Don’t Call Me Mom Novels & Stories

I retorted, "Your mom's health started failing quite a while back. I told you about it several times before, but you were just too busy taking care of the 'terminally-ill' Phillip to heed my words. That's why you were unaware of her situation for so long! "That day, I called you when the doctors were performing emergency treatment on her. However, you only picked up after multiple calls, and even then, you barely spoke to me before running off to soak in the hot springs with Phillip! Have you forgotten about that?"

“We don’t work together.” “True. Domestic boundaries then.” Noah turned his head and looked at him. Kai looked back. Then smiled slowly. “You really were losing your mind earlier.” Noah said nothing. Kai’s smile softened just a little. “What did he say?” Noah’s face closed again immediately. Kai saw it happen. “Okay,” Kai said quietly. “Not tonight.” He rolled onto his side. A beat passed. Then another. Noah spoke to the ceiling. “He mentioned my mother.”

At three in the morning, my phone rang. It was my mother. The problem was, Mom had been dead for three years. “Honey, listen to me.” Her voice came through the phone so clearly that for one terrifying second, it felt like she was standing right beside my bed. “Don’t go to work next Wednesday. There’s going to be a fire at your office. “Take a day off. Tell your supervisor you have a family emergency out of town. Whatever you do, make sure you’re not in that building on Wednesday.” I shot upright in bed, my heart hammering against my ribs. “Mom?” My voice trembled. “Remember. Do not go to work on Wednesday.” Her voice began breaking up, as though the signal were failing. “And one

After I started college, Mom said she'd send me money in installments. "Lucia, you're an adult now. I want you to learn how to manage money, so I'll give you your living expenses in installments." I figured she meant monthly. Maybe weekly, worst case. Then move-in day came. Mom walked around the cafeteria, checked the prices, and sent $8 to my payment app. I stared at my phone. "Mom, did you send the wrong amount?" She smiled. "Silly girl. That's your lunch money for today. I checked already. Just get the cheapest grab-and-go meal. "From now on, ask me for money before each meal." I froze. So by installments, she didn't mean monthly. Or weekly. She meant one meal at a time. By da

Azalea asked anxiously, "Mom, why didn't you answer my call?" Azalea calling her mom disgusted her. "Didn't I tell you not to call me mom? Why can't you remember it?" "I was so anxious that I forgot. Besides, since this is a phone call, no one else will know." "Don't you know that you might form a habit? Make it a habit from now on, and don't call me mom!" Azalea was embarrassed by Emily's relentless scolding. She could only agree. "I'll be careful next time. By the way, did you see the message I sent?"

She nag Oh shit mom is acting like an African mom right now "Bye mom" I hang up the call and pick my bag of to work

I express my frustration and distress, hoping for some understanding and support. "Sorry, but you have to tough it out for the rest of the day; it's almost over. Remember, you're stronger than those people. Don't allow them to come out on top," Mom insists. As soon as my mom ends the call, I quickly spin around, only to collide head-on with the notorious "Bitch Squad." Talk about perfect timing, right? “Poor baby had to call her mommy boo hoo.” Samantha laughs in glee as they walk away.

“Mom!” This call wasn’t hard to say. Perhaps it was because, in her heart, Miriam had never been her mother. ***

"I wanted to know what it felt like to be a grown-up like you since I'll never have the chance to be that" "Why not?" "Well, because it's not meant to be. I'm really going to miss you" Why does this sound like a goodbye? "Carla, what are you talking about?" "I love you, Mom," she says and I realize it's the first time she's calling me mom. Before I can ask her why she's never called me that, she jabs a finger on my forehead then I'm being sucked into a bottomless pit. I can't even scream because I'm still too shocked.

He was still holding a grudge, wanting me to stop reading into things. "He asked me to apologize to you," Julian said haughtily, avoiding my gaze. "I'm sorry. I was just pulling a prank when I called Emily "mommy" the last time." He pouted and continued, "Who would've thought you really lost your memories?" "It's alright," I softly said. Julian turned to look at me, his eyes lit up. I glanced at him and continued, "Your Daddy and I have already divorced. You don't have to apologize to me the next time you call someone else your 'mommy'."