Summery: Emma's 23 years old unsure of anything at the moment but working as a bail bonds person. She hates mothers day and this is why.
Title: Mothers day part 3
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Emma sat in her apartment. It was mother's day a day she tried blocking out of her life for most of the time. Something she was never called 'Mom' or 'Mommy' something she never called someone either. That hurt the most. She didn't want this life but that's how things were. Somewhere in the world was her son., calling another lady Mom. She wondered what he looked like he was around 5 now she thought. She missed him so much but she had too block it out she had too just get ready and go to work.
She walked into the office. Not really that special she was a bail bonds person, was the best job she could get after her history but she finally got her life on track. Giving birth to her son and giving him away hurt the most. Not having a family and not being able to talk to someone about her feelings hurt worse. She gave birth to her son alone only with a doctor there no family to support her. 26 hours of labor and after that she just gave everything that kept her strong away. She didn't even think of a name just knew of him as Kidd. Yea that's what her nickname for her own child was it was Kidd because before she could even see the baby the doctor took him away.
"Emma did you finish that paper work?" She stopped day dreaming and looked at her boss who stood at her desk.
"Yea I am just finishing it now."
"Good then I need you too go get this person." Emma sighed.
"Something wrong Emma?" My boss asked but she new he didn't really care.
"No it's nothing."
"Okay well I will let you get out early today go see your mom and all for mothers day."
"Nah I rather be here" She said trying not to cry knowing that she most likely won't ever know her mother.
"You and your mother don't have a good relationship do you?"
"I don't have a mother"
"Everyone has a mother." Just then tears filled her eyes. Her boss grabbed her a box of tissues. "Emma do you want to talk?" She looked up at her boss.
"No offense sir but why do you care about my life."
"I am just trying to be a good boss why is Mother's day so hard for you?" She thought if she should say anything but she could only see care in her boss's eyes which was really weird.
"I was found on the side of the tracks when I was born. My mom didn't love me she left me and when I was 18 I had a son and now he is somewhere else calling someone else mom. So if you please let me be I can get back to my work."
"I am sorry...Okay you know what if you need time off take it."
"Won't be needed" she said and her boss walked away. She wiped away the last tear and got back too work.
Something I thought of too go along with the other mother day stories I wrote!