Bad mommy

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When my dad and I got back to the house, Mia wasn't there.

My dad slowly shacked his head.

My mom said that it was for the best since she was nothing more then trash.

Every time I had brought a girl here, my mom always insulted them.

I called Mia.

"Mia, where are you?"

"I'm on my way home, Noah."

"Why?"

"Ask your mom."

She hang up.

I went in to the living room.

"Mom, what did you do?"

"What in earths name are you talking about?"

"What did you say to Mia?"

"I simply explained that she's in a lower position then you and that I wouldn't allow you to be with her for your own good."

"You have nothing to do with who I'm with."

"I'm your mother. Of course I have the right!"

"I'm leaving. Sorry, dad. I'll talk with you some other time."

"Noah, don't be absurd! I did it for YOU."

I didn't answer and grabbed my bag.

"Bye, dad."

"Bye, son

I left the house.

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