Mom Come Pick Me Up Novels & Stories

I faked a smile and watched her leave before I turned my attention back to my phone. ‘Almost there.’ I read it in my heart. It was a text from Mom. I had just sent her my address. Then, scrolling down, I dialed my apartment line, hoping Nona hadn’t left, as I didn’t have her direct phone number. “Darling?” She luckily picked up. “I want you to meet me here in about twenty minutes. A driver will pick you up.” “Honey, I can’t leave here. Your mom is a criminal. She can easily bomb any place. The only thing stopping her from doing that here is you.”

“I’m on my way, Mom.” Just what I needed– my family. I got dressed quickly: jeans, white off-shoulder top, sneakers. Something soft and warm. As I grabbed my purse, my phone lit up again. Not Logan of course it was Helen. She asked if I could join them to go pick up the house later because the agent said something came up, so now they're just buying house equipment. > “After I visit my parents, send me the address.” > “Sure thing, See ya,”

Immediately my phone beeped, I brought it out of my pocket, looking at the notification, my brows deepened in thoughts. "I will be stepping outside for some air, I need the breeze," I answered, grabbing my coat from the hanger. "But it's already so late, what is the need to go out?" My mom questioned but I was already moving towards the door. "Actually, I plan to study all throughout the night and you know I cannot do that without burgers, you don't have to worry, l will call Damon to pick me up from the cafe down the street" I answered, draping my coat all over my body.

That's the reason I have been rushing everything to meet up on time. “Okay, kid. Byeee,” I smiled. But Aria stopped and turned to me with a frown. “Mom, you're going to be working in a big company. So… who’s going to pick me up after school?” Sigh I nearly forgot about that. I squatted down and held her small hands. “Look, Mom needs this job—for us.” “I know, Mom.” I exhaled. “So after school, stay with Mrs. Catherina. I’ll call her. She doesn’t leave the school premises right away. As soon as I’m done with work, I’ll come pick you up, okay?”

She promised to be back to have more time with mom and dad especially since dad can speak clearly again. "Be there on time. Don't make me wait, I'll have the driver pick you up at 7, okay?" Marica said we're on our way out. "Alright. Take care on your way home." I reminded Marica, kissing her on the cheek. I was confused as to why she had to have her driver pick me up. Marica usually picks me up herself or I get to commute in meeting her. I shook the thought away, thinking she might want me to arrive safely at our dinner place.

“Well…we can live together but I’m NOT quitting college regardless! My life, MY CHOICE!” Mom just smiles and sighs, “Oh to be young again…” She trails off as she leaves my room. “Alpha Callen will be here at eight to pick you up!” She shouts at the bottom of the stairs. UGH! There is no escaping this wolf - SERIOUSLY!

------------------------- Sorry baby, I don't think I will be able to pick you up from work I have surgery within 30minutes so l am preparing. Get a cab home I will be late today so don't wait up for me. Mommy loves you Mom. ----------------------- I received a message from my mom and I texted back with an 'It's fine mom, Love you too' As soon as I put my phone in my jacket and start walking home, Treadway called my name and I stopped in my tracks. "Can I walk you home if your mom is not picking you up?" He asks hesitantly looking at his feet.

Aside from the fact that I get to soak in the mysteriously alluring view of the neighbourhood, it helps me process my thoughts. So, I fired back a message at her in response. Me. I am fine, 'Mom'. Seriously, you don't have to come pick me up. I am almost home. Thanks for offering, by the way. 10:04 pm. Another message came in immediately. Soul Sister.🖤 Fine. But I am picking you up tomorrow morning. No arguments. 10:04 pm.

Mom: "Okay, okay, okay. When will it arrive?" Me: "If I pay now, it’ll get to the city by tomorrow morning, or noon at the latest." Mom: "Okay! Don’t forget to write the house address so the butler can pick it up." Me: "That won’t be an issue. The main reason I called is to tell you I’m close to the house. I want to pick up some files." Mom: "What? You’re close to the house? Um, um, um…" Me: "Mom, is there a problem?"

I grab my phone and answer. “Hello?” “Hey, honey,” Mom says. “Are you still coming? I haven’t heard from you and you’re usually getting here around now. I saved a plate of dinner for you.” “Yeah.” I sit up, blinking rapidly to try to force my eyes to focus. “I’m leaving here in a minute. I fell asleep on the couch. It’s been a long week.” “You’re not too tired to drive, are you? Should you stay home and come in the morning?”