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Son for Hire: Chapter 48
🕑 Added 2022-02-15 16:29:44 +0000 UTC“I just wanted to hear your voice.”
“You needed your Mommy tonight. I could hear it.” She pets me. “Something upset you.”
“It was just…I dunno.”
She bites her lips, holding back her emotions, before whispering. “Don’t shut me out baby.”
I realize that I was acting like Eugene, her real son. It tore her up how he had cut her out of his life since moving to University and now here I was doing the same thing. What she didn’t realize though is that it wasn’t her, it was me. I didn’t want to dredge up the trauma buried inside of me because I wasn’t sure if I was strong enough to hear it myself. But…maybe I could just share a little. One memory. I look up at my angel and feel her supple palm on my face. She doesn’t hurry me as I take my time to collect my thoughts and firm up my will.
“I…we…we were looking at some things today.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah.” There’s another long moment of silence as that will I had bolstered was already crumbling. I clear my throat and continue. “We found pictures of my mother and…um…an old painting I made.”
“Oh, a painting. I’d like to see that.”
“I was just little.”
“I want to see it even more.” She says warmly. “What is it?”
“Just me and…Kiki.” I sob. “It was her birthday.”
“Come here my love.” She says, pulling me up into her arms. My tears hadn’t surprised her, how could they? It seemed I wept like a fountain every damned time we saw each other. She didn’t understand why I cried but it didn’t matter. That was the thing about Moms, real Moms, that I was learning. They were there for you without condition or explanation, they were just there.
Burying my face in her breast I let out some tears before continuing through shuddering breaths. “She came home drunk…she had a guy with her…” I sniffle. “…it was the first time I yelled at her…and the last time.”
“You yelled at your mother?”
I nod. “I screamed. She said Kiki could have a cake and presents but….she forgot! I was so mad. I was so mad at her. It was Kiki’s birthday! She ruined Kiki’s birthday. She promised. I wanted to see Kiki blow her candles out.”
“Awww baby.”
“I hit her. I hit her right in the face and cut her lip.”
“Oh!”
“The guy left. He didn’t want to deal with screaming kids. She was furious! She was so angry.” I shudder. “So angry.”
“Aw baby.” She cradles me as if to shield me from this monster of the past.
“She hit me a couple of times but…” My eyes pressed tight shut I could see the scene as clear as if it happened yesterday. “…but Kiki…she fought her. She protected…me.” I let out long sob. “She got hurt real bad Mum. Real bad.”
“Oh my God. I am so sorry.”
Opening my eyes I retreat back to the present, the memory just too painful to linger in. “I could only watch it happen. I saw it. I couldn’t…stop it. I was too scared, too small, too…weak.”
“No.” Mom whispers. “You were not weak my love. You were just a child.”
I swallow hard and sniffle, the tears were easing. “Kiki still has a scar on her back from that night.” My voice goes dark. “Mother’s birthday present.”
“That woman was no mother.”
I look up again to Evelyn and bask in her radiant energy. I let out a self-pitying laugh. “God…you must be regretting getting involved in this fucked up family.”
“Not a chance.” She replies.
“Anyway, seeing that painting and those pictures.” I hug tight to her soft body. “It brought some stuff out. Since I met you…I’ve started thinking about those old days again. I don’t know why.” I sigh, my head pillowed by her bosom. “Thank you for answering. It meant a lot, just to hear you.”
“Anytime my prince. I’m only a phone call away.”
“Yeah.”
We fall quiet. I’d gotten what I needed to off of my chest and shared my burden, words weren’t needed anymore. She holds me, she strokes me, she mends me. When our embrace parts I was feeling sleepy yet deeply rejuvenated. The magic of her touch never failed to humble me.
“Baby.” She lays me down and gazes down on me with a tender concern about me that I’d seen before. “These are powerful emotions we’re playing with.”
“I know.”
“I’m not a therapist.”
“Me neither.”
“Just…if our Mommy kink is a problem for you…if it’s ever too much to handle…”
“No!” I take her hand and kiss it. “I need my Mommy.”
