Drunk Mom Novels & Stories

He explained, "My mother's health worsened because of what happened to my sister. I watched her cry in the garden ever since I was a child. Sometimes she also drank, even though she had a low alcohol tolerance. A glass of red wine can get her drunk the entire day. Have you seen the sort who looks utterly miserable after drinking? You don't know how painful that is. My mother is the kind who can't control herself after drinking wine. She was suffering so much that she couldn't control herself and locked herself in the room, crying until her heart was broken. That summer, Mom suddenly collapsed, surrounded by shattered and smashed antique decorations. Something fell on top of her, and she coul

Consumed by anger and drowning my sorrows in alcohol, I found myself spiraling deeper into the abyss of despair. As I took another swig from the bottle clutched in my trembling hand, a tap on my shoulder jolted me from my drunken stupor. I turned, my bleary eyes struggling to focus on the figure before me. The shimmering tears in her eyes were mirrored by the flickering moonlight, and I realized it was my mother, Mother Tanna, standing beside me.

I didn't pressure Nick to fill me with informations because I knew he didn't want to talk about it right after what happened. ~*~ I returned home after the exhausting party a while ago. I was physically drained and some random thoughts were swirling around my head. I had enough of the party and I didn't know it would turn out to be a disaster. I was about to walk upstairs when suddenly, the door creaked open and Mom entered the house, drunk. Mascara was smudged around her eyes and her hair was tousled. She was only wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt which I rarely saw her wear.

Mom says shakily. "Emma, don't fall down while you're walking to your husbands." Lydia yells out loudly. "Here, drinking some red wine will smooth your mood." Mom gives me a glass of wine. I drink it and it does help me feel relaxed. "Yesterday we were so nervous, mom drank a whole bottle of wine, and then she was too hungover," Lydia tells me. "Lydia, aren't you nervous?" I ask. "I am nervous. But I gotta drive mom home. She even could not walk straight last night. She smells like shit and looks horrible."

Mom pouted. I don't know why I have a mother that acts like a kid...I have been asking myself that several times and I can't seem to understand it. "Mom I am not going anywhere with you..not after the embarrassment I faced last time you got drunk". I told her. "Am just trying to cheer you up Sabastian...why are you being such a loser". Mom said and I saw Snow just staring at us in surprise. This was my typical mom . Always hype and wanting to drink,she acts like a teenager at times.

"And why were you drunk-driving?" Liz was in problems. Her mom was sitting on the sofa, with her laptop on her legs and her glasses on with an accusatory look on her face. She wasn't the type of mom who would tell her kids off for anything in the world her friends would always envy her because of how permissive her mom was. But drunk driving was her limit. However, Liz was lost in her mind and the last thing she cared about was what her mom had to say about her.

she opened her arms and staggered towards her mother, she fell right when she was about to hug her. Her mother looked at her, pain wrenching in her heart. Early in the morning, her daughter was heavily drunk, her house looked like a trash house. She watched as Sara fell helplessly before her “Ouch.. mamaaa”’ she exclaimed like a baby. Her mother dialed a number and placed a phone on her ear. “Come bundle her up, I’m in her room” Sara who knew what that meant no matter how drunk she was, gasped and sat up, she clinged to her mother’s leg

When the baby comes, I believe the fathering and daddy habits will pop out plus she will be there to cater after the baby and then I don't have to worry about the daddy habit popping out or so it is. We entered into a staring contest, waiting for who to speak up first. I was waiting for her to move away or better still go away so I could go freshen up since I reeked of alcohol and also meet Krystal but it seemed the old woman was not letting me go so soon. "You're aren't even going to ask after your wife, Lucas, " she called looking astonished. Just then I realized that I was drunk because it took me time to comprehend all that Mom was saying.

“You are there. You are there, you silly boy! I can hear you! Collect that phone right now!” She heard a giggling sound underneath before Martinez came to the phone. “Hello, Mom,” he said in a slur. “How can you be drunk at this time, you stupid boy?” she asked in shock as she looked at the dashboard clock and saw that it wasn’t even noon yet. “Mom, what do you want?” Martinez asked carelessly as Nancy heard the giggling sound again. “How can you still have the guts to be going about with girls and drinking at this time, ehn? I am here running around to beg our inlaw, and you dare drink your life away? Where did you even get the money to drink again? Aren’t you broke?”

Yeah Damien still drinks milk because he find it difficult to sleep at night especially if he naps in the afternoon. I gave everyone their drinks and sat down close to Dame. "Where are the rest?". "I tucked them in. Aunt Anna had to learn because there was an emergency at the hospital and her attention was needed so she left. Not after cussing at the poor nurse for 'ruining' her day with her babies ". he said grimacing. Typical Anna. " So what happened ". Dame changed the topics. "Well, he was at the restaurant where we have dinner. And we told him what happened and how David ran away because he was abused at the orphanage.