My Best Friends Mom Novels & Stories

Tessa’s Mom . She said she couldn’t leave a little girl to die on the roadside. She took me home, fed me, and gave me a place to sleep. At that time, Tessa was only two months younger than me. We grew up together. We went to the same schools, ate at the same table, and slept in the same room when we were little. To the outside world, we looked like real sisters. And for a long time, I believed we were. But Mrs. Harrison always reminded me of one thing.

“Yes!” she yelled in excitement, almost bouncing her head from too much nodding. Mom's contagious smile infected me at this point. ‌ ‌ From what I could remember, Aunt Maggie has been my mother's best friend since they were in kindergarten, possibly longer. Mom sent me a smile, "She deserves to be happy after such a long time since her husband's death. And what makes it even happier is that " She trailed off, creating a suspense atmosphere. "Is that? What mom? Please continue!” I said, eager to know it. I was desperate for an answer because I didn't want to wait any longer.

I asked. “Because Flora is the best for you. You know I'm just trying to look out for you and Flora is the kind of girl..." "I have to rest Mom, Can you give me some minutes to myself?" I asked politely. After all, she wasn't the cause of all this bullshit but Flora. Flora was putting many things into her head and it was getting out of hand. "Okay." She said and moved to the door. "And stop putting on a lunch date with Flora, Mom. She's my best friend and nothing else can ever happen. We are just friends, just friends." I started and she hissed before stepping out and slamming the door in my face.

I hurriedly explained. Mom accepted my explanation without a doubt, and I took the opportunity to ask her for Ms. Lawson's number. "It would be best if I handled this kind of thing. After all, you two have been friends for so many years. If you say something too harsh, and Ms. Lawson refuses to believe it, it might end up hurting your long-standing friendship," I said. Mom nodded. "That makes sense." She pulled out her phone, found Ms. Lawson's contact, and sent it to me.

I miss how we were before I got sick. "Single mom, huh," I mumble to keep her talking, and she laughs a little. "She wasn't one of those stereotypical young mothers who can't stay out of the bar or always needs a boyfriend to feel whole. She was my best friend. She treated me like fine china before she even knew I was sick. She always put me first. My mom is awesome. I miss her," she says and I finally look back up at her happy face. "What about you," she asks, and I stand up.

I cried again remembering what Fred and I talked about yesterday about mom. "Don't insult my mom!" I shouted at him angrily, he just laughed and shook his head. "Your mother, we're childhood friends." My eyes widened at what he said. ” We're best of best friends. All the nonsense, good or bad that happens in our lives. We are always together. We're inseparable, not until that incident happens. I'm not gonna tell you that part, your mother doesn't want you to know that part of her life. Even if I say this now, she has no intention of telling you and will just bury it in the pit."

"Yes, she was my dad's best friend. They always tell us their love story. My mom was my grandfather's best friend's daughter. So, they had a rivalry turned friendship turned to love. They are a model couple." "Wow. I would like to meet your mother." Even Mrs.Carver joined in. "Auntie, you can talk with my mother too. She would love to meet and get to know you. She has no friends so she always scolds us. Maybe you can become friends." "Eh, how can that be? Your mom must be used to finer things. We are rough people." "Auntie, don't think like that. You will know once you talk to my mother. Wait, you can see now."

The other elder asked. “I don't want to know,” I shrugged. “How do you know her or what is going on between all of you guys I just don't care.” “If you want to live comfortably here, ditching your mother would be the best thing to do,” the first elder blurted out. I slowly turned to him, my brows furrowed in curiosity. “Ava let's go,” my mother commanded picking up her bag. “Your mother and Lady Eleanor were best friends,” I froze immediately, turning to her. “Best friends?”

"There is not a day that passes by and I don't wish that she was still here with us..." My mom and Lonah were high-school best friends. They were so close that they did everything together. After high-school, they even went to the same college and they lived in the same crib. Sometimes she cries when she reminisces on those days. Those long gone days... My mom was very lucky to have Lonah as her best friend. I don't know where we would have ended up if she didn't take us in after her death. That's why I see her as my mother and call her "Mom."

, I confessed. “Why would you, dad, if you knew she was your mate,” she cried out. “She was just your best friend, both of you are of the same age. I panicked” “That is not an excuse dad, I know how Mate pulls works, you hurt her dad” she scolded. “I know and I am ready to make it up to her” I admitted. “Better, I can’t believe I lost my best friend all because of you” she exclaimed. “I am never letting her out of my sight again” I said.