Friends Mom Novels & Stories

My dress was against his suit pants, not touching but almost, and that almost was killing me. Mom turned to me with her usual very sweet warm smile. "Your friend Miles. He was so sweet tonight." Those words made me develop an immediate stomach ache. Not now, please I don't need this conversation now. "Yeah. He is." "He seems very fond of you." That word. Fond. Fond is a very simple and innocent word, but we both knew it wasn't supposed to be that. "We're just friends, Mom." "Mm-hmm." She cleared her throat, and had that knowing smile, like she could see everything I wasn't admitting.

Mom gives me a triumphant stare, and a mischievous grin. Those two. They’re not in love anymore, but they love and respect each other as friends and as equals. They’re not mates anymore, but they are partners in raising me and Alice. And they know us. They know me. I am screwed.

she smiled at me. "What is it?" I asked her. "His high school batchmates donated money for his therapy. He can start his therapy now," mom said. "Really? That's great." "So don't overwork, okay? I earn enough money for our everyday expenses." "Alright, mom." I smiled at her. "By the way, I like them," she said. "Who?" I asked. "Your friends. They took care of you. I'm happy you found them," "You're making me cry, mom," I said, wiping my happy tears.

his expression became normal. "Oh , I thought you had a brother ". he smiled. "She's a lovely one , we'll fight for little things and share about our everyday life at night . We won't eat extravagant food everyday . But ,it was a good food ." I continued. "My mother is working woman , but she was like our best friend . She's very understanding towards us and My father is a silent man , but he will always buy something for us . My family was full of love." "I never had many friends , But I had my best friend . She was my friend for 10 years from childhood ." I smiled but it didn't reach my eyes.

mom remarks “I’m just here to see if anything can help, any clue or anything and besides I don’t have to go to work everyday, i don’t even have to work at all, I do it because I love it” “And now that your other love is missing?” Mom asks, questioning me more with her eyes than her words

My fiancee, Natalie Crenshaw, has always had a phenomenal memory. She never forgets a thing. Yet, when I propose, she forgets to hold out her hand for the diamond ring. When we go to get our marriage certificate, she forgets to bring her identification papers. And on our wedding day, she forgets she's supposed to be there altogether. Why? Because she's busy saving her childhood sweetheart's wedding next door—by stepping in as the bride herself. Seeing all this, Mom suffers a heart attack. I beg Natalie to go to the hospital and explain things, but she simply links her arm with Erik Cuoco's mother, sweetly calling her "Mom", and claims that I'm nothing more than a pursuer who doesn't kn

Despite her years on earth, Mom lost all reason and turned against me, her daughter, for a man. “You’ll be sorry if anything happens to Bryan!” She cocked her head back and yelled at me. I could barely recognize Mom with the menacing look on her face. “Mom! Are you sure he loves you? Why did he hit on me then?” I yelled back, finding it hard to breathe. “You’re just jealous that I stole your crush. You’re young. Time is on your side to find someone new, but it’s not often I get to find love again.” Mom held Bryan in her arms, her heart going out to him.

My mom says in shock. “Yeah, that’s okay mom? If not I ca-” I say embarrassed. Mom stops chopping the tomatoes, comes over to me, and hugs me. “Are you not mad?” I ask her, confused. “Why would I be mad? They’re your friends.” My mom says with pride written all over her face. “It doesn’t matter who they are.” “Thank you mom”. I say while a warm sensation of happiness engulfs me. “Hey my love, I’m home early.” We hear dad coming over from the living room.

Which would be considered nice of her if she didn’t proceed to put a full pack of condoms inside it. “Where are your friends then” she asks taking a small sip from her cup of coffee. Mom has known my friends for my entire childhood since she spent most of it trying to keep the three of us from getting in any trouble. She wasn’t always successful. “I don’t know actually, I haven’t had a chance to talk to then this morning” I shrug. “Well you tell them I said hi and that you should all be safe I’m not ready to be a grandma yet”

I said as I pressed my mom’s palm softly. “Oh no! Of course not! I’m free to have as many friends as I want, I’m just not much of a friendly person, I’m a loner, the only important people in my life are my parents, my siblings , my child and my husband,” my mom said as she explained to me carefully. “Okay mom! I think you should go tell the chef what should be prepared tonight for dinner before dad’s arrival,” I said as I stood up and pulled mom to stand up on her feet.