All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. The following contains themes of blackmail and coercion, if such content offends you, please do not read. This is an erotic FICTION story, although I have used some of my personal experiences which I've embellished for artistic purposes. This is purely for entertainment and never meant to happen in reality. If you have issues with such kinks, please do not read.
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Part 2
I don't sleep that night, and as the week unfolds, sleep remains elusive. By the time Friday arrives, I'm a wreck. Not only am I grappling with the reality of my baby leaving, but the events of that night with Ben continually replay over and over in my mind. I hate myself. Just looking at myself in the mirror or summoning the strength get out of bed each day has become an arduous task. All I want to do is retreat from the world, to curl up in bed and stay there.
Unfortunately, being a working mom of a teenager ready to flee the nest I don't get to do that. I spend my week working by day and by night I continue my roles of cook, cleaner and personal shopper. The one silver lining for the week is that while Jess, Ian, Eric, and Scott all visit, Ben stays away.
Today marks the beginning of my week off work, and although I knew it would be a challenging day for me, I had been looking forward to having the house all to myself. I had plans to tackle some housework and do a little bit of decorating before indulging in a few days of relaxation, curled up on the couch with a cheesy daytime movie or engrossed in a good book, accompanied by a bottle of wine or two.
All that's gone. I don't want to be alone. I don't want Ben to know I'm here alone. Originally, I planned to accompany Liam, driving with him to drop him off at university before returning home. However, due to the severe lack of sleep, I informed him last night that I wasn't feeling up to it and would prefer to say my goodbyes at the house. Much to my displeasure this seemed to make him very happy.
Finally, my alarm goes off, and I force myself out of bed. I hastily throw on a hoodie and some sweatpants, pulling my hair back into a messy ponytail without even bothering to brush it. With a heavy heart, I head downstairs. Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, I notice Liam's bags are already by the front door. Overwhelmed with emotion, I well up, and tears start streaming down my face almost immediately.
"Are you alright, Mom?" Liam's voice comes from behind me.
I glance around and see Liam walking down the corridor towards me.
"Yes... yes," I stammer as I wipe my nose with my sleeve. "Sorry, son. I knew this was going to be a tough day."
"No, Mom," he replies. "I mean, are you okay? You've not been yourself all week."
I wipe my nose again before wiping my eyes with my other sleeve.
"Sorry, I...I...It's just I'm going to miss my baby..." I stammer as I burst out crying.
I'm emotionally, psychologically, and physically exhausted, struggling to hold it together. Liam walks up to me, places his arms around me, and gives me a big hug.
"I know mom," he replies reassuringly. "But I'll be back in like six or seven weeks and then again at Christmas. It'll be like I've never been gone."
"I know," I reply. "It's just hard...I've seen you every day for the last eighteen and a half years..."
I breakdown again burying my head into his chest as I squeeze him tight.
"Come in the kitchen," he says calmly. "I'll make you a coffee."
He guides me into the kitchen and gently sits me down at the breakfast bar.
We spend a few hours talking, and for a sad morning, it's surprisingly comforting. If it weren't for him glancing at his phone to check the time every few minutes, I could almost forget that he is leaving.
Then comes a knock at the door. Liam stands up, and I feel a lump form in my throat. The moment I've been dreading has arrived. He gives me another tight hug, as I wrap my arms around him intent on never letting him go.
"I love you mom," he says.
I find myself speechless, burying my head into his chest one last time. Desperately, I try to hold back the flood of emotions, but it feels like I'm on the verge of bursting. All I can manage is a silent nod as tears stream down my cheeks.
I hold onto him for as long as I can, savouring the moment, before he kisses me on the top of the head and gently pulls away. His smile doesn't quite mask the sadness in his eyes as he attempts to put on a brave face.
"Come on," he says, while giving me the nod to follow.
I follow him to the front door, watching him gather up his belongings. He slings his backpack over his shoulder, grabs his suitcase, and opens the door. As it swings open, I immediately spot Jess and Scott standing at the bottom of the garden path, engaged in conversation. Their conversation quickly stops as they notice Liam walking out the door, prompting them to rush towards him. Jess with her big infectious smile leading the way before throwing her arms around him.
