Forlealelea Ch. 08

Chapter 8: Goodbye

Vanessa didn't wake up until the afternoon. Her head was pounding and her body was aching. She stumbled down the stairs to find her son in the kitchen making breakfast. "Hey honey." She said in a croaked voice.

"Good morning Mom." Rick said in an enthusiastic voice.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Cooking you food."

"Oh thanks sweetie, but I'm not very hungry." She held her head hoping that the banging would stop. "Have you seen my phone?"

"Yeah, you left it on the counter up front when we came home."

"Thanks." she grabbed her phone and checked her messages. Austin had called several times and left a few text messages.

Message 1: "How'd it go last night? Run into any problem with the guys? :]"

Message 2: "Are you home yet?"

Message 3: "Call me."

Message 4: "I got a meeting. I'll call you later tonight. Love you."

"Wow, I overslept." Vanessa thought to herself. She sent a quick "Ok. I love you too." text before putting down her phone.

Rick handed her a smoothie. "I heard this helps with hangovers."

"Thanks. Sorry, but what happened last night?" Vanessa asked taking her drink to the couch and lying down.

"Well what do you remember?" Rick asked wondering if she thought anything was suspicious.

"I just remember dancing with you. Then everything goes dark from there. What happened?"

"I don't know mom. You drank a lot. I had to take you home and that was it."

"Oh. I'm so sorry honey. I messed up your birthday."

"It's okay mom. I had a fun time."

"But I feel really bad. How can I make it up to you?" She asked looking at him. "!" another opportunity Rick thought to himself.

"Maybe we can do something later when you feel better."

"Thanks. I really need today off. My head and body is killing me. Oh, did you meet any girls?" His mom teased.

"No..." Rick said with a lower tone, "pretty much got shot down all night."

"I'm so sorry honey. It'll get better I promise."

"Why don't you take a bath and relax?"

"Really? Thanks honey. I'll be up in a few hours ready to go." Vanessa headed upstairs to her room. After finishing her bath, she quickly fell asleep again. Rick tip toed upstairs to check on his mother. Upon seeing his mother laying there he was very tempted to try something but knew that this time it would be different. He stood there watching her sleep knowing that this woman would never willingly give her body to her son. Rick started crying knowing that she belonged to Austin. She was even a happy a complete human when she was with him. Rick could never have Vanessa how Austin had her. She loved both the men, but in very different ways. Feeling such despair he knew that there were no other options left. The woman he loved would never be his. It was simple. He didn't want to torture her anymore. He had slightly matured to the point where he was able to leave his mother once and for all. He went to his room and packed his things making a very quiet exit.

When Vanessa awoke it was already night time. She checked her phone and had saw that she had missed another call from her husband. 'Damnit,' I overslept again. Her hangover was gone, but her body still ached. She limped out of bed making her way downstairs. There were a few dishes wrapped in foil. The plates were labeled "The best mom in the world." She smiled at the thought. It was the first time Rick had given her anything. "Honey?" she called out to the empty house. But no one called back. She went upstairs to Rick's bedroom but didn't see him there. Instead everything was neatly organized and very clean. She walked back downstairs wondering where he could have gone. When she sat down at the table, she noticed a small piece of paper laying underneath one of the plates.

It read:

"Dear Mom,

Thank you so much for everything. I want to start off by saying that I'm sorry. I was never a good son to you. I'll probably go to hell for the things that I put you through and for that I'm really sorry. It seems like everyone has always used you except for Austin, he seems like a genuinely good guy that really love you. I know if you stay with him, you'll be happy. Much more than you could ever be with me. Please don't think that this is any of your fault. I'm leaving because I'm finding it harder to control myself around you. Whenever I see you, I still only think of your body. Your thoughts run rampant in my head like a constant stampede of animals. I won't contact you again and I won't see you again. I love you, but this is goodbye.

If you try to find me, know that I won't be your son anymore, but a man looking at a woman that he loves.

Rick"

Her eyes flooded as she finished the last sentence. She couldn't bare the thought of living in a world without her son. His behavior had been exceptionally good lately and she couldn't understand what he meant. She felt as if he had changed, but it was too late for any of that now. Rick was gone.

Her phone rang as she anxiously answered it without seeing the contact. "Hello?" She answered frantically.

"Hey honey. I finally got through to you." Austin said laughing on the other line. She quickly blew her nose and wiped her tears before speaking to her husband.

"Sorry I missed your calls." She said with a breaking voice.

"Is something wrong? Are you crying?"

"No. I'm just in a bad spot." she lied clearing her voice. "Can you hear me now?"

"Yeah. That's a little better. Did anything happen while I was gone?"

