Son Holding His Mom Head No Blur Novels & Stories

She seems a bit nervous and wrings her hands as if hiding something. "I know you must be aware of what your husband discovered, but first let me say that I am very sorry for your husband's death. Even if you don't believe it, I know he was innocent of everything he was accused of." As soon as I finish saying this, she starts to cry. Her daughter hugs her, and before adding anything else, a quite agitated young man of about eighteen enters the house. When he sees his mother crying desperately, he gives me a look full of hatred and hurries to cover her with his body.

I figured my life would stay quiet. But nope. Three months later, I went back to my old house to grab some documents, and just as I got to the door, someone practically lunged out of the shadows and clamped onto me. "Mom! You're finally back! I've been looking everywhere for you!" It was Henry. He looked rough—gaunt, scruffy, like he hadn't seen daylight in weeks. His eyes locked onto mine, all desperate and pleading.

"We found him and he's with us." "M-my son." Liam's mom stutters and shifts her gaze to Jiroo who's being silent the whole time and still covers his face with the hood. "L-Liam." She called and the tears started to stream down from her face and the guy next to me shot his head's up and was about to remove his hood but his mom suddenly pulled Jiroo's head, encircling her arms on Jiroo's neck and hugged him tightly. "What the fuck?" Liam whispered in disbelief while staring at his mom in shock for hugging Jiroo instead of him.

Seeing that she was about to scream again, I covered her mouth quickly, and my tears fell onto the back of her hand. I said, "Mom, I'm not a murderer. I'm your son. When I was little, you taught me to ride a bike, and when I fell, you carried me to the hospital. The day I got into college, you were so happy that you gave out candy to the whole neighborhood. Mom, please look at me!" Maybe it was the mother-son bond, or maybe my tears were too real. The madness in Mom's eyes slowly faded, replaced by deep sorrow. Her trembling hand reached up to touch my face.

I closed the restaurant early that day and arrived just in time for the last event. While practicing with Sofia on the side, Jamie held the rope, looking at us timidly. During the break, he cautiously tugged at my sleeve. "Mom, Dad isn't coming today. Can you do it with me?" I looked at his hand gripping my shirt, and he immediately let go, flashing an ingratiating smile. Honestly, seeing my once-cherished child so humble and cautious made me sad. I wasn't sure if it was a lingering maternal instinct for Jamie or pity for myself, who had devoted myself to him.

He shared a glance with Liam and Liam shook his head pleading for him not to breakdown. "That's not the case ma'am" Liam said in a serious tone that got their smiles disappeared from their faces and they became alarmed. "What do you mean? Your facial expression is a bit weird, did something happen to my son?" She asks sitting up. "I'm afraid yes" Liam replied and the three ladies gasps and held each other hands. The mother of the house shook her head in denial. "Tell me is not so bad and my son is okay?" she requested but Liam shook his head while Jay's head remains in a bow.

The sadness that tinged her face earlier, had all but disappeared. "Mum, is this really you?" Eyare piped up from beside me. He gave me his hand to help him up. He got up slowly and I noticed him wincing. This was to be expected. He must be all stiff from inactivity for almost a week, and that horrible fall as well. I shook my head to clear it of the terrible memories that I wanted to forget forever as I watched mother and son clinging to each other for what seemed like an eternity.

I allow it go weak and fall on my knees in front of my mom. My lips quiver as I open it to speak, “ Mom.. it’s your son here. I don’t believe I couldn’t see what you look like.. I don’t believe I didn’t get to see you. And you know?.. that’s the saddest pain I know.” My heart bleeds.. I feel it burning in agony. “ It’s okay Noah..” I feel a hand on my shoulder. I wipe the tears off my face and turn to see who just held me, it’s obviously not Michelle. It’s Supreme..

Jonathan burst in, crying, "Dad!" He shot toward Richard like a little cannonball, crashing into Richard's arms, his small body shaking with fear. Richard's heart ached seeing his son in such a panic. He knew at once that Jonathan had seen the news. He pulled the boy into a tight hug and led him into the empty lounge next door before closing the door behind them. "Dad!" Jonathan grabbed his father's suit, crying out as he looked at Richard's face, "Is what the news says true? Is Mom really...really not going to make it?"

I just entered a taxi real quick. Memories flooded me as I sat in the car. All the moments spent with Jeremy.Jeremy was tall with dark brown hair, a sharp jawline with a hint of stubble.His hazel-green eyes were my favorite features and his broad shoulders with bulky muscles. He was his father’s only son in charge of the multi billion dollar business across the majority of the states.