The Challenge 6: Making Amends - Sex Stories

The Challenge 6: Making Amends

... something?” “Some yes. Actually, that’s why I’m here. I’m inviting you over Saturday night. My mom is coming into town this weekend, she wants to see your mom and I figured it’d be great if you came by to see her too,” Marie said. “Uh, well, I’m not sure. I have plans,” Ken lied. “Please? Stop by for lunch. It’ll be nice,” Marie patted Ken’s tattooed forearm. Ken was in no mood to see his mother. They weren’t exactly close. The last time he saw her was a few months prior at Thanksgiving. His mother, Darla, was too drunk to converse with him, much less stay awake. He remembered helping her to her bed, tucking her in. The last thing he saw was Darla drifting off to sleep in a drunken stupor. “I don’t know,” Ken shrugged, glancing at her bottle. “I know the family hasn’t been very close since you and I were teens, but please? My parents are getting older, your mom is getting older, it’d be a great time to reconnect,” Marie said, smiling softly at Ken. Ken looked away from her blue eyes. “I haven’t seen Aunt Janet in awhile.” “I know. She was asking about you. Remember we used to play together all the time as kids? She’d love to see us hang out as adults.” “Alright, well, keep the alcohol away from my mom and I’ll stop by to say hello,” Ken agreed. “Great!” Chapter 2 They made more small talk while she nursed her Corona. He was surprised she remembered where he worked. Ken didn’t charge her for the drink. He closed the bar after Marie left, thinking it was very odd to see her ...

... there. During high school, their lives diverged drastically. Marie was in the popular crowd, going out with friends, going to proms, dating and so on. Ken was the opposite. As much fun they had as kids, running, playing, laughing - when they hit their teen years, they couldn’t be more different. Ken watched his cousin hang out with jocks and cool kids, only giving him a nod or slight wave when they saw each other in the hallways. As he and Marie aged, their family lives became noticeably different. Marie had a great life with her parents. Ken came from a broken home. His mother, in her psychotic ways, drove everyone away. His father left when he was 12. His twin sisters left two years earlier when they were 18. Ken was alone with his mom. Darla drank more and more, becoming clingy to Ken, often begging him not to leave her like everyone else supposedly did. Ken promised he wouldn’t, staying with her until he was 20, and then moving a few miles away to an apartment with some friends. They stayed in touch regularly, but Ken saw less and less of her each year. One of his sisters took over, perhaps out of guilt, attempting to repair a broken relationship. Over time, that sister left her too, moving across the country. Ken’s mother had no one. None of her sisters, besides Janet would talk to her, none of her own children, besides an occasional checkup by Ken, would associate with her. It was all her own doing, her own mistreatment of others, and always playing the overdramatic victim ...