Drunk Mom Novels & Stories

his mum asked, "I was with Tolu and I slept in his house, when I woke up I realized that time has gone, and I had hangovers" Zack explained, "Despite that, you have someone in your life, you are still drinking into a stupor," Zack's mum says, "why don't you change for her sake" ?" she asked, " and you 'Tara, I haven't seen changes in my son, what happened, you are there with him in the house, you can't make him barb his hair and beard, you can't stop him from drinking, I don't know how you could be comfortable sleeping on this bed with this kind of hair and beard in his body" ?" she asks, "and almost a month, I haven't seen any changes, why?" Zack's mum asked,

Thalia “Mom?” I shouldn’t have drunk a lot, even my voice sounded weird to me. “It’s three pm in the afternoon, have you been drinking?” Trust my mom, nothing gets past her. “Mom, I am an adult so I can do whatever I want.” I slurred. “What is wrong with you? Why do you have to be such a thorn in our flesh? What did we do wrong to birth? How did we go wrong raising you?”

"Look, I know she overreacted the last time. She's my mom, okay? I know firsthand how homophobic she is and can be, but she's not gonna be around for a long time so let's just be her family until it's over." I'm sighing again, relief flooding me as I think of how lucky I am. She made everything sound so easy. I truly have one of the best moms in life. "Is she… still drinking?" "Heavily and it's concerning. No one can get her to stop. I can't believe at her age, she's getting addicted to alcohol." My thoughts flashed to Bryan and I shudder. He's definitely not going to live very long too. "Maybe she's just too heartbroken that her grandson is gay-" I shrugged.

"I couldn't reach you. I couldn't call you. I went everywhere looking for you. Everywhere." "Oh come on, Maddison. You're not a child anymore." As if she even cared then. "You're a grown ass woman and I'm allowed to have fun." She stepped closer. And the smell of alcohol assaulted my nostrils. Strong and sour. It made my eyes water even more. "You're drunk right now? Really? Are you ever sober?!" The tears started spilling down my cheeks. "Just a few drinks, baby. Never hurt anyone." I clutched my chest. Fingers digging in. Like if I pressed hard enough I could hold all the broken pieces together. "You're hurting me, Mom! You're fucking hurting me!"

"I'm not drunk, Mom. I had a few beers. Less than half-a-dozen all night. I'm sorry about the other night, I don't usually do that, but I just needed to unwind a little." "You're twenty years old. If you got caught driving drunk, it could ruin your future, baby," Mom said, leaning toward me anxiously. "I know we had this talk after your freshman year. You wouldn't have a curfew, and I'd try not to butt in too much. I'm just worried."

💘A month later💘 Jace Pov It has been a month since the stupid incident happened and now my mouth smelt of alcohol which I drink a lot. "Jonathan "my mom called behind me I answered vividly although I was drunk a little "yes mom" "I thought I told you not to drink again"she walked towards me and snatched the bottle from me hands. Her face with an expression that I am clearly used to... "mom! "I groaned "don't mom me"i yelled and swiftly moved out of my room

Mom stands her legs trembling and body shaking. He lets go of her hair and wraps his hand around her neck from behind. His other hand tugs on her chin. "Shhh…" he coos. "It's okay now." He places a rough kiss on her lips. He breaks the kiss and pushes her back to the ground. "Wait…you're drunk. Don't go out right now." Mom pleaded with him. He spits on her and walks out slamming the door behind her. I run to mom and wrapy arms around her.

13th West Lexington Hills was not a home, it was just a luxurious building where he goes to sleep. He hung his keys on the key rack, his eyes wandered to see if anyone was around. The house staff was nowhere to be seen, his mom was probably in her room too. The place was back to the way it was after the party on Saturday which left a trail of chaos and turned it upside down. But he was used to it. He walked into the dining room to get some water from the fridge. That's when he saw his mom laying unconscious on the floor, her glass was inches away from her hand, and whatever liquor inside it had spilled beside her.

Era My life was like my bedroom wall—plain and boring. I'd never have a boyfriend, no sex life, never had experienced the excitement of a bustling nightlife. Mom's strict and conservative nature was responsible for everything. It was really distressing! Until one day... "I got my promotion!" Mom exclaimed as she entered the living room. She took off her heels, walked through the kitchen, and reached for the fridge. She was holding a glass of brown liquor in her hand when she exited the kitchen. So it was a celebration. Unfortunately, she won't allow me to drink yet.

"Why does my head feel it's been through hell and back" I groaned holding it delicately. "Young lady you have a lot of explaining to do" mom said holding a cup of water and two pills that I took from her. "What happened?" "Well you got drunk and thankfully Mr Slovac's son had brought you home" "He did!" I cringed in pain looking discreetly at mom as she did the same as well. "Yes and fortunately for you, your grounded for a week"