Coping With The Family

Chapter 8: Lisa's Confession (Slight 🍋)

Lisa chuckles, but I could've sworn I saw her blushing.

I walk over to the cart and see that she added things like chips, pasta, fruit... Alcohol?

Y/N: "...Ma, I thought you quit drinking."

Lisa stammers. "I-I didn't say I'd quit, I said I'd stop abusing it. Besides, most of it's for Selah."

Y/N: "Selah doesn't drink wine..."

Lisa: "That doesn't matter, I'm the adult here, I can make my own decisions and do whatever I want."

Lisa scoffs.

Y/N: "Jeez, okay. I was just concerned, that's all."

Lisa looks down. "...I know... Sorry."

She grabs some vegetables and puts them in the cart.

Lisa: "Let's just finish up so we can go home."

I nod.

- Later -

You are now on your computer playing League Of Legends.

Your mind wanders to earlier when your mom got defensive about the alcohol.

You gasp realizing it's 12:42 a.m., and that you haven't heard from her since you guys walked in with the groceries.

Y/N: "Shit!" You shout as you quickly turn off your computer and head to her room.

You open the door and see that it's empty.

You run to Mika's door and knock.

Mika: "What?!" She shouts from the other side of the door.

Y/N: "Where's mom?"

Mika: "I don't know... Check her room!"

Y/N: "I did!"

Mika: "Well then I don't know, now leave me alone I'm trying to sleep!"

You back away from Mika's door and think.

Y/N: "...The entertainment room!"

You run downstairs to the gym, where the entertainment room is connected to it.

You open the door of the entertainment room, it's Japanese theme was always welcoming.

You frown upon seeing your mother sitting on the floor in front of a small table, her face on the table, as she's unmoving.

There's a half-filled cup of wine next to her, as well as several empty bottles scattered across the floor.

Y/N: "Jesus Christ Lisa."

Lisa groans. "...Dooooooon't callllll meeeee byyyyyyy myyyyyy reeeeaaaalllll nameeeeee." The woman slurs as she raises her head from the table.

Y/N: "Just how much did you drink?"

Lisa suddenly starts crying.

Lisa: "I... Dooon't know... I-I'm sorry."

You kneel beside her and rub her back.

Y/N: "It's okay mom, I'm here."

She makes eye contact with you, her face red from drunkenness.

Then, she hazily hugs you, the weight from her body almost making the two of you fall.

She begins to cry harder and louder.

Lisa: "Pleeeaaaseee don't leave meeee Y/NNNNN! I can't looosee my only boy..."

Y/N: "Shh... It's okay mom. I'm here to stay."

Lisa: "I'm so scaredddd to loseee you to some... Hoe!"

You're at first taken aback by her language, but push it off and continue to comfort her.

Lisa: "I need a lot of thingsssss, Y/N."

Lisa pulls away from you and clutches her head.

Lisa: "Y'know... Do I look different?"

You tilt your head slightly confused, her words weren't being slurred anymore.

Y/N: "Yeah, you do. A good different."

Lisa giggles like a little girl. "...What about my body?"

You almost choke.

Y/N: "Mom, relax, you're drunk."

Lisa: "No... I don't mean it like that..." Lisa burps as she slowly lifts her shirt.

You quickly look away.

Lisa: "Y/N, just look..."

You slowly turn back to her, and gulp.

Lisa: "How are they?"

Y/N: "Mom... You-"

Lisa: "...Touch them."

Lisa inches closer to you.

Y/N: "No, mom. I can't. You're drunk."

Lisa: "You know what they say about being drunk... Your true feelings come out."

Y/N: "Uh... What?"

Lisa lunges at you... The two of you... Kiss.

She closes her eyes while yours remained widened.

You quickly pull away from her and cough.

Y/N: "M-Mom?!"

Lisa grabs your hands and guides them to her chest, causing you to grab her breasts.

Lisa: "Mmm... You remind me of him..."

You quickly pull back yet again, not knowing what to say.

Y/N: "Mom, you're upset, and I get that... But, you just kissed me!"

You truly didn't want to feel like you were using her, so you had to stop her.

Lisa: "B-But-!"

Y/N: "I don't think of you that way... And I don't want to..."

...Are you lying to yourself?

Lisa gasps as she covers her mouth. "What have I done?!" She shouts while crying. "Y/N, I'm so sorry!"

You clench your fists and look to the ground.

Then, you leave.

Her cries echo through the house as you walk upstairs and reach your room.

...Was that the right thing to do?