BUMP!! I love the story girly! It's interesting and it's keeps the reader hooked cuz they wanna find out what's gonna happen next. Keep Up The Amazing Work! And update it soon
Thank you guys so much for all the support. You guys are the thing that keeps me writing! If you want to, please spread the word about my story. Also, please don't be one of those people that only reads the story and doesn't post. I love feedback! I am the type of writer that needs to know that people are enjoying my stories or there is no reason to continue.
Honestly, yes. Writing takes a long time for me especially because I want it to be a quality piece instead of one of those emotionless stories that don't have any developing. It requires a lot more thinking than you might imagine.
I'm intrigued by the 'technical' incest. However I always find parents who are so wicked and so ignorant always hard to really believe. I would've believed that she would be kinder. I also really wonder why they'd let their drunkard son run around their house. I think it'd be likely that the girl would be unwilling to even consider she liked him knowing that he's married to her mother, regardless of whether or not they love each other. So in a way, the mother is justified in her anger because her daughter is fucking her husband behind her back. I'd assume she's the kind of person that loves their mom and tries to be good, even if she's horrible, simply because they're meant to come off as the clear good guys. But this is my opinion. I'm interested to see where this whole devious, sinful relationship go.
I know what you mean. I started writing a story i wrote like 6 pages and then people just started forcing me to write and i rushed in it so much that i lost my interest but im thinking about starting it again soon and then gonna post it on here..
I'm about to explain everything a little better by showing Claudia's point of view to show why she is that way. But I think it is justifiable because there are these types of horrible parents in this world. Also, this was a one time thing for Dylan.
@ Sadness - Hun you can always fall in love with the least expected person ever! And he fell in love with her before marrying her mother. I know alot of people that let their son run around the when they're drunk. Also the mother was a slut and bitch to start with. She never really cared for the kids and they were left to care for themselves. But I respect your opinion
Update coming soon. I just had a revelation and I'm really anxious to write it. I can't wait, so I write it now. It'll be up inthe next hour. YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAAYYAYYYYYYYY.
Claudia(Liv's Mom's) Point of View = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = A MEMORY: Edward Matthews. That was his name. The man who had managed to get me pregnant 3 times while he was married. Constantly, he would promise to divorce his wife, take care of me, and live with the children that had already begun to ask questions about why they didn't have a dad like all the other children in their classes. That was all a lie. Everything that he told me, everything that he promised me. But, like an idiot, I didn't let myself believe it when I knew the truth. He was the CEO of a huge company and had the picture-perfect family. Why would he come back for me when he had all that? The truth was that we had been in a relationship long before he had married Diana. If he had felt something real for me, Eddy wouldn't have let me for her. He visited every once in a while to play with the children and give me my monthly check, but I told Benji, Marisa, and Olivia that he was their uncle. I only digested what I wanted to. And that was what made me the way I was. I saw the way my children had started looking at me and how they had begun to treat me. Bearing this kind of burden chipped away at my heart. Something inside me had broken. Recently after I had snapped, my love and patience for my children had diminished into nothing. I slowly descended into believing that it was their fault that I was living this way. If they hadn't lived, Ed wouldn't have left me. They were ugly. They were disgusting. They were disappointing. They weren't the trophy family that he wanted to come home to see everyday. Even if it wasn't them that he had left me for, it was them that kept all the other men from staying with me. Clubbing was my way to try to look for a new beginning but every morning they would leave and never come back. The trend of blaming everything on the kids grew more and more as more men left. Hating them was easier, and that's what I decided to do. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I warned you it would be a little short, but this is all I can give away for now. If I give away too much, everything will be all too obvious.