Jennifer Aniston - Mother Imagine Stories

Exhausted

Hii! I hope you're doing fine <3
This story is gonna be a bit different than usual, Jen won't be all lovely and sweet (like I imagine she would be). Her relationship with Y/N is gonna be a bit more complex <3

Age: 14-16
TW: yelling, arguing, cursing +18, bad relationship with parents.

You'd think being a nepo baby is nice and fun, right? But not really. Not when your mom only focus on her job and on herself and takes all her stress out on you. You barely get to spend some time with her, and when you do it's fighting and arguing. She is really nice to everyone else but you. You actually feel like a burden to her. Everything you say turns into a big deal.  You rarely have a nice conversation and you're just so tired of it.

It's a casual monday afternoon, you just left from school. You get home and walk in and leave your backpack next to the door to go get some water. You find your mom sitting on the couch with her glasses on while reading her script. She turns to you when you walk in and leave your backpack on the floor.

"Nah-ah, Y/N!" She says and you're a bit confused about what she's talking about.
"I'm sorry?" you ask so she will explain but you already know it's gonna be a lecture about something you did that she didn't like.
"Your backpack. My living room is not a trash can where you can just come and drop your junk off. Pick it up and take it to your room" she says with a serious look on her face.
"Oh I only left it here so I can go get a glass of water, I'm gonna take it to my room soon"
"No, you won't. You'll forget just like you forget all of your responsibilities"

And there she goes, with her never ending lectures that you're exhausted from hearing about.

"Okay" you get your backpack from the floor and walk towards your room's direction with it.

"Hold on a sec, you went with THAT outfit to school?" your mom says while you're leaving the room. You turn around to face her.
"Yeah, what's the matter with it? It's a hoodie and jeans, it's not like I'm committing any crimes" you say calmly.
"Watch the way you speak to me, young lady. I don't like that hoodie. It's old and dirty and it should probably be falling apart by now. You make me spend thousands of dollars on new clothes only to wear this old thing? Maybe I should get all the new clothes you got last month and donate them since you don't really wear them and rather wearing something old"
"I'm sorry, it was cold and it was the first one I saw near me. And it's not old and not dirty, it's just the way it looks. And I do wear all of the clothes you get me and I'm really grateful for them"
"Oh are you?" she says looking at you with one eyebrow raised.
"I'm sorry, am I what?" you say as you are a bit confused about what she's talking.
"Grateful?" Your mom says while still looking at you with one eyebrow raised and you let a small sigh out as she continues to speak "Because I don't think you are. You don't seem to be. And why are you sighing? Because you're too spoiled to hear some facts?"

You usually don't snap at her, you're really calm and take a lot of the things she says to you. But this time you're really exhausted. You have your finals coming up this week and you're stressed because it's just too much going on at the moment. And she called you spoiled, something you're definitely not. You don't like to be called things you are sure you are not. It doesn't even take one more word for you to snap at her this time.

"Spoiled? Oh so now you're telling me I'm spoiled? I'm sorry but I'm the one who has to sit here and listen to you while you throw ALL your crap on me. I don't know if you're aware of the fact that I'm a fucking human being. You have feelings, I do too. You're stressed, I am too. You are exhausted, I am too. You don't get to tell me I'm spoiled when you don't even know who I am because you're too busy working or yelling at me. You don't see me, you never did. All you see is my mistakes and flaws, you never see anything good that I do and I'm just so tired of it. You have no idea how many times I've wished I had a normal life. People say 'oh it must be so cool to be Jen Aniston's kid' every time they talk to me, but little do they know you treat me like crap because you love your work more than you love your daughter. I love you so much but I'm really really exhausted so can you please just spare me for today?"

Jen's speechless with your words, considering you rarely snap and speak that way to her. She listens to you and her face only shows anger.

"Oh fuck you, kid! Fuck you!"

"Excuse me, what did you just say?" you say very surprised that she just said those words to you. At this point your eyes were full of tears already.

"I did just say fuck you! And I mean how fucking dare you talk to me like that? I gave you my love, my life, my body! I gave birth to you! I broke my fucking vagina with that big fucking head of yours! How fucking dare you say I don't see you because I'm working? Or that I love my work more than I love you? I worked my ass off to get where I am. Because I wanted it. I wanted to be something and to mean something in this world. Life isn't easy. You're young, you'll see what I'm talking about. So never ever say anything about my job again. Never say that I'm stressed because I'm working or that I don't see you because I'm busy yelling at you again"

"Oh fuck you, mom!" you say as you middle finger her and walk to your room and slam your door a burst into tears. Your dad was getting out of the room when he heard you slamming your door so he went to check on you. He walks to your room and knocks.

"P-please, just leave me a-alone" you say in the middle of the hiccups and all the crying.
"It's dad!" he says "can I come in?"
"F-fine" you say and he walks in.
"Hey, what happened?" he says while sitting on your bed and pulling you for a tight hug immediately.
"M-m-mom hap-pened" you say sobbing.
"Aw, love. I'm so sorry" he keeps hugging you tight to let you know he is there for you "look at me" he says after 2 min. and you look at him "inhale" he inhales for you to inhale with him and you do so "now exhale" he exhales and you exhale with him. He holds your hands and then wipes your tears away "I'm here for you" he says and pulls you for a hug again.
"T-thank you, daddy" you say feeling safe in his arms "I love you"
"I love you more" he kisses your head while still hugging you.

THE ENDDDD.
I know Jen would never say those things or act like this. And did you notice a small TMS speech? 👀 LMK! Ilyyy

I was so excited to post this one for some reason tho!! I had it ready for a while now!!