“I can be your Mommy Domme. I can be your lover. I can just be your friend. It doesn’t have to be everything my pet.”
“I need my Mommy!” I pout.
She smiles a warm gentle smile and pinches my pouting bottom lip. “If it’s ever too much, I’ll understand.” She kisses me. “I love you. That will never change.”
“Love you.”
“I should go.” She says. “Alan is a deep sleeper but…” She sighs. “I should go. Would you like a lullaby?”
I shake my head and rub my face. “I’ll walk you down.”
“Oh, that’s not…”
“You don’t know this neighborhood.” I cut her off. “I’ll walk you down.”
She grins. “Alright then.” We hug and get up off of the bed. I turn the light on and throw on some clothes as Evelyn looks about my room with a polite curiosity. “This is…nice.”
“It’s a shit hole.” I say the straight up truth.
She laughs. “Well, only two more sleeps.”
“Thank God.”
We walk out and she unexpectedly stops at Kiki’s door and knocks. After a moment Kiki opens up. “Booty call all done?”
Without a word Evelyn pulls my sister into a big mommy-style hug. Kiki stiffens up and looks at me surprised and confused. I just chuckle and shrug. Mom then plants a kiss on the side of Kiki’s curly haired head and says emphatically. “You are a good girl.”
This leaves Kiki baffled and me giggling. Leaving my sister perplexed we slip our shoes on and head downstairs. Evelyn stays close to my side, her hands holding to my arm. She didn’t say anything but I could tell that she loved the fact that I was escorting her down, her gallant boy watching out for her safety. She made me feel brave and strong inside despite it being such a minor thing. Besides one suite where an argument was going on the building was otherwise still and quiet.
“I hope your car’s okay.” I say as I open the door from the stairwell to the main floor hall. “Where did you park.”
“I have a cab waiting.” She says.
“A cab?” She’d had a fare running this whole time!? “Aw geez, I didn’t know.”
“Don’t worry about it. It was worth it.” She says. “I wasn’t about to leave my car parked around here this time of night, no offense.”
“None taken.” I laugh. Mom might be a tad sheltered out there but she was no dummy.
I walk as proud as any man had ever been with a woman on his arm. The streetlight out front flickered, trash blew on the breeze and the driver was currently leaning on his cab talking to one of the local street walkers but for me it was a grand exit as I escort my fine lady from my palace out to her waiting carriage. The driver flicks his cig off into the darkness and hurries back to the driver’s seat. The hooker nods at me as she turns to begin another strut down the block. “Hey Donny.”
I nod back. “Hey Krystal.”
I walk Evelyn to her car and open the door for her. “Ma’am.”
She is grinning from ear to ear as she accepts my gentlemanly gesture. Taking my free hand she lowers into the back seat. With a wink she says. “See you soon my prince.”
“It will feel like an eternity my Queen.”
I could almost hear the cab driver roll his eyes at our corny display. I close the door and watch the car disappear into the night. I take deep breath of the grimy city air and slowly let it out. I turn and walk back into the rundown old building that would be home for just another couple of days. Back at the suite Kiki is waiting for me, arms crossed and a big impish grin on her face.
“What?” I say, though I can’t hide my smile.
“Mom?” She jibes.
I tilt my head. “Mom? What?”
“You called her Mom.”
“I did not.”
“Yes you did.” She points at me. “You called Evelyn Mom.”
Shit…I did to. When I first opened the door and she surprised me it was the first thing from my lips. “Well…she’s my Sugar Mamma, you said so yourself.”
“Nuh uh.” She giggles. “That’s not how you said it. You are so naughty!”
“Shut up!” I hurry past her. “Go to bed. We have a lot of work to do tomorrow.”
Kiki is still giggling as I shut my room door and flop down on my bed. My spirit at peace, my heart full, a weight lifted from my mind, and Evelyn’s lovely aroma still subtly lingering in the air I close my eyes and drift off into a deep sleep.