"Big day," Jess says as she pulls away.
"Yeah," Liam replies, his emotions evident in his choked response.
"Well, give it a few minutes, Ben and Eric are on their way to say goodbye," she adds.
"Cool," he replies.
Hearing Ben's name immediately fills me with dread. I can't help but think, "What do I do? I can't just lock myself away in the house. Liam's leaving. I have to be here to wave him off. Everything has to appear normal. But at the same time can I really cope with Ben being here."
"Here, mate, I'll take those," Scott says, grabbing Liam's luggage.
"Cheers, bud," Liam replies. "There are a few more in the house."
As Scott slings Liam's thinks into his car, the sound of an approaching engine catches my attention. Peering out of the doorway, I spot Eric's small red Fiat making its way down the road. I feel myself go rigid as I spot Ben in the passenger seat as the car pulls up behind Scott's car.
"Mom!" Liam's shout startles me.
I look up at him in surprise.
"Hmm?" I respond still trying to find my bearings.
"Are you ready?" He asks.
I have a sudden realisation, "this is it" as I watch Liam walk down the garden path. As he does, I notice Ben and Eric climbing out of the car. Ben locks eyes with me, a knowing and smug smile creeps across his face, a smile you do when you know you got something over someone.
I look away in disgust, determined not to let it taint my final moments with Liam. He approaches Ben and Eric, warmly embracing them with a big smile on his face, blissfully unaware that one of his supposed friends has betrayed him.
Scott completes loading the luggage into the car and shuts the door before joining the group. As he does, Jess walks in my direction.
"Are you alright, Lillian?" She asks softly as she approaches.
With a caring gesture, she puts her arms around me in a warm embrace.
"Yes, sweetheart," I reply. "It's just a tough day."
"You look exhausted," she replies.
"Yeah, I haven't been getting much sleep," I admit with a sigh. "Been dreading today, I guess."
"That's understandable," she replies. "But don't worry, I'll still visit you all the time."
"Thank you," I reply. "I'll look forward to it."
Liam separates from the boys, strolling back to the end of the path and casting a glance in my direction. With a gentle nod of his head, I understand it's time. Jess looks at me with a sympathetic look.
"Come on," she says softly, extending her arm for me to link onto.
I link my arm through hers and hold onto her as we step out onto the path. I can feel myself shaking the closer we get to the group. I don't know what's worse, saying goodbye to my little boy or being so close to Ben.
As I approach Liam smiles and raises his hand. He puts it around the back of my neck while sliding his body in between me and Jess, wrapping his arm around her as he does.
"Come on," he says. "I'll be home in six or seven weeks... It'll be alright."
"I know..." I reply with a sniffle. "I'm...I'm just sick of waiting for you to leave so I can get on clearing out your room."
I try to laugh but can't hold back any longer. I burst out crying, burying my head into his shoulder. I feel Liam's other hand wrap around me, and he gives me a big hug.
"Come on, Lillian," Jess says softly. "It'll be alright."
She also joins in on the hug. I don't want to let go, but I know the longer the moment lasts, the harder it's going to be. I squeeze him for one last big embrace, relishing the last few precious seconds before patting him on the chest.
"You should go," I say as I reluctantly pull away.
I watch as he wipes a tear from his eye and clears his throat.
"Yeah..." he chokes. "I'll see you soon."
He steps away before turning and walking over to the car. Jess keeps her arm around my shoulder as we watch Scott and Liam climb into the car. Scott starts the car, as Liam winds down the window.
"I'll call you tonight, Mom," he shouts from the window before looking towards Ben and Eric. "Let me know when you guys are coming down, and we'll hit the town, alright?"
"Yeah, yeah, will do," Eric replies. "We were talking about it earlier. It'll probably be in three weeks."
"Yeah, that's fine with me. I'll see you then," he replies.
The car slowly begins to pull away.
"See you, Jess," he shouts as he sticks his arm out the car and waves. "Love you, Mom."
I remain silent, forcing a smile and a wave while Jess provides support. I watch as the car makes its way down the street before disappearing out of sight as it turns onto the main road.
"Are you okay, Lillian?" Jess inquires gently.
"Yeah," I respond with a sigh.
