Your Momma So Short Novels & Stories

That was why she still hadn't realized that her mother was gone. However, Yelena wasn't the type to reflect on herself, so that left all of the blame squarely on Phillip. "You've enjoyed so much, but that all comes at a price. Do you seriously think she loves you so much that she can't live without you? Those few seconds earlier? That was probably the peak of your life right there. I wish you luck!" Yelena was completely oblivious to what I said to Phillip. "Impossible! There's no way Mom is dead! She's definitely fine! I'm heading back to see her now. I'm going to bring her here and have her listen for herself what her beloved son-in-law is saying about her!"

Right away, I felt so much better. Just then, Mom suddenly pushed the door open. Seeing us chatting away, she plopped herself down right next to me without a second thought. Every alarm in my head went off, so I warned her, "Mom, we're just talking. Could you maybe step out?" But Mom acted like she hadn't heard a word. She took Karla's hand and studied her face closely. "Your cheekbones are so pronounced, and you've got no flesh on your cheeks. That's the face of someone with a short life. You really shouldn't come over so much anymore. I'm afraid you might bring bad luck to Tiffany."

Just not to Mom. I went on a shopping spree, making a show of splurging. After dropping tens of thousands of dollars on bags without a second thought, I dined at a place where it cost more than a thousand dollars a meal as if it were nothing. On the flip side, Mom was living a miserable life. Christy made a split-screen comparison. On one side, I was walking into luxury stores, spending money like it was water. On the other side, Mom was digging through trash cans by the street.

Jace instantly froze from the counterattack. I quietly sighed in relief. Looks like I was still the better player here. The mood turned weirdly awkward, so I quickly laughed it off. "I'm not trying to seduce you, okay? Don't say scary stuff like that again... If your mom finds out, I'll lose my ten properties, and I probably won't survive in Bayford either... You know I had a rough life growing up—" "Enough!" Jace finally snapped out of my nonsense and put his cold expression back on. "Are you eating or not? If not, get out."

I couldn't afford to go. I switched off the screen and pulled myself back into the dark. Whatever happiness belonged to normal college students, it wasn't mine to have. I had a dream that night. Dad, a man I'd only ever seen in financial magazines, stood over Mom after knocking her to the ground. "Diane Sutherland, you and that hick son of yours are nothing but a couple of freeloaders, always crawling back with your hands out."

Any shred of happiness on Chris’ face began to fade as he muttered, “Grandpa and Grandma don’t like Momo. They said my mommy was a bad woman, so they think Momo isn’t a good kid too. They also said Momo is a jinx and won’t live past the age of eight...” Charmine’s heart wilted at the sight of a saddened Momo. She quickly carried Momo into her arms and said, “My Momo is the cutest and most obedient baby in the world. If they don’t like my Momo, it means they have problems with themselves. Of course, my Momo can surely recover. God loves Momo as Mommy does. He’ll surely let you live for a hundred years. Let’s not listen to what people say about us, okay?”

Mom: if you claim you love this girl, then do what would make her happy Me: what if I can't. Mom: what if you can? I sighed Me: should I make you proud? She smiled Mom: at least, for once. Make momma proud by doing the right thing I chuckled quietly

No, I spit out. After spending half an hour watching a comedy movie, Mom comes downstairs. She's wearing a knee-length dress, platform sandals and her hair down. "I'm ready." She mumbles. Kayler and I stand up. She doesn't look so bad, and I think I'll actually listen to the moron next to me and let Mom be happy. She deserves it. "I see where Carolina got her charm." He flattered her. Did he really say that? Mom just stared at him with an adoration that was like... Jealousy.

"Not bad for an old lady." "You are so beautiful, Mom." "Thank you, Carl." She said as spread her trim legs, giving me a total view of her. That night I didn't see much, now she was all there. Mom doesn't shave or trim, like Ashley. She's blonde and it's real cute, all tawny and furry. I could see her pussy, the lips big and wet. Fukin' A, man. I reached for my shorts, Mom put her hand on mine, stopping me and touching my bulge.

I explained in a small voice. "Miscounted?" Mom spat, interrupting me. "You're the only one who didn't get anything. She was probably annoyed that you were trying to get one. Why must you be so greedy? You're so embarrassing! Will you only be satisfied when everyone ridicules me for raising such a greedy daughter?" A wave of stress crashed into me. I dug my nails into my arms and scratched myself until my skin turned raw and bloody. However, I didn't feel even an ounce of comfort.