Okay, there's NO excuse for my neglegence, I KNO! I'm so sorry.

I promise that the updations for all my left fics WILL be completed...eventually XD

ANYWAY!

This is my second theory of what happened to Freeman Mommy

It's much sadder, in my opinion.

But everyone hates Huey and Riley's dad... i think we should change it up XD

Based off of the Skillet song "Older I Get,"

Which... after i heard i just INSTANTLY thought of Huey. Just cos it sounds like

how he would feel about anything that really hurt him

Listen to it search./tracks/older i get

This is also pro jaz/Huey so YEY

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"Momma?" Huey yawned, waking up in his bed. The room was dark but the sun was rising through his window. He slid out of bed, stopping only to pull up his blue pajama pants from sliding off his bottom. Something was wrong.

He looked out the window to see his mother walking towards the car. She had bags packed and was about to start loading them up.

No... She couldn't. She... She wouldn't.

He jumped off his top bunk, accidentally falling on Riley who groaned loudly. Huey ignored him and run as fast as he could to the door. He stopped when he saw his grandfather sitting at the table with a glum look on his face.

"Grandad! Where's Momma goin?"

Robert Freeman turned his head solemnly to the young boy and gave him the saddest look Huey had ever seen, "I'm sorry, Boy,"

"No," Huey muttered, tears forming into his eyes. He bit his lip and turned to run out the door, not caring about his shoeless feet, "Momma!"

He saw her stepping into the drivers side of the car. He ran as fast as he could, tears running rapidly down his face, only to fly off into the wind. He kept calling her, praying she would hear him and change her mind.

"Momma! Momma! Please don't go! Momma! Wait!" He shouted, stumbling from a sharp rock slicing his dark foot. He was sobbing, hardly understanding the words coming out of his mouth. The car started up and drove off when he reached it. He chased after it, not able to keep himself from just accepting her betrayal, "Please! Momma! Momma Please!"

"Huey!" The sound of his grandfather's voice suddenly exclaimed. He didn't stop.

He kept running, determined not to let her go. But, saddly, he stubbed his other foot on an unleved piece of road and went crashing to the ground. He picked up his head only to see the old station wagon drive totally away from view.

"Momma... please... please come back..." He sobbed, too miserable to get up. Luckily, Grandad came right behind him and lifted him up into his arms. He let the six year old sob on his shoulder, not caring about the dirt, snot or tears staining his robe.

"Lets go inside, Boy,"

"I want Momma..."

"I'm sorry, Huey,"

Huey brushed the tears off his face and stared at the rising sun coming up from the place she had driven off to. He was gonna hafta get used to being hurt all the time. That was life. He understood that now. He puckered his lower lip to keep it from quivering. He was heart broken and alone and... angry.

The older and older he got... he would just get angrier. And Angrier until...

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"Jazmine! How many times do I have to tell you that Mrs. Wellington is not allowed at these meetings!?"

The ten year old stood before the cute little girl with her hair in pigtails. Jazmine just shrugged, getting used to his harsh way of speaking. She slumped herself back to rest on the tree, toying with her doll's face.

"We're not in your room, Huey," She pointed out, "I can bring my doll to a public place,"

"But this is the board meeting," Huey pointed out, his anger soothing a bit. Jazmine was someone who made him happy...well... someone who he could angry about but get over it faster than others. She had a forgiving smile and a way of her that made it easy to speak to her, which was odd since he usually didn't really like to be around people like her. Thoughtful, innocent, ignorant, naieve and totally child like, "It's not a place for toys,"

"Well I'm tired of playing board meeting," She complained. She thought for a minute before standing up in excitement, "Lets play rescue the princess,"

"No way,"

"C'mon!" She urged, tugging at his sleeve pleadingly, "We always do what you wanna!"

He knew he shouldn't have done it, but one look in those big green eyes and he was sunk. He bit back his resolve and folded his arms over his chest.

"Fine, whatever. I'm guessing you wanna be the princess?"

"No way!" Jazmine exclaimed, taking her doll back from out of the bag and tossing her into the tree. She raised her hand and pointed at poor Mrs. Wellington now stuck in one of the lower branches of the old tree, "C'mon fellow knight! We hafta save her!"

Huey heaved a sigh and started for the tree when Jazmine, suddenly, stopped him again, "Wait! Who's your house, Huey?"

Huey turned to look at his home that was clearly visible from the hill. He thought for a moment, he didn't recognize the car. It wasn't aunt Cookie's... or Ed Wuncelear. It was quite a mystery but he wasn't all that concerned about it.

"I'm gonna beat you!" He heard Jazmine exclaim. He snapped his head back to her, only to see she was almost up the tree to the doll. He blushed a bit when he noticed that at that particular angle... alot more of Jazmine was revealed than he normally saw. He stepped back and around the tree before finding another place to climb so he wouldn't be staring up the innocent girl's plaid skirt (A/N- AIIIIOOOOOOOOO!! FORESHADOWING!!)

It took about ten minutes for Jazmine to reach the doll, even though Huey had made it there a whole three minutes before her, despite her big head start.

"Brilliant Sir Knight!" Jazmine cheered, sitting on the branch next to him and taking the doll in her hands, "You rescued the princess!'

"Whatever," Huey muttered.

"And now, for your bravery," Jazmine spoke in a high pitched, swooney voice, using her doll as a pathetic puppet. She drew the stuffed lady closer to Huey's face, who recoiled a bit, but not much, seeing as he was still in a tree, "I shall grant thee a kiss!" The doll pressed its smooth clothey face against Huey's dark cheek for a good twenty seconds before Huey put an end to it by waving his arms a bit.

"Alright! Alright! Alright!" (a/n: think him speaking to Tom on the phone in Date With The Health Inspector. - so cute!) "We done now?"

"I guess so," Jazmine sighed, "This wasn't much fun,"

Huey didn't say anything. He just started heading down the tree, waiting for Jazmine to start as well. He didn't want them both to start falling. Once the two had made it to the soft grassy ground, Huey picked up his book bag and turned to head home. Jazmine grabbed hers and hurriedly followed.

"Wanna come over to my house and have a sleep over?" She asked sweetly, "We can have another board meeting,"

"No," He said simply.

"Wow! Look at her," Jazmine suddenly whispered, not even phased by his rejection, "Isn't she beautiful?"

Huey lifted his gaze from the sidewalk to see a very stunning young woman walking their way. Her face was almost chizzeled into his memory and it caused him to stop cold.

"Huey?" Jazmine asked, stopping so not to leave him there.

"Huey...?" The older woman breathed, her voice sending joyous chills down his spine, "Is that really you?"

All he could do is nod, his heart rapidly beating. He was having so many conflicting emotions. He wanted to throw his stuff on the ground scream her name and dive into a hug from her but at the same time he wanted to drop kick her in the stupid face. All he could come up with was to clutch his bag to his shoulder.

"Huey... You've... you've gotten so big,"

He nodded again, this time allowing a slow, "Mhmm..."

"I... I was hoping that... me and you could talk," Laura whispered loud enough for him to hear. She tucked her long black hair behind her ear and smiled brightly at him, "I've missed you,"

Huey's eye brow snapped low to his eye and narrowed darkly. His hand at his side balled into a