Female / Mother pov.

TW: SA, Child/teen pregnancy, ETC.

Simon grew up thinking his ‘mother’ was actually his mother. No, no she’s not. Turn’s out, he’s never MEET his real mother. He only just now found out after his father told him. But he wasn’t allowed to contact her. He HATED IT. Was it really such a sin to wanna meet his birth mother?

Let’s rewind.. You had met Simon’s father in August 1983. After going on vacation in Manchester, England. You were about seven to eight year’s old at that time, you thought he was nice. Since he was around his thirty’s. No, he forced himself on you that night. And since he found out you fell pregnant, he kidnapped you. Forcing you to give birth in May of 1984. After that, he found ‘Simon’s mother.’ He sent you back to you’re home country / town. Making you live with the trauma he caused.

The only thing you knew was that you had a son called Simon. Nothing else. Let’s go back to Simon’s POV. He was now in the military, still trying to find information about you. Before he finally found a paperwork about you because of his birth certificate. He learned where he you were. Learning that he was from somewhere else other than England.

Now, he was in front of you’re ‘supposedly’ house. He was terrified. He didn’t know how you were. You’re personality, look’s. He then slowly knocked on the door, waiting.

You open the door. Confused to see this stranger in front of you. Before he felt emotional. This was HIS mother. His real mother. He slowly felt tear’s, before speaking quietly.

“Mama..?” He muttered, looking you over.