At first, I didn’t understand what was going on. Mom blushed, her fingers pressed against the phone, as she giggled to some stranger on the other line. Her sweet, seductive tone threw me off, “It’s just a friend,” she said to me, and then continued her conversation. I hadn’t seen her that way in years.
Mom spent most of the evening in her bedroom. She didn’t even come out to eat the pizza she ordered for us. I knocked on her bedroom door, and saw she was on the phone again. She had some sort of silky robe over sexy lingerie, so it was obvious she was up to something. “I’m getting ready, sweetie,” she said sweetly. Ready for what? Dinner? But I didn’t understand…Dad was at work all day. “I’m going to dinner with a friend of mine,” she said. “Yes, it’s a guy.”
“What’s going on, Mom? Just tell me what’s going on,” I said, frustrated and confused. Then her tone changed. “Look…why don’t you just have a seat?” That’s when it all came together. She explained to me that Dad and her weren’t doing so well. “We’re getting separated,” she sighed. Divorced? What? She said that they were going to tell me next week at dinner, but I happened to find out sooner. “You’re actually going to go live with him,” she said.
“You need a father figure. You’re a growing boy, and you’re going to become a man, and there are certain things that I can’t show you, that I won’t know how to talk to you about,” Mom explained. “And not to mention that your dad is going to fight me like hell in court, and I don’t want you to go through that.” So, that was it then? I felt that horrible, sinking feeling in my stomach. It was decided, and I was just stuck doing whatever they wanted me to do.
I begged her not to make me go with Dad, and although she was sincere, there was nothing she could do. “It’s out of my control, you know how your father is,” she said in defeat. In order for the separation to go smoothly, she had to agree to give custody to him; it’s almost as if she hadn’t tried at all.
“It’s time for me to move on,” she said. “I never see your father. He works 70 hours a week. And you know he’s fucking his mistress. Secretary whatever, that twinkie 22 year old blond.”
I was overwhelmed, mad, hurt… How could they do this to me? Was it too selfish to want my family to stay together? For Mom and Dad to be happy together? I left the room filled with emotion, and returned a bit later to find my mom in the kitchen.
Her striped dress hugged her curves, and her sandy blond hair fell onto her shoulders. She sipped on a glass of red wine, and was prepping herself for the big date. “Still going out? I asked. “Yes,” she replied confidentially. Apparently nothing I had talked to her about sank in, and it was time for me to take control.
“Look at this article I found…can you believe this?” I said, holding a brainwashing device in front of her face. She stared at it, and her eyes began to roll and flutter. Everything she knew would erase, and soon, I would be able to rewire her brain. I waved my hand in front of her face, “Mom?”
I told her that she would be my obedient slave, and she replied, “Yes, Master” in a monotone voice. Her eyes stared straight ahead, almost unblinking and utterly emotionless. Her movements were slow, and she become completely mindless…fully capable of being taught how things should really be. And she wouldn’t be going out tonight.
You have to understand…this was the only way to keep my family together. I would make her love Dad again, make her love me–that way she would never leave us.
This clip includes: Nikki Brooks, Aiden Valentine, mom/son, family, son sees mom flirting with a stranger on the phone, realizes she is about to see another guy, mom explains that her marriage with dad is falling apart, tells son that he will be living with his dad, son gets upset, brainwashes mom, device spews out words to rewire her brain
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