"No. Everything's fine. Rick and I had a good time last night." She didn't want to bother her husband with her issues. Not when he was away from home.

"How did it go?" Austin asked a bit excited.

"Sorry honey. I'm actually in the middle of something. Can I call you back?" She asked unable to hold back the tears.

"Before I let you go I need to talk to you."

She put her phone on mute as she cried loudly. The emotions were overwhelming. It was as if Rick had died. She tried her best to compose herself before picking up the phone. "What is it?"

"Well. I'm working on a pretty huge deal over here. It's a 10 year contract. If I get this. I can finally retire. Anyway. The reason I'm bringing it up is because I might need to spend a couple of months over here setting things up. I can visit every once in awhile. How does it sound? Think you can manage?"

Now her husband was abandoning her. Maybe not literally, but it sure felt like it to her. "That's great. Yeah, we'll be fine." her voice started breaking again. "Sorry honey. I really need to go." She said hanging up the phone abruptly cutting off Austin's "I love you."

She cried and cried until there weren't any tears left to cry, then she cried some more. She had never felt so miserable in her life for the next two months. Alone and depressed, she hardly left her bed. Austin said he'd visit, but thing kept happening with the contract that prevented him from leaving.

Finally, two months later Austin returned home. The house was a bit dirty in an unusual way. As if it were abandoned. "Honey? Rick?" Austin hollered to the vaulted ceilings. No one responded.

He walked upstairs and into his room with his luggage in hand. There he found his wife crying in the bed. He rushed over to her, "What's wrong honey?"

She got up quickly wiping away her tears acting as if nothing happened. "Oh, you're home. Sorry, I'll make you dinner."

"Woah, slow down Vanessa. What happened?" He said kneeling down while holding her hands. Vanessa broke down again crying into her husbands chest. "Where's Rick?" he asked curiously.

"Rick left. He said he's leaving forever."

"What? When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me?" Austin was concerned.

Vanessa couldn't tell him the real reason why he left, otherwise she'd have to expose her entire fucked up past. "I don't know. He just left one day." She lied.

It was odd, up until that point Vanessa never lied to her husband, but when it came to Rick, she was willing to lie straight to his face.

"Do you want to go look for him?"

The reason Vanessa was so torn was because she knew that if she wanted Rick back in her life, Rick would no longer be a son, but a man to her. She couldn't bare the thought of her son looking at her with the intent of a man wanting a woman.

"No, it's okay. I'll be okay."

Austin couldn't understand what was happening but he thought it was best just to do as Vanessa asked.

The year following Rick's absence was one filled with misery and depression. With Austin's new contract, he had to eventually move a state away to oversee that the project was being handled. Austin pleaded Vanessa to move with him, but she refused saying that she had to stay at the house in case Rick ever came back. Austin wasn't angry, it just meant it would be a bit of an inconvenience in order to see his wife. They agreed that Austin would visit as often as he could while Vanessa remained at home.

Ever since Rick had left, an unnerving sense of sexual frustration shook Vanessa's body. She masturbated regularly thinking about sometimes her husband, sometimes Frank, and sometimes Rick. She was always disgusted with herself after she finished. She blamed herself but blamed Austin as well. The newlywed phase was over and she could see herself slipping into the same person she was when she was with James.

She had developed an impulsive personality. She would do things because of her body. It was driving her insane. She decided to head out that night. Almost a year had passed since Rick had left. "Today would have been his 22nd birthday. I wonder what he's doing." She dressed up and headed out to the same club that Rick had taken her on his Birthday.

She sat at the same table remembering what it was like. She felt so much happier when both Rick and Austin were in her life. She only drank a little sort of staring off into nothing. She was about to head home when she saw Austin walk in. At first, she couldn't recognize him because of his clothes and style. Rick had changed a lot in a year. He had lost a significant amount of weight, the acne from his face had almost completely disappeared, and he had shaved his head but it suited him very well. The clothes he wore made him even seem more stylish. He had put on a few pounds of muscle as well. Vanessa was shocked, slightly jealous, to see him with a much younger, attractive woman. Vanessa sat there spying on her son slowly consuming alcohol.

Two hours passed before she was completely drunk. She finally made her way downstairs onto the dance floor. Rick was dancing with his woman when his mother bumped into him. "Woah," he shouted looking at his mother. He was shocked to see her. So shocked he couldn't see her hand flying towards him.

She slapped him across the face causing a reaction from the people around them. "Why didn't you ever come home?" Vanessa yelled crying.

"Who the fuck is this bitch?" Rick's lady friend yelled grabbing Vanessa by the hair. "Don't hit my man you old hag."

