Stacy's Mom Has Got It Goin On Novels & Stories

"Things are tighter now. Try to spend less. I'm not asking you to get a job, but at least be frugal." Those words struck a nerve. Ashley hurled her mouse to the floor. "What's that supposed to mean? You're my mom. If you can't support me, why have me? I'm just using your money, and you're nagging me? I haven't even complained about your lame life yet."

She used up all her savings to cover the Walkers' debt, yet it was hard for her to find a high-paying job with her music background. Yohan tracked her down and offered her a job as Julian's piano teacher, with a monthly salary of 60 thousand. "My new mommy is the best! I love my new mommy the most!" Julian exclaimed loudly in the living room. "I'm not your new mommy, Mr. Julian. Please stop addressing me as such." Emily glanced at him awkwardly. Julian was annoyed with the way she was addressing him. He hugged her legs affectionately and said, "I'll get mad if you keep calling me Mr. Julian! You have to call me Juli! You're so much more gentle than my mommy, I love you the most!"

She wasted her youth on a deadbeat, and now he's gaslit her out of even wanting the money. [Being a lovesick fool will wreck you!] I nodded along, cheering her on. "See? Just those few lines and Dad couldn't even look at you! Keep up that act, Mom. We’ve got this.!" Mom sighed, lifted her phone, and checked her reflection. "True. I really am a stunning older woman." When Dad came back, he set the new agreement gently in the dead center of the coffee table, as if that made it fairer. Mom had rehearsed in front of me the day before, and now she was brimming with confidence.

Mom opened her mouth, but no words came out. "I scored a 1550 on my SATs, and I'm in the top 1% of scorers in the state. I could go to the best university in Brayton and study the major that I wanted to study the most. "And yet, you insisted that I stay here to go to a low-tier local college that I don't even want. That's not for my own good, Mom. You're just ruining my future. I think you are the one who's trying to push me to my death instead."

"Please, I beg you. Dr. Moore has already agreed. Just sign the paper, and we can immediately transfer the kidney from another hospital for your mom. As long as she survives, I'll step forward to explain! I'll make sure no one criticizes you!" Ethan also spoke up coldly. "Didn't you save that patient already? Now it's Mom's turn, right?" I was about to shake my head in refusal, but the office door suddenly burst open. A nurse rushed in, panicked. "Dr. Mitchell's mother just passed away!" The four of us immediately rushed to the ward. By the time we arrived, the ECG had gone flat. Mom was completely gone. Dad, drained of all his strength, collapsed to the floor in despair. Tears poured from h

but me. Mom heads up the stairs, as Mr. Evans walks out the front door. My jaw drops and my hands raise up in the air. I shake them in front of my remaining family members, gaining everyone's attention. "Mind clueing me in on what is going on," I say feeling exasperated Colt, Ian, and dad all look at me like I am an idiot, while Granddad's face reddens. Grammy chuckles softly at my obvious ignorance. "She is on her period," Aunt Stacy says loudly in her innocent way.

Mom raises me and my brother, Cameron Joyner, by herself after she gets a divorce. Cameron was born with congenital asthma and has to take medication every day. Although I'm healthier, Mom treats me better than Cameron. She always says, "You're the apple of my eye, Cassie. I don't want you to feel troubled because of Cam." From the very beginning of my life, I've always been number one in Mom's heart. However, the year I turn 15, Cameron suddenly disappears. Mom completely changes after he goes missing.

“If you don’t, I’ll have no choice but to let you walk out that door. Do you understand?” She hesitated, licking her lips nervously. “What are you going to ask of me?” “You’ll find out,” I answered, leaning back. “But first, we start with something simple. Call me baby.” She stared at me, the light flickering across her uncertain face. And then—just barely—she nodded. A wicked grin spread across my face. “That’s my girl. Now… get naked for me.”

When I got my first project payment, he was even more excited than I was. Our relationship grew stronger and sweeter after weathering that storm. One evening, the three of us were watching TV together. A parenting show was on, and one of the very put-together moms was complaining about how hard it was to raise kids. Felix watched for a bit, then leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Mommy, I think you're prettier than her." I smiled. "Why's that?" "Because…" He thought about it, then said seriously, "Because you're my mom. And also, when you're working, your eyes light up. Daddy says that's called having dreams."

A second later, he started shouting. "What the hell are you talking about? My dad bought this for me! Get out of here, you broke loser. Nobody wants to hear your crazy talk!" "Broke loser?" I repeated the words slowly, the corner of my mouth curling up. Uncle Keith and Mom came rushing over when they heard the commotion. The moment Mom saw me, her expression turned ugly. "Sawyer Reeves! Have you lost your mind? What are you doing here making a scene? Get out of here, now!"