Vacation With My Stepmom Novels & Stories

Mom said and I raised an eyebrow at her. "You are also coming?" I asked "Ofcourse! Do you think I would leave it to you boys to bring my daughter and grandson back home? Not a chance, come on boys and ladies lets go bring her back, " Mom led the way followed by aunt Crystal and Kaira. "I guess it will be a family vacation once we get her," dad patted my back following after them. "Yeah I guess it will be," I followed after them and in less than an hour we were already on a flight to Zambia.

Mom is leaving for a new man, Dad will soon let the Marquezes live here, making me squeeze with nowhere but my room. She gave me an awkward, forced smile. "Ah...about that..." Mom cocked her head to the side and avoided my gaze. She removes her hand on the luggage and hid it behind her back. "I'm just taking a vacation, your dad and I needs to rest and not see each other for a while so I guess-" "So you really are leaving?" I interrupted. My voice broke. My tears once again wanted to go out of my eyes but I looked heavenward to avoid it from falling.

It's best to wait for her response first. Right now, my mother and I are vacationing in Cebu City at a well-known resort that we decided to visit after I graduate. Because we rarely have any other types of celebrations besides the usual ones for birthdays and holidays, which are always held in our apartment, going out to these kinds of places with my mom felt extra special. At least, according to me.

Aunt Jessica complained. In a few hours, we are going to checked in one of the most famous resorts nearby. Mom couldn’t come with us for she have something to finish... Work, I guess. Since we are broke, she is working very hard to provide my miscellaneous and to sustain the needs of our house. Gladly, she let me come with Nathan and Aunt Jessica to enjoy this vacation as well. “Don’t worry, Aunt Jessica. Mom will surely call us in there... And thank you for including me here,” I smiled at her before she kissed my forehead.

Only for Mom to come knocking at my door, calling out to me. "Are you ready?" She asked, stepping into my room. "Ready? For what?" I asked. "Silly girl. You mean to say you forgot what we discussed yesterday?" She asked, lifting her brow at me with her arms crossed. I was completely lost, trying to remember what exactly we discussed. That's when Mom shared with me. "I'm traveling on a business trip with my boss and coworkers. I told you that you'll be staying with your stepfather and step brother till I'm back."

Since regaining consciousness, she had been suppressing her emotions, and now, she finally broke down. How would she face the future? How would she face Lennox, her mother, stepfather, and even Chris? Everything changed after that day. Claire didn't go home but stayed at school. Fortunately, her mother and stepfather were on their honeymoon, so her absence didn't attract much attention. However, a month and a half later, her parents returned from their honeymoon, and Claire inevitably had to go back home. The once familiar place now felt like a daunting challenge, and the thought of facing her family and Lennox left her feeling overwhelmed.

Tyler POV When my dad told me that he was marrying, I thought he would marry a woman his age or something but it was a shocker to me to see a pretty girl in her twenties as his wife, with golden-blonde long hair, and blue eyes, slim curvy body, so gorgeous "Wait, am I checking my stepmom out?" I groaned as I entered my room, not to lie to myself, why I was checking her out was because she's my type, just like I want them, curvy slim, gorgeous, good, and perfect "Fuck, how on Earth did I have the same type with my dad?" I muttered in a frustrated tone.

"Here's what's going to happen. I've alerted someone very dear to me, and would be to you as well to come pick you up." I exhale, not believing a thing. "Who? Uncle Josh? Aunt Katrina? Last time I checked, they're both still in New York." "No, no, not them," she paused, then says enthusiastically. "Your stepfather!" I blink, stunned. "Huh?" "You heard right. Your stepfather will come pick you up tomorrow while I'm on a plane to Vermont. How does that sound?" Is she serious? What kind of a plan is this? "Mom, please tell me you're joking."

At that moment, I suddenly understood the saying I had seen online, "With a stepmother comes a stepfather" That day, I gathered all of my mother's belongings and took them away. Even if her husband had forgotten her, at least I had not. Even if no one else in the world remembered her, I would. "Now that there's no one left at home to serve us, let's go on vacation to celebrate your mom's pregnancy. We can also use this period to hire some new people," my father said after he calmed down. Queenie and Rosie agreed and happily went upstairs to pack their bags.

Mom was not helping. "Well, I have an appointment I need to catch." Mom said, searching through her purse. "Maybe Damian can take you for your internship." No. No. Please no. "That's not a bad idea, actually." Of course Damian would agree. Mom smiled, glad that I was 'bonding' with my stepfather. Only if she knew what other ways we had bonded.