Go Ahead Mom Raw の小説・ストーリー

she replied with a grin and stood up "Okay..., mum.., I will be done soon." "Okay Sweetheart." her mum replied and left. Riley quickly went to her wardrobe and got her dress. Within few minutes, she was done. She quickly rushed downstairs "Mum...dad...., let's get going." "Give us a minute Sweetheart..." Riley slammed herself on the sofa waiting anxiously for her parents. Soon, she saw them descending the stairs. she took her bag and quickly ran to them. "I can see you're so excited to go and meet your grandma today." said Clifford

I didn't want to be an audience to their tear-jerking mother-daughter bond. "I don't—" Before I could finish, Mom’s voice blasted through the phone. "Serena, if Tara hadn’t insisted that a family should stay whole, do you really think I’d want a troublemaker like you back? "You’ve always been so stubborn. If it weren’t for you, your brother…Look come by or not, I don’t care either way.” Then she hung up. I stared at the black screen, my hand tightening around my medical report. I suddenly felt grateful for my illness.

“And you must be—” “I’m her stepmother,” Ericka cut in. “Ohhh,” Margarette said, eyes widening. “So you’re the so-called witch—I mean, stepmom—of my bestie. You actually look nice, though. Nice to meet you!” She even leaned in for a polite cheek kiss. I chose to ignore the comment. “That food’s for Ericka, right? It looks amazing. Can I have some—” “Margarette!” Ericka snapped. “What? I just want to try Tita’s cooking.”

Allison says, taking my hand. “I believe everyone is against me in this house!” I say putting a spoonful of papaya in my mouth. “No one is against you, we just want you to eat right, I’m going to mash a banana and add oats and honey I’m going to mash them for both,” Mom says taking a banana for me and another for Allison.

Once I returned home, I started doing the exact opposite of whatever Mia told me. Whenever Mia turned down leafy greens, I juiced them and ensured Sarah drank every last drop. Mia refused to eat fish, eggs, and milk. All she wanted was chips and junk food. With this in mind, I took extra care to prepare wholesome meals for Sarah every day and discarded anything even remotely unhealthy. Day by day, things started to improve. At every prenatal check-up, we were greeted with good news. Overwhelmed with joy, Sarah would wrap her arms around me. "Mom, you take such good care of me. As long as you're here, I feel at ease. Forget those stupid pills! Your home-cooked meals are all we need to get the

Beside her, Mom slammed a glass onto the table. "Haven't you had enough? So what if you really scored over 1,350? That doesn't mean your life would be any better after university. If anything, it was better for you to get out into the world early and toughen up! "You were so shy when you were little. And now look at you, talking back and arguing with your own mother. Isn't that proof you needed to get out there?" I honestly couldn't believe those words were coming out of her mouth.

"What kind of spawn did your family give birth to?! Eating raw meat and drinking blood, and you still let her roam free to harm people?! What are you thinking?!" "Son, you must divorce this monster! Our family cannot live with something like this!" My mother-in-law spat on the ground, disgust filling her eyes, as if she wished I would drop dead on the spot. "Today it’s raw meat. Tomorrow, she’ll tear your throat out!" My parents stood there, faces stiff, unable to defend me. Emmett, however, didn’t loosen his hold on me. His brow furrowed, his expression firm. "No. I love her. Even if she tears out my throat, I’m staying with her."

You're right," she said. Just then, their phones chimed at the same time. They pulled out their phones and tapped on the notifications. "Moms, when are you coming home? The other Moms are already here. It's my birthday today. I'm going to get angry if you don't come home soon." William's childish whining echoed through the room. Both Gloria and Joanne smiled at the same time. They carefully lifted their phones and sent voice messages to William to coax him. It was a familiar sight. They used to coax me like that in the past.

… Across the street from the school, a small restaurant buzzed with warmth and steam. It was the day the final exams ended, and Mom had booked a private room to celebrate. The table was filled with Avery's favorite dishes—barbecue ribs, garlic butter shrimp, and baked salmon. The only thing missing was my favorite—grilled cheese and tomato soup. "Here, Avery. Eat more shrimp. It's good for your brain." Mom picked up a shrimp, carefully peeled it, and placed it into Avery's plate. "Thanks, Mom." Avery smiled sweetly, then placed a piece of ribs into Mom's plate. "You should eat too. You worked hard proctoring today."

My mom replied fast: [@LindaKnowsBest!!! You're literally my savior. Spill???] Bruce and I stared at the screen. After what felt like forever, [LindaKnowsBest] finally replied. This time, just one line: [DM'd you.] Bruce dragged a hand through his hair. "Oh my God. DMs? Are they allergic to public comments?" I sighed. "Forget it. One mess at a time." After nine that night, my mom texted me.