My BF’s Mother Humiliated Me in Front of His Entire Family, Calling Me ‘Unworthy,’ But It Turned Out to Be the Best Day of My Life — Story of the Day

“Mother, please…” John muttered, but she cut him off with a look.

“Some girls know their place.

Some don’t. I only want the best for my son. And… this?

This is not it.”

My lips trembled.

But she’d already turned away, like I was nothing but dirt on her perfect carpet.

And John?

For a split second, I thought he’d step forward. Wrap an arm around me. Tell her to stop.

Tell them all that he loved me, no matter what I looked like, no matter what I’d done to get there.

I searched his eyes, begging for it. But he just cleared his throat, looking down at his shiny shoes.

Then his eyes flicked to me, cold and small. “You shouldn’t have come like that, Mia.

This… this was a mistake.”

“A mistake?”

He looked at me like he didn’t even recognize me. “You’re not what I need, okay? Just go home before you make this worse.”

I couldn’t believe it.

I couldn’t breathe. The people around us were already whispering, eyes wide with pity or delight. Who knows.

I turned before they could see my tears. And ran.

I don’t even remember how far I ran. I just needed to get as far away from that house, those fake smiles, and John.

My John, who turned out to be no more mine than the moon is mine just because I look at it every night.

I stumbled off the main road, wiping at my face with the back of my hand. And that’s when I heard it — a voice, calling my name.

I turned around, blinking away my stupid tears. And there he was — Ben H.

Ben, from my high school bus stop. Ben, who once gave me half his sandwich when I forgot my lunch.

Ben, who finally stood there in a crisp shirt and shiny shoes.

“Ben?” I sniffed, trying to hide my splotchy face. “What… what are you doing here?”

He gave me that same crooked grin he’d had at seventeen.

“I’m family friends with the Ellingtons.

Long story. You look…” He trailed off, eyes flicking to my stained apron. “Well, you look like you’ve had one hell of a day.”

I barked out a laugh — more like a wet hiccup.

“You could say that.

Their precious son just called me a mistake in front of the entire family.”

He winced. “Ouch. That kid always was a spineless wonder.”

I giggled.

Actual giggle. God help me. I probably looked insane.

Ben didn’t even flinch. He just slipped off his suit jacket and draped it over my shoulders like I was a shivering stray cat.

“Come on. You’re not going home like this.

Tonight’s too good to waste.”Continue reading…