Novel & Cerita The You Wish Your Parents Had Read

Chapter 15 There are so many things I wish for in my life. I wished for my mom to be a little younger, I wished for Cassandra to stop sleeping around,I wished to have a baby without getting pregnant (which is not weird). Lastly,I always wished for Callum to love me back(now that is weird)

Hah... I can't believe this nonsense. Does she think I didn't know that already? She dares look into my past- was seeing something so unpleasant something to be joyful about? Such a headache. When I was a kid, on the day that my mom died, my father made his wish. They said that the Moon Goddess only grants wishes in a moment of desperation- but how stupid is this Goddess to let that mad man get the chance to wish for anything? ~*~

"That's all? That's your wish?" Jesse pressed back against me, I moved back, keeping the head of my cock nestled at her entrance. Now she was leaning over the rail, her body at ninety degrees, her head resting on her crossed arms, fingers clutching the edge of the rail and my cock perfectly positioned at her tunnel. She panted as she answered. "No, my wish is that my father would push his cock into his daughter's pussy and fuck her. Fuck her until she cums, over and over. Fuck her until her husband comes back home and maybe after that too. Stick it in me, dad. Let's cum."

“Do you always have to be so selfish? Grandma just passed and you want to kill yourself? Have you stopped to think about how that would crush your parents?” “Crush them? I think they’d want me gone anyway. Dad sees me as a huge disappointment.” “That’s because he just wants you to make something good out of yourself. Maybe see this as your sign to stop disappointing him.” I suggested. “I disappointed Grandma too. Do you know what her greatest wish was? She told me few days ago that her greatest wish was for us to come back together. She wanted nothing more than to see us get back together. I wished she could have seen that happen.”

Jokes on you man, you aren't fooling anyone. "How much for these?" I ask as I pull out the two gold chains and a watch my father also gifted me from my pocket. They clank against the glass display case and he lifts the chain. He studies them carefully, looking from them to me like he’s not sure how someone like me would have these. "How much?" I state as he fumbles with the chains. I have more to sell, but I don't want to unload them all at the same pawn shop. I don’t need to leave a trail for my fathers henchman.

The calls never came but just the message taking a long gasp I pressed the delete button. It started two years ago when I was almost done with high school. Mum is mysterious and dad… dad brought this upon ourselves. I used to envy happy families, kisses in front of the school with hugs and a promise of ice cream or a park visit but none of that came my way. I thought my mother could at least see my greatest wish but each time she took it by the end. “We have little bit to manage the little we got” I wished I kept to those words, but I wanted something better, something more bigger than which got me to where I am.

I couldn't even feel a thing when my fingernails dug deep into the flesh of my palms. "Xander, I want to go to the company." "Now?" "Now," I said. If we waited even a moment longer, my parents' lifelong hard work would all go up in smoke. I had to rush back and reclaim everything that was mine! Xander looked at me. He was very supportive of my decision. "I'll take you there." Just then, my phone rang. It was a call from Mom. I took a deep breath before answering the call. As soon as the call connected, the first thing I heard was Mom screaming bloody murder at me.

"If given the chance. What would you wish for your birthday gift? Only if given the chance, huh." Freedom! Freedom was the answer of her heart and mind. "If I truly had the chance. I would wish to see my parents, especially my father." She bowed her head out of shyness. "I don't need a gift. I don't need a celebration. My only wish is to be with my parents," she added.

I prefer absent parents over toxic parents. "I'll miss you, sweetheart. Thank you for calling, but we can't support this. We can't be happy about never seeing our only child and missing out on having grandchildren. We should have had another child, but we thought if we raised you right, you would know better." I don't know why I expected him to change his mind. I know my parents are set in their ways, but a small part of me was hoping they would change if they knew how happy I was.

The booth had a plate that read, 'The Wishing Booth' and another plate that read 'The Wishing Tree' by the tree. People seemed to have written their wishes on cards and hung them on the three. He walked over and glanced through some of the cards. "Um... 'Pass my exam'... 'Get my dream guy'... 'Slim down!', 'Get rich'!' He chuckled after reading a few cards aloud. "Do you want to write your own? Maybe it will come true." "I don't think I have any wishes. I feel like I'm the happiest person on earth, and it would be greedy of me to make any more wishes." She considered it in all seriousness and realized that she did not have any wish.