Please Tell Mom This Is Not Her Fault Novels & Stories

“You... You're dead, Mom. So is father, everyone. Everything died that night. Everything was my fault.” Those soft hands cupped my face in a brief peck, her lips warm where they should have been cold. “I know everything, my daughter. It's not your fault. I've come to tell you that it's not your fault. And I, as your mother, am very proud to have given birth to a responsible Luna like you.”

Why? "Oh my God, this is all my fault."

“So, what do you want to talk about? If it’s about what happened today then I would like you to know that it wasn’t my fault! I didn’t know that my mom was going to do something like that.” I told him before he blamed me for something that wasn’t my fault again.

Oh no…what’s my excuse? “Uhmm, it’s okay. There are things you might not remember right away, but don’t worry. I’ll remind you.” boss said. Mommy sighed, so my gaze shifted to her. “It’s my fault that you don’t remember, baby. If I weren’t such a negligent mother, you wouldn’t have experienced those things.” Mommy said sadly. “Hon, it’s not your fault, it was an accident why those things happened that we couldn’t expect in our lives.” Dad said to his wife.

"Don't ever set foot in this house ever again!" "Bia, listen," my mother interjected. "You need to calm down, alright. It's not that big of a deal. It's not worth firing your bodyguard over, trust me," she said to me with a very flippant expression. "Let Kevin be, darling. And besides, it's not totally his fault." "Are you done, mum?" I turned to her. "You know, you're right. It's not totally his fault. You're also at fault. Get whatever it is you brought here and leave the same way you came."

Theo snapped me out of my thoughts as he tried to get my attention. " You know your mum was wrong to give you that no matter what you did." Theo continued now realising I was listening to him. Wait was he saying that it wasn't my fault? I looked up at him with my tear stained cheeks in shock and confusion, why was he saying that this isn't my fault? Everything is my fault so why isn't he blaming me? “Why aren’t you blaming me?” I whispered looking forward as Theo continued to walk in steady strides.

my mother began again after a while, “I understand what you must be going through right now but you need to try and relax.” “You don't understand anything, Mom” I stopped pacing and shook my head. “And maybe, just maybe, if you'd let me go after her, we wouldn't be here right now.” “Are you saying this is my fault?” she slightly narrowed her eyes. “No, no. No one's blaming anyone” my father cut in. “No one in this room is at fault, and we're getting the tech team to track down whoever was sending Cassandra those messages.” I shook my head, my throat closing up.

"B-baby, forgive Mama. I couldn't take care of you. It was all my fault. I hope you forgive Mommy. I'm sorry because I was carried away by my feelings. If only I had been more careful, you'd still be alive. I'm so sorry!" "Mom, stop blaming yourself. It's not your fault. It was an accident, and it's not the right time to blame anyone. Your health should be our priority. Always remember, everything happens for a reason. Maybe God had a plan for us. You're brave enough to cope with this. I'm always here, okay? Don't blame yourself. Do you think our baby would be happy seeing our mom crying and hurting?" After we bid our goodbyes, we went straight home to get our luggage. "I'll carry that."

She assured me. How could she be so sure? How could she be so calm at a moment like this? Mom has fainted all of a sudden and she's still telling me to be calm? "How could you say such a thing to me Zee. How can I be fine when Mom is not? I can't just stop thinking about it Zee, this is all my fault! It's all my fault! I shouldn't have said those things to her back then in the room. I won't be able to forgive my self if anything bad happen to her".

I explained," but I haven't heard anything else since we got here." "And how are you feeling, my girl?," he asked, bringing both hands to each side of my face. I struggled to answer, and I was obviously feeling anything but good. "The worst," I admitted, as the tears inevitably pooled in my eyes. "Because of me all this happened." "No, it's not your fault my love," my mother replied, wrapping her arms around me in an hug. "You are not to blame for the actions of others." "But if it hadn't been for me..."