Novel & Cerita How To Annoy Your Mom

She was doing the exact same thing he did, cheating. "Believe it or not, there is nothing wrong in having some fun." She winked. "Mom, you're such a bad influence." "I wasn't the one who was getting eaten out in the store room," she said flicking her tongue in demonstration. Her cheeks turned red instantly. "Mom!" "What? It's not like I'm lying. Don't think I didn't hear your moans, I was at the door long enough to hear you screaming in ecstasy." Color spread from her cheeks to the rest of her face till she was as red as a tomato. God, I hate you mom. "Mom! It's rude to eavesdrop! You are weird!"

"Can we please stop talking about mountains now? You're annoying me." "No." Mom walks towards me. "You are annoying me, sweetheart. I know how busy you are, and the new job will only take you farther away from us. You will never call me unless I call you, and you rarely text me." Mom offers me an annoying smirk. "That doesn't stop you from texting your dad no matter what you have going on, but you never call me." Pulling out the beer can from the fridge, I run my fingers over the smooth condensation as dew brushes against my skin. "You nag me, Mom," I state. "You're always after what I'm doing, and Dad doesn't give me that treatment."

Like one day, someone will burst into the room and yell, “Surprise! It’s finally time to go back home.” Mom lets go of my hand and nervously plays with her own. “You need to cut ties with that guy, Ava. He’s not the right one for you.” Not this shit again! I let out a frustrated groan, burying my face in my hands and then grabbing my hair tightly, as if I could yank it out to escape if she says another word. I think Mom gets the message because she stays quiet for a while. Thank goodness for that, because it gives me a chance to suppress the boiling annoyance and lock it away, so it won’t bother me until we inevitably have this conversation again.

She wanted to make jest of her mom for crying because of a man. "Will you shut up your stinking mouth? What is funny anyway? Why are you opening that gutter of yours to laugh." Helen hissed out of annoyance, "You better watch your mouth and think before you talk you spoilt brat. Was I crying? Did you see me cry? Didn't I sneeze? Won't tears drop from my eyes when I sneeze? Use your brain next time before coming close to me. Mind you, swearword is not allowed in my house, under my roof, do you understand. Who taught you that? Where did you learn that from? Stop that nonsense now."She fired at her daughter, transferring aggressions on her. She didn't want to be so hard on her daughter but her

Dad asks. “Yeah, I’m planning to take part in organising a carnival to raise money for charity” he says. Dad nods in response. I look up at mom and see a sense of irritation happening in her eyes. She started to tap constantly on the table. This was her way of saying she was annoyed.

I'd already washed up and was heading downstairs, and she still hadn't answered. My stomach twisted with worry. Was she upset with me? I hastily typed another message: "Aunt Liv, what's wrong? Are you mad at me? You know I don't want Mama to take me to school. I like you so much—please don't be upset, okay?" Minutes passed with no reply. My anxiety turned to irritation when Mama called from the top of the stairs. "Emmy? Are you ready? Breakfast is waiting downstairs." I felt my face heat up with annoyance. "I know, Mama. Can you please stop talking so much? It's so annoying, don't you know?"

I want his image of me to stay how it is. My phone rings and a groan escapes my lips before I can stop it. "Hey, mom," I answer while trying to hide the annoyance in my voice. "Hey, baby girl. How is your day," Mom asks without skipping a beat? I don't even know why I try to hide my emotions. Both my parents never really see them, and if they do, they twist it. If I get sad, my mom gets sadder. If I get annoyed, mom plays the victim. Dad just behaves as if my emotions are an inconvenience.

Mom informs " So???" I ask nonchalantly " She is genephobic" She informs " I know that, and I don't care" I yell, and I can vividly see the shock on her face " What did this witch do to you? This is not the son. Did she use some kind of vodou on you, that's making you act like this?" Mom questions annoyed " She made me better" I informed

"Honey, I can't believe this, so you would want to let him squander such an amount of money?" My mom inquired facing my Dad. "I trust that he is always making the right choice," My Dad said. "I know he is going to bring profit for the company because he is always obeying my instructions," My Dad said. "Alright then, I think I know what to do," My Mom said as she stormed into her master bedroom. That was how my Mm behaved when she was annoyed because her anger was always serious, so anytime she was angry she always rush to her room or any other place far from where she was annoyed.

she laughed at the end of her sentence and I rolled my eyes. Rolling my eyes, I blurted out in response to her, "It's not like you really care so I don't get why you acting all crazy like you've been monitoring my everyday move. Please stop, that's strange. You can say that to Aiden and not me. I'm not stupid Mom.!Now are you done with what you were saying or whatever the fuck you came here to say?" My mom's face changed into that one of a pitiful face. That's not going to work on me. "You know, one day we are happy with ourselves, and the other we are angry..."