Me Follo A Mi Mama Novels & Stories

Determination welled up within me, compelling me to chase after her, to fight for our bond. "Mom! Please stop. Just listen to me!" I pleaded, my voice strained with desperation. She continued to walk away, her back turned to me. Fear gripped me tightly, my heart throbbing with pain. I couldn't let her go like this; I couldn't let our connection shatter irreparably. "Mom! Mom! Adrian... he is my mate!" I cried out, hoping that those words would halt her departure. Time seemed to stand still as my mother froze in her tracks, her body unmoving. Slowly, she turned to face me, her complexion drained of color. She appeared ethereal, like a ghost haunting the space between us.

I just have to pick a random place so she wouldn't be sad anymore. "Okay. How about the..." "Mia, your mom is looking for you. I don't understand what she is saying, but maybe you would be the one to understand. Excuse me Mateo, I would have to steal your lovely wife for a second. She would be back in a few minutes. Let's go." I watched as Mia's best friend Kendall dragged her away from me and didn't reply.

I gasp for air, trying to make it feel like I am filling my lost soul. "Mina, Hija," My mother called me, I turn my head to look at her. Wiping my tears, I walk near her as she extended her arms for a hug, I wrap my arms around her feeling her warmth in me-- as I sighed heavily trying to forget about what I am feeling, I distance myself after a few seconds from her and smiled I have to be strong, I need to. The familiar feeling will always be here and I know something will make this all void.

“He’s my mate. I love him and he loves me. After everything I've told you, do you really doubt his loyalty to me?” Mama smiled reassuringly at me, reaching out to place her hand on my arm. "I know you're an adult and can make your own decisions, but I just want you to be happy. Now…when are you planning to visit? With Gabe of course,” Mama added hastily. “Mia and your brother Rafael miss you.”

As her head tilted upward, I could see a small streak of tears below her eyes. “I’m okay, Dad”, she said as she wiped the tears away. “You have a new boyfriend?” her dad asked as he sat down again. “Um, yeah, but it’s not very serious, Dad.” “Didn’t you say that you loved him, though?” I teased. Charissa’s head swung away from her dad and stopped when it landed in my direction. As she glared at me, I could see the rage dancing in her caramel eyes. It brought me immense happiness.

"Stop making a fuzz, honey. It's getting a bit annoying and my ears are starting to hurt." She said to me while massaging her ears. Her bodyguards also got inside the car and before I could protest, we were already speeding out of the parking lot. "Stop the car!" I demanded but they just continued driving off. "They only follow orders from me, remember honey?" My mom, Zenaida Aragon, said with amusement in her voice. "What are you even doing here, mom? What do you want?" I just asked her to get this unwanted reunion over with.

The minute the Queen wraps me in her warm hug I feel safe , something about how Mama comforts me makes me feel safe . I can feel the confusion coming from my mate down our bond , he is as in the dark as me to what is actually going on . Mama's explanation has my mind racing so fast on instinct I reach for my mate , taking his hand gives me the confidence to step towards the man who they claim is my father .

Mama is already there, holding it wide open like she’s been waiting. “¡Mi hijo! (My son!) It’s so good to see you,” she says warmly. “Hola, Mama!” I say, scooping her into a hug. But the second I let go, she looks at me and says, “So… have you called Andie or Jaime yet?”

“If the shoe fits, wear it then. If the bullet points and is buried in your flesh, feel the pain.” “Val—” “Son, mommy will try to catch some fresh air. I'm suffocated here,” I said. “Alright, mommy. I will go with Mich later. We'll be playing on the seesaw.” I touched Foval's face and smiled. My feet hurriedly walk towards the elevated part of the park. I could watch the more of it where people are having fun with their family while I was having a hard time to fit between Foval and Eldifonso. I don't know where to interrupt when they are having a conversation. I feel like I was not his mother, having no knowledge about my son's crazy little life—what he enjoys and what he's not.

Maybe that is what I needed. Expressing my concern to my mother, I started to try again to link her when I felt a click of a link, ‘Mother?’ I felt my mother walk away, and then I heard, ‘My baby girl is linking me!’ As she shouted that in my mind, I felt her hug me with strength. I felt as if I had succeeded in my attempts. Mother suddenly linked not only me, but she added another link, ‘LEONIDAS COME DOWN HERE YOU OLD MAN!’