Mama From Tattletail Novels & Stories

"Those pictures that she showed everyone were really her own doing? Did she really hire those people to rape her own daughter?" "What a horrible woman! She deserves to be executed." My mother was finally able to squeak a few words, "No… It's not like that… I don't hate her… I just wanted her to be better. I just wanted Sharon to be better…" She crawled toward me, stumbling as she lunged toward me. "Sherry…. My Sherry… I was wrong. This is all my fault…" She knelt on the ground as her forehead touched my arm while she cried, broken-hearted. "I shouldn't have listened to the AI. I shouldn't have been so cruel to you. I shouldn’t have dosed your food with laxatives or gotten those homeless men

In my first year out of college, my mother sues me over the 60 dollars a month I give her for living expenses. In court, she breaks down in tears. "She only gives me 60 dollars a month! And she makes me check in every single day before she'll hand over that day's money! "I raised her and her brother all on my own. I gave everything I had to put her through college. How can she do this to me?" Her lawyer submits printed copies of our text conversations as proof. The judge frowns as he reads through them, then passes them to me. "Defendant, are these messages authentic?" I nod calmly. "They are." The gallery erupts in whispers, people calling me ungrateful and a terrible daughter. Then,

I care about my family only. "What the fuck? how's that possible?" "Someone betrayed us. We had a motherfucking snitch among us and nobody even noticed! We need to host a meeting as soon as possible." My dad said furiously. "I'm sure you're gonna find out whoever that Bitch is." My mom assured us. Melissa Hale is seriously one of the most amazing woman on earth. "Yeah yeah whatever." Dana said completely not giving a fuck and walked away with her eyes glued on her screen. Fucking bitch. "We'll find him and those evidences." I assured him. More like, i assured myself.

He said, no sound of concern from there. I snorted. "Yeah, and it's getting worse." How could it not be worse? Mama caught me on my way to the kitchen. Telling me that I had to catch up with Gallena. Ignoring my laziness, she said that I should be a good sister by helping Gal. Apparently, that sneaky woman snitched on Mama and said something provoking so I could be in the same hell hole. Oh, please, I'm already in a bad mood this morning, and I'm not sure she'll survive that.

“Sweetie, you really need to tell me these things when they’re happening. I can’t help you if you won’t talk to me.” “But” Precious’ bottom lip trembled, “my mommy said I was never allowed to tattle on anyone. Am I going to be in trouble for telling?” Her big brown eyes blinked back tears and looked back to Famke. “Mommy would get really mad if I told on her. She said nobody likes tattletales.” Famke felt as if the air in the room was sucked out as both Royal and Imani stiffened with the comment.

It was coming from the streets. Mama G was not a woman who accepted loss. To her, Isabella wasn't a success story; she was a stolen investment. For months, the "Madam" had fumed in her red-velvet office, her profits dipping as her "best girl" remained tucked away in a billionaire’s bed. Mama G had spent a fortune on her own brand of private investigators—the kind who didn't care about laws or ethics. Eventually, a slip-up occurred. A delivery driver, a former client, or a loose-lipped staff member had provided the location of the new estate.

she further said "If you don't want to give yourself a headache, don't read the comments" she added "And Mom and Dad, did they find out about this?" I asked almost in tears "Sadly yes, no body would miss the headline Billionaire Saul Madison's wedding ruined by unknown black woman claiming to be his baby mama" l wished the grounds would open and swallow me that very moment, l didn't claim anything, l had even Made it Clear it was a total misunderstanding. "Oh my gosh, this is very bad" l said in a whisper

Mama warned, her voice firm. Keira kept shut immediately. Leah almost smiled. Mama was the only person who could shut them up that quickly. A few seconds later, she heard the soft hum of Mama’s wheelchair rolling toward her room. Leah straightened slightly as her mother wheeled in, her sharp eyes scanning Leah’s face. "How did it go?" Mama asked, closing the door behind her. Leah sighed. "Don’t mind Big Margaret. She called me there just to waste my time." Mama frowned. "What did she say?"

"You don't know how badly I want to tell Mama I can hardly wait for you to pollute me with your evil ways." As always, her hand on my thigh had my crotch awakening, despite the topic of her mom asking about us. "Maddie, baby. . . " I stopped her hand before it went any higher. "You sure she bought it? You don't think she might start following you or anything?" My glancing around only made Madeline laugh. "I promise you one thing about Mama is she's meticulous when it comes to work. Hasn't missed a day in years and wouldn't dream of taking a day off just to spy on her teenagers."

Old Madam paused from drinking tea and furrowed her brows. Unaware of the change in her expression, Velma replied eagerly, "Yes, it was Glenda from the McDaniel family." Glenda was Erin's mother. Old Madam sneered. "Did Mrs. McDaniel ask you to plead with Julien?" Velma was surprised. "How did you know?" "How did I know?" Old Madam slammed her cup on the table. The sound startled Velma.