Step Mom Loves Me Novels & Stories

Stepmom shot back, glaring at them. I turned to her, my eyes burning with frustration. “Ma, with all due respect, don’t slap me again. What is it this time? What do you and your children really want from me? You’ve already ruined my life, so please, just leave me alone!” I shouted, my voice shaking with anger. “Oh, I see! Greater now has the courage to talk back to me, eh? You think you’re growing wings to fly, but before you take off, I’ll rip those wings right off!” she sneered.

I added, unable to stop myself from voicing the thoughts that had been building inside me. Mom’s voice cut through the air, her expression unchanging and stoic. “Don’t dare talk to me in that tone, Isabella. And watch your words.” I couldn’t help but smile slightly, a deliberate challenge to her authority. “You know I’m right, Mom. And I also know you only think of yourself.” Her brows furrowed as she took a step closer, her tone sharper now. “You know what… you don’t deserve my love. I’ve worked hard my entire life, built this empire solely for you.”

We have a long way to go; we’re only a few minutes in but we are going to show them. I glance up and see Roxy holding up a sign with my step-mom on which it says, we love you, Blake. Go, Blake! Man, that is fucking adorable. That woman she brings me to my knees and unravels me like a kitten with a ball of wool. I am all hers and wild horses couldn’t drag me away.

How could people be so cruel? Lena had grabbed the remote and switched off the tv when I couldn’t help but watch the sick news. “It will fuck you up! Stop watching this shit!” she had shouted at me. “What she said was a lie” A voice booms from the door and I stiffen. Fucking great! It’s my stepmom. Joy. All she bought in my life was misery. She is an influential woman. She often gets her way with dad. Dad loves her, maybe that’s why.

“How do you do that?” “A daughter’s love can be just as unconditional as a mother’s,” I whispered. “I’m not saying it’s a good thing, but…I just know that’s how it is with me. So you don’t have to worry about ruining my relationship with my mom. It’s been ruined over and over and it will be mended over and over again.” Robbie grabbed my hand and squeezed. “You’re a great woman, Scarlett. Seeing how you’ve grown is amazing. I’m glad to be your stepdad.”

Recently, thanks to modern procedures and plastic surgeries, she looked younger than me. When she forces me to go with her out, people think she is my younger sister and she seems to be proud of that comment. Well, I don't have any kind of reason to mind it. She always has been like this. A woman who is unable to accept her aging and cowardly scared of nature's miracle. But, one thing I hated. She never treats me as her daughter. She forbid me to call her Mom because it will embarrass her. “ Leona! Make me a glass of Detox Juice. You bought cucumber and lemon, right?"

I just walked past him and into the sitting room, slamming the door behind me. Inside, I tried to breathe. The room was too quiet, too clean. I turned on the TV, hoping to lose myself in a movie. Maybe if I watched something light, I could forget where I was. Who I was with. But peace didn’t last. A few minutes later, the door creaked open, and his son walked in like he owned the place. His shoulders were relaxed, but the smirk on his face made me sit up straighter. “Stepmom,” he said, dragging out the word like it was poison. “What’s it like, marrying someone old enough to be your father? Let me guess—it’s all about the money, right?”

My heart starts to ache when I think about my stepmom. When I was three years old my biological mother ran away with another man. A year later Dad met Morgan and married her, but that same year Dad had to have an operation which also meant he couldn’t have any more kids. So, Morgan poured all her love into me. I can, hand on heart, say, no biological mother could have cared for their child with more dedication and love than Morgan did. I adore her with every fiber of my being, fiercely and endlessly. I will do anything I can to make any wish she has come true before she leaves this earth, but she has never asked me for anything. She smiles bravely and never complains.

You. My phone buzzed and there was a message from Sindy. "Dude, were are you? Shows almost over. Were the hell are you?" I stuffed the phone in my pocket and turned to mom. "I loved you too mom, So much. You meaned the world to me. But you don't love me that way. Had you so, you would know what's important to me. And that's Heathens. But you don't. Which means you didn't love me. I can't stop loving you, because sadly, you are my mom. But I can do one thing. I can do whatever I want. I won't listen to you anymore."

I said. "Do you really have to leave?" mom asked me. I was definitely not going to answer that. My mom was a successful lawyer and I knew she was trying to win me over. I can't give her the chance to do that. I needed this freedom. I laid on my bed and stared at my ceiling while popping blue berries into my mouth. "I love you Mei Xing Lin," mom said. "I am not dying mom," I joked. "At least not yet," I murmured. "I just want you to know mom is always here, everything I and your dad did for you was because we loved you," she said.