David Pelzer Mom Novels & Stories

David smiled and kissed my forehead. "Your mother has been depressed ever since she found out about your father and Jared's relationship. She has tried to commit suicide twice and once tried to strangle your father in his sleep. Your grandfather sent him to a mental hospital and until now, she still hasn't recovered," David said softly. David's words almost made me scream. Luckily, I was still able to hold myself back and David quickly hugged me, burying me into his chest so that when I cried, it was muffled by his broad chest.

"Unfortunately, this patient has already passed away. I heard that she fell from a high place a couple of days ago. Her internal organs were completely damaged. "Her son even knelt before a powerful figure just to beg for help saving her, abandoning all dignity. After that, I don't really know what happened. All I know is he never got to see her in her final moments." No sooner had those words fallen than the air around them froze. Giselle felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Fell from a high place? Could Mom really have been dangling on that helicopter? Was the burial plot real? Were the ashes real?

"Were you having dinner with a friend or looking for somewhere else to spend the night besides home? Spoiler alert: you will not leave me alone with Mum!" Elizabeth says as she sinks comfortably in her chair. "Dinner with someone I met a few weeks ago.” I answer. “By the way, Eliza, who is David?" “David?” She repeats as she makes a sharp turn. “Yeah, Gloria mentioned him during my interview earlier.” "Oh...that David. He was just some guy Mum brought to inherit the company because he showed promise. This was after I told Mum I didn't want to be like her. Long story short, he stole and sold her upcoming winter catalogue to her rival company, Monroe Fashion. It was a disaster."

Mom said, her voice strained. Disbelief crossed Dad's features, and the emptiness in his eyes gave way to something real. He tried to come closer, but Mom stopped him again. "Don't touch my daughter! You don't deserve to be near her!" I nodded in satisfaction. Thankfully, Mom stopped him. I didn't want to see him, and I didn't care about his regret. It was way too late for that. … Later, Mom found a beautiful place for me to rest. Mountains surrounded it, a river ran through the valley, and birds sang endlessly in the trees. It was the kind of quiet, open place I'd always loved.

“What’s her name.” “Margaret,” David said. His voice had gone tight. “Margaret Ellis. My mother’s older sister.” He pressed his fingers to his eyes. “She’s not a bad person. Or she wasn’t, not really. She raised me after my mother got sick when I was sixteen. She worked two jobs to make sure I finished school.” He paused. “But she’s always been bitter about money. About what she felt the Cole family owed us after my father died and nothing came our way.”

She thought about the memory photo Rose had shown her, a photo of their mom that Rose had pulled straight from her head when she had asked her about her mom. “This is our Josney, we couldn’t call her anything else, could we?” David asked over his daughter's cries. He looked up to see Dell nodding her agreement as her eyes darted back and forth between their children. “Do you really want to call the other one pearl?” he asked, he wasn’t fussed either way on the name but if she wanted to call her that, he would go along with it.

Gilbert furrowed his brow, and his eyes darted toward Madalyn, who was now white as a sheet. She frantically shook her head at David and pleaded, "No, don't say it..." David only laughed harder. The more terrified Madalyn became, the more David relished in her fear. He turned to Gilbert and said, "Because, you know what? This woman is the one who killed your biological parents." "Biological parents?" Gilbert mumbled, his mind conjuring up gruesome and gory images. His head pounded with a cacophony of sharp, piercing sounds, and his scalp tightened with every beat of his heart.

“Elisha used to play in the mud with me, we would make mud forts, he used to call me mate, and say that I was perfect.” I hid my face in my hands. David was completely still beside me. “I never knew what that meant until now. I was so young, I thought he was just calling me friend.” I looked down at his small statue, and my heart broke more. His parents were beautiful, so kind. I told Hunter and David about them. “They had moved here, and his father was going to open up a repair shop. His mother made home crafted goods. They said they belonged to a small pack that was destroyed in some war, and they escaped. They decided to settle in a human area to live a peaceful life” David closed his eye

Then, lowering his voice, he added, “Between you and me, I never wanted my son to marry that woman Lizzy. Gold-digger, if you ask me.” I barely had time to respond before a well-dressed woman in her fifties approached us. Her smile was warm, but there was an air of elegance about her. So, this is David’s mother. “Nice to meet you, Bella,” she said, her gaze appraising. “I’ve heard a lot about you.” “Nice to meet you too, ma’am,” I replied, feeling suddenly small under her scrutiny. As we made our way to the dining room, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being watched. David’s eyes were on me, but so were the rest of his family’s. The scrutiny was unnerving.

I wrapped my coat tighter around me and continued walking, until I saw Dad, his hands shoved deep into his pockets and his gaze fixed on the horizon. “I have some news for you. And it's better off not talking on the phone. I don't want your mom to know about it, it's slightly related to her,” "Related to her? I don't understand." “The owner of Global reach Enterprise is Elara Rutherford and her real name is Paige, she was your mom's enemies and your mom caused her these, he pulled a picture from his pocket and handed it to me, "That scars"