"Woah. Let go babe." Rick grabbed his girlfriend's arm. When she wouldn't let go he slapped her across the face. "I said let go you dumb bitch." She was shocked holding her face with tears in her eyes.

"We're over asshole," his girlfriend said running off into the crowd.

"You're drunk mom. Let me take you home." He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and carried her to a cab. He arrived at her house and put her to bed leaving a glass of water and aspirin on her night stand. "I'll see you tomorrow morning."

Chapter 8.5: Reunited

She woke up with her head banging. She looked around her room wondering if it was all a dream. She could hear the sound of a sizzling frying pan coming from downstairs. She slowly crept down knowing well that Austin wasn't home. Perhaps a burglar?

She was shocked to see that it wasn't a dream. There Rick was in a pink apron cooking breakfast. He had grown indeed. Somehow, he managed to turn his fat into muscle. She called out to him making sure she wasn't in fact dreaming, "Rick?"

He turned around smiling. He was much more attractive without all that acne and greased balding hair. Who knew what losing a few pounds and cutting your hair could do. "Morning mom. Sit down and have some breakfast."

Her head was still pounding.

He laughed while she held her head. "It's exactly like a year ago. You having a hangover, me cooking breakfast." He put servings on two plates and sat down. "But things are somehow different this time. I missed you."

"Me too," she whimpered. She wanted to cry, yell, sing, but nothing came out of her mouth. Stunned silence as she approached the table. "Why are you here?" she asked wondering if he would leave her again.

"You were drunk mom. I wasn't about to let you go home that wasted. You really shouldn't drink if you can't handle your liquor." He said jokingly. Somehow, something had changed. She still felt her son inside this man sitting before her, but she was also strangely somewhat attracted as well. She quickly tried to shake the thought away.

They sat silently eating their breakfast. When they finished, Rick took the plates to the sink and washed them all. He had turned into such a gentleman. He noticed his mother staring at him as he smiled at her. "Thanks for breakfast mom. I'll be going now."

He started heading towards the door. Vanessa's heart raced thinking that she was losing her son all over again. She craved attention and love. She knew she wouldn't be able to last much longer without a man in the house. She saw her sanity slipping away with each step he took towards that door. Just as Rick was about to open the door his mother stood in front of him. "Are you leaving?" She asked looking sheepishly at her toes like a little girl about to ask out her playground crush.

"Yeah, I gotta work in a few hours."

"Stay." She mumbled under her breath.

Rick laughed, "Come on mom. I need to get going."

"Please," she asked this time as a tear ran down her cheek "don't leave me again." Rick could see that she was serious.

He picked up her chin with his pointer finger curled. "Mom," he looked deeply into her eyes, "do you know what you're asking for right now?"

Tears continued running down her face as she stared back into her son's eyes. "Don't leave," She begged in a soft tone again.

Rick slammed his fist into the wall right behind Vanessa, "Don't fuck with me." He yelled at his mother. "You know what'll happen if I come back?!" Vanessa started sobbing knowing the implications of her request. There was no turning back.

She just nodded and hugged him burying her head into his strong chest. She stopped crying and looked up towards him. She moved her head slowly towards his and pressed her lips against his.

...

The two exploded into a passionate ball of love as they embraced one another thinking only of each other. Ricked lifted her with ease pinning her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around him as she continued to kiss him. He took off his shirt then helped with hers. He grabbed her breasts and unclasped her bra from behind using a single hand. Her perfectly large, fake breasts bounced as he attacked them with his mouth gnawing on them. She groaned in pleasure pulling his head back up to her mouth wanting to taste him even more.

Rick quickly unzipped his pants while still holding his mother up against the wall as Vanessa slid her panties off. He didn't wait a second before shoving his rock hard cock inside of her. She yelped from the deep thrust. It was so warm and filled her perfectly that she came instantly. She tried breathing but it was hard while he pressed her breasts. She wrapped her arms around him and collapsed as he began fucking her while standing up.

A trail of her juices leaked as Rick fuck-carried his mother to the couch. "Oh my god. I'm going to cum again," She screamed pulling Rick into her chest.

"You dirty fucking slut. You just can't live without cock can you?" He said pounding her relentlessly.

"Please don't ever leave me again. Fuck me until I die." She said as her body stiffened and her eyes rolled back.

"I won't ever leave you again mom. Become my woman, and I'll fuck your brains out every day." She laughed like a maniac overcome with bliss from her son's words.

"I'll be your woman. Now and forever. So please don't ever stop fucking me." Rick smiled knowing that his mother was now his. They fucked for the rest of the week like rabbits unable to separate themselves from each other.