yummykyman:

Chapter 9

This is a bit of a short chapter. But I enjoyed writing it. 🙂 That’s all I gotta say. Read it!


“I swear to Abraham, on top of my mother’s grave, Kyle, I raised you to be a sweet, caring young man! Not this brooding teenage stereotype who swears at his mother!”

This has been going on for 30 minutes. I can see Ike out of the corner of my eye watching from the living room. How she managed to drag this on this long, I don’t know. Talking about the same thing for hours is like a talent of hers.

“I don’t know which of your friends compelled you to do this, but you will not act that way to me or any of my family members. Do you understand me?!”

It’s not like she’s not making good points, but I’m probably gonna miss my bus.

“Do you?! Or are you just going to sit there with that blank look on your face?”

“I understand.” I blurt out robotically.

“From now on there will be no more swearing, no more ugly looks and no more goofing around! You are to come straight home for two weeks! You go to school, come home, do your homework and go straight to bed!”

“Yes Ma’am.” A smartass part of me wants to ask if I can eat, breathe or think.

“Now go catch your bus! You’re going to be late for school!” She shoots a sharp manicured finger to the door. I make no expression, I don’t even breathe, because she’s probably gonna think I’m sighing, and boy then she’ll have something to say to me. I’m better off just heading back upstairs to pack up.

“Man, she laid into you.” Ike snickers as he follows me up the stairs.

Continue on FF.net >>
Continue on AO3 >>

I fixed the links >8v

Chapter 9

This is a bit of a short chapter. But I enjoyed writing it. 🙂 That’s all I gotta say. Read it!


“I swear to Abraham, on top of my mother’s grave, Kyle, I raised you to be a sweet, caring young man! Not this brooding teenage stereotype who swears at his mother!”

This has been going on for 30 minutes. I can see Ike out of the corner of my eye watching from the living room. How she managed to drag this on this long, I don’t know. Talking about the same thing for hours is like a talent of hers.

“I don’t know which of your friends compelled you to do this, but you will not act that way to me or any of my family members. Do you understand me?!”

It’s not like she’s not making good points, but I’m probably gonna miss my bus.

“Do you?! Or are you just going to sit there with that blank look on your face?”

“I understand.” I blurt out robotically.

“From now on there will be no more swearing, no more ugly looks and no more goofing around! You are to come straight home for two weeks! You go to school, come home, do your homework and go straight to bed!”

“Yes Ma’am.” A smartass part of me wants to ask if I can eat, breathe or think.

“Now go catch your bus! You’re going to be late for school!” She shoots a sharp manicured finger to the door. I make no expression, I don’t even breathe, because she’s probably gonna think I’m sighing, and boy then she’ll have something to say to me. I’m better off just heading back upstairs to pack up.

“Man, she laid into you.” Ike snickers as he follows me up the stairs.

Continue on FF.net >>
Continue on AO3 >>