My Stepmom Caught Me Novels & Stories

As if my day couldn't possibly get any worse. "Y-Your stepmom... is in the hospital!"

“Lucy, you’re saying you saw some man leave the yard gate unlocked?!” Dad stood outside the gate, his bloodshot eyes locked onto me. I sneered inwardly. Look at how much he loved my younger brother, Ethan. In my previous life, I explained over and over that I had locked the gate properly. However, he only believed the pillow talk whispered by my stepmother, Mary, and decided that I was the one who caused the death of his only son.

So that is why he tried to mate with me the other day? I had been a tool for a very long time, I trusted every word that he said. They had been playing games with me for so long and I had no idea, I can't believe it! Just then, the door swung open and my step parents walked in. My stepmom turned her gaze to me and it rested on my hands. Quickly, she approached me and snatched the phone from me. I clenched my fist angrily and the only thing I felt like doing right now was giving this old lady a good punch.

I assured him. My stepmom stepped into the room without knocking, I guess he had been snitching on us. I don't trust her. “Who are you trying to call the cops on?”

I hesitated for a moment before deciding to go along with her in case she was in trouble. I pushed the door open and stepped in, darkness suddenly taking over my vision. Why the hell was it so dark in here? Before I could turn around, the door suddenly slammed shut and the lock turned as my eyes widened in realization. I had just walked into a trap. “Look who we have here…” I heard her say as my hands clenched into fists and she turned on the lights so that I could see her face. It was her, my stepmom. She had somehow gotten Ella's clothes and managed to trick me into getting into a room with her.

“Of course they are.” He turned and walked out without looking at me. My stepmother followed him halfway, then stopped and came back. She walked up to me and grabbed my ear. I gasped. “Mom…” “Behave today,” she hissed. “Or you’ll regret it.” Maya rushed forward. “Let her go!” My stepmother tightened her grip for a second, then released me abruptly. “Fix your face,” she added coldly before leaving. I sat there, my hands shaking, Then my father walked in.

“You should really step your game up, dad, or mom might leave you.” “I’m plenty romantic son, let’s see how romantic you are when you’re not spending my money renting Scottish castles.” I snicker as the two of them bicker, and we huddle together to watch mom’s favorite movie for the fifteenth time. I smile at my family's happy faces, mom smiling as the movie begins, and my dad's eyes are filled with love and my heart sitting next to me. We’ll be one weird but loving family, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with my stepbrother.

"What do you want?" From nowhere, my stepmom showed up and landed a slap right on my face. "How dare you talk to my son that way?" She grabbed me forcibly by my hair and pulled me through the hallway, dragging me down the stairs like I was a heavy sack. Then she threw me right in front of the dining table. It was strange; the governor's head was on his plate of huevos rancheros. "What did you put in the food?" Stepmom wailed at me.

"Mother, I told you she always had eyes for my man, but you wouldn't believe it." I can't believe what I'm hearing. I've only met Mike three times. I never even talked to him much. My stepmom laughs. It's not a nice laugh. "Now, the so-called daughter of the great Jenkins was caught in a one-night stand with her step-sister's fiancé. What a great headline." My head hurts. How did this happen to me? My stepmom grabs my hair. It hurts so much. She pulls me close to her face.

Moan for me, Mom! Let your husband hear how much pleasure you're feeling while I'm pounding you, harder!” Henry, my stepson, was on top of me, pounding on me, while right beside us lay my dying husband. I knew my husband could hear us, but Henry was wild, vulgar, and somewhat sadistic. It was as if he were intentionally letting his father hear this moment.