was depressed. It’s not unheard of, so many woman experience post-natal depression and it goes unnoticed and undiagnosed. I know I could never leave my babies, but I think Daniel should hear her out. It would be lovely for Izzy to have a mummy again.

NINA's POV “Mom… slow down.” I heard a voice from the front seat. Older, steadier. She sounded like she knew more than me, like she had to be the one in control. “Seatbelt, Gabriella, now!” Mom snapped, her hands gripping the wheel tight. I fumbled with mine, tiny fingers trembling. “Mom… I’m scared,” I whispered from the back, voice shaking. “It’s alright, baby,” Mom said softly, her hand reaching back to brush my hair. “We just need to go… as far as we can.”

Her voice was quiet, yet through countless microphones, it carried clearly down the corridor. The crowd fell silent instantly. All eyes focused on me. Tears streamed down her face like pearls breaking free of their string. Through the cameras, she cried, “When the truck came at me, I tried to dodge it… “It was him! He suddenly pushed me from behind! “When I looked back, I saw him smiling… he was smiling…” Just one sentence and the crowd went wild. “What? It wasn’t negligence. It was a deliberate murder!” “He’s a social scumbag! Look at his parents. They’re practically dying of shame! How could they raise such a monster?”

Sienna hastily explained, "Those were all gifts from my friends. I just haven't had time to put them away yet. You can use the front passenger seat." "But Mommy, it's not safe for children to sit in the front passenger seat." I climbed into the back seat and spotted several bottles of lubricant in one of the shopping bags. I also saw a bunch of children's clothes from brands I recognized—all of them expensive. Sienna's temper flared again. "I told you to stop calling me Mommy!" "Okay, Mommy." Fumes were almost coming out of her ears. "Forget it. I don't want to waste my time arguing with you."

Soso P o v The bus was suffocatingly packed. Bodies pressed against bodies as we headed out of the city toward Grandpa’s countryside house for the weekend. Mom, heavily pregnant now, had been given the last available seat by a kind older woman. She sat near the back, rubbing her belly contentedly, earphones in, half-dozing. That left me and Stepdad Ryan standing near the middle, holding the overhead iron rail.

Even stranger, Maggie hadn’t even deleted the backup, as if she wanted us to see it on purpose. Suddenly, I remembered a glint of reflected light under the passenger seat after practice that day—something like a tiny lens. A chill crept up my spine. I realized then that this carefully designed trap had been laid long ago. But who was behind it? And why were they determined to push us into a corner like this?