Episode 2: Part 1

It hasn't been long since Margret returned home, when she heard the front door open and someone walk in the house.

From the living room, she craned her neck to see who exactly was the person.

"Honey!"

She found that the person was none other than Ryan, so she called him. But Ryan seemed to be tired and headed straight to his room.

'Did something happen?'

A question of worry formed in her mind. Margret stared at the staircase.

'No. Ryan is already big enough to keep secrets from me now. He should have many things to think about. I can only try to talk to him.'

Margret sighed and shifted her eyes back on the television which was screening the news. Every once in a while, new matters would come out in these news channels.

"Ryan, he, no. I have to give him his private space. Later at dinner I will talk with him."

In Margret's eyes, being a single mother was definitely one of the hardest responsibilities in the world.

On top of that, she had a son. Young boys at Ryan's age were the prime target of dirty minded kidnappers.

And with his handsome looks, which slut wouldn't want to get him in bed. Just thinking about those bloody cunts made Margret's heart bleed in rage.

"My poor darling, this world is so cruel to boys like him. I wish I could keep my eyes on him forever."

A drop of tear rolled down her left eye. She placed her hands in the center of her chest, and closed her eyes for a while.

'Don't worry baby, mama will protect you from those ugly beasts.'

Margret opened her eyes and took a deep breath. She had calmed her hot head and stopped imagining the worst situations that could happen to Ryan.

* * *

Kitchen. Margret cut the fresh vegetables swiftly and put them to boil on the stove next to the already boiling soup.

Tonight, the dinner was bread and vegetable soup. Meti called her to informed that she was staying over at a friend's house so only she, Ryan and Lisa were having dinner.

"The restaurant's kitchen needs to be cleaned this month. The supplies are also finished. I think I already gave the salaries yesterday?"

Sitting on a chair, she muttered to herself. The family restaurant was the only source of income left for them, and the customers were also declining.

Mainly because of the rise in street gangs. Lots of fights had taken place all around the city last year and more were happening this year.

"Ah. God please help!"

Remembering that her husband was a victim of these gang fights, anger rose in her.

If only she could change the past, she would have stopped him from getting in that path and save his life.

"Mom?"

She didn't notice that Ryan had arrived in the kitchen. His eyes scanned her from head to toe.

"Honey! I was just thinking about the restaurant, haha. Come, sit with me."

Margret removed her angry expression and gestured to Ryan to come and sit down beside her.

The two sat next to each other and she smiled at him with love. A mother was a figure who had to maintain her strong stand before her family.

She couldn't crumble down, not before and not now.

"So Ryan, how's school? Tell me if someone is bullying you. I will immediately go to the school and report it to the principal."

"Na, mom. Everything's fine. I am not getting bullied. It's just, I feel there's nothing much to do in school."

Ryan casually said. He didn't have much in mind to express anything related to his life with his family.

Why would he? It's not like anything was changing anyways.

Silence is much better for him than being loud. He should instead focus on his future more now.

"Honey, I know how schools are. It's kind of boring, true, but you also get to keep brilliant memories of your friends and exciting moments. If you don't enjoy it now, later you will regret it."

She smiled and reached out to Ryan's cheeks, to caress them with her fingers.

'So soft.'

Margret thought as her fingers stroked his smooth and soft cheeks. Ryan was really fair, that any part of his skin when applied pressure turned slightly reddish.

"Mom, I am no longer a kid."

Even though he said it, Ryan wasn't doing anything to stop his mother from touching his cheeks.

It was most probably because he got the chance to peek at her breasts.

"Hehe. You will always remain a kid for me."

Margret laughed and released his cheeks from her grips. Then she stood up to continue preparing the dinner.

"Go see if your stupid sister is still sleeping. Wake her up."

"Okay."

* * *

The dinner table was really quiet. Lisa and Ryan ate their food quickly and left to play video games in her room.

Margret sighed and cleaned everything. She went to her room to get towels before heading to the washroom.

A cold shower helped her cope with her exhaustion. It refreshed her mind and body from top to bottom.

She rubbed her breasts and cleaned them properly, then she moved her fingers to her vagina for cleaning.

In minutes, she had completed her bath.

"Ah, I left the towels outside! I must be getting old to make such silly mistakes."

As she slid the door, she saw Ryan enter the washroom with his own towels. The two matched their eyes.

They were both stunned. A few seconds, Ryan's eyes shifted and fixed on her motherly body.

The fresh smell of soap filled the air.

"R-Ryan!"

Margret let out a cry, she then covered her crotch as fast as she could, forgetting about her two heavy exposed breasts which bounced well.

"You should have knocked! Get out! Now!"

She shouted in shock, even to her. Ryan's face darkened, but he still obeyed her and turned to leave the washroom.

'Why did he have to come now of all the time!? And why did I forget to lock the door! Fuck!'

She cursed loudly in her mind. She felt that Ryan must have been traumatized by what he saw.

"Oh god! Why!"

* * *

Alone on her bed, Margret sat quietly. Wearing her black net nightgown, visibly showing that inside she wore nothing.

Many days ago she had decided to stop wearing bra when she was in the house, and while sleeping sometimes she also didn't wear panties.

"I shouldn't have shouted like that. Now I feel really bad for him. I can only hope to talk to him in the morning and clarify everything."

She muttered to herself and nodded. Soon it was time for her to sleep, so she got to the other side of the bed and consumed the sleeping pills.

Turned off the lights. Lying down on the bed in a comfortable position, she closed her eyes and blank out her mind.

With each passing seconds, her mind slowly drifted away in the distant dreamland.

But not before she heard a light noise of the door opening, which she didn't put much thought into. Not that she could after the pills started acting.

In the dark room, on the bed, directly above Margret, a shadow appeared.

Two lights flickered, and a wide grin.