IMPERFECTLY ENOUGH

ANOTHER LEVEL

I stood by the door in shock.

Not knowing how to react and if I had it in me to react. I could literally feel my heart break but yet beat so fast and loud and I felt like the world was closing in on me. Like I couldn't breathe.

The scene in front of me was one that I could have never have thought I would ever see and when I said bad luck was my middle name, I didn't mean this. But, I guess I just took bad luck to another level.

" Lisa!" My mother finally noticed my presence by the door. I stood there with the door wide open and my hand holding onto the handle.

I opened the door to the house I shared with my mother, to see my boyfriend Chris pounding into my mother. The image of my mother having s*x with my boyfriend is never something I would like to see, it is however something that will haunt me.

I mean nobody wants to have the image of their parent having s*x printed into their mind.

When they noticed me by the door, she quickly pushed Chris off her and reached for the nearest thing to cover herself. I used to admire my mom growing up cause she had a body that made her look younger despite her been close to her 50s.

In this moment I felt disgusted with the thought of the man I loved touching my mother that way. I felt dirty that she, I mean they would do that to me.

"Baby" Chris said reaching for his clothes. He reached for his boxers and for the first time since we started dating, I felt disturbed seeing him naked and somewhat disgusted.

"It's not what it looks like baby" he said as he tried to touch me.

"Don't touch me! What do you mean, it's not what I think it is?! You were screwing my mom!"

At this point I felt like my someone was squeezing the air out of my lungs. He knew some of the things I've been through and how I felt.

"how long?!"

"Oh shut up! You ungrateful b*tch! Everything is about you. I needed some pleasure." She answered. I turned to look at her and in that moment I felt more alone than I've ever been. Not the woman whose love I longed for since I was six.

"And you had to do it with my boyfriend?" I looked into her eyes broken and trembling.

" I love her"

I thought after what I saw nothing could break my heart more but, I was wrong. Those three words made me feel like my life for a year was a lie. I had given this guy a year of my life, for him to do this to me. When he knew how it was hard for me to trust but I trusted him.

I turned to him and felt everything in me break. Those three words I always wanted to hear him say, today were the same words that made me bleed.

"But, baby, we can still be together. Your mom is okay with it and I'm okay. We can be in a relationship all three of us."

I looked at him, more shocked than I was when I saw them... Yuck! Is he insane! I mean I know some people are in that type of relationship but I don't think the people I've seen are mother and daughter plus guy or father and son plus girl. I respect those who are in that type of relationship but it's not for me. And at most not with my mother. I shouldn't even be thinking about that in this moment.

I felt I had no strength left to continue this conversation. My mother on the other hand was busy trying to get Chris's attention so she could continue to satisfy her horny self. I made my way to my bedroom and locked myself in.

I sat on my bed and put my head in my hands as I cried. My mother has never really been a mother to me ever since she and my dad got divorced when I was six.

Since I can remember, my parents were never a loving couple and argued alot. When I was six, dad told me he was going away for a work trip but,he never returned home.

After a few months, he would come and see me or pick me up to spend time with him. That was when mom started neglecting me. She would leave me with our neighbors, as she went out partying and sleeping around with anything that had a d***. I don't mean to insult anyone but some of the men I saw my mother with,were ones I would imagine to see her with.

I was snapped out of my thoughts,when someone started banging on my door.

"Lisa! Open this door before I break it!"

I looked at the door with tears still running down my face as she continued banging and cursing at me. I got up slowly and opened the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I felt painful sting on my face as my face tilt to my left. I touched my cheek and turned to mom as she continued cursing at me.

" You ungrateful little b*tch! All you have ever done is take from me! You took my husband's love and drove him out of this house and my life! And since then you have been a burden to everyone! And the one time I decide to have some fun,you ruin it!"

"Mom! You can't be serious about us sharing him. He's my boyfriend,it's wrong."

" Oh shut up! Just because you found out doesn't make it wrong."

"What do you mean just found out? Mom, how long has this been happening behind my back?"

She kept quite and looked everywhere but at me.

"Mom?" I called to her as I heard my voice c***k at the end.

" Just shut up! It's been going on for months and he's mine. You take everything from me."

She walked out on me and I stood by the door sobbing. When I felt I had no strength left, I sat down and continued to cry. All I've ever wanted was my mother's love and all I got was pain and blame from her. She has punished me for things I had nothing to do with.

I felt like I was to blame for this. I knew that the happiness I felt with him was too good to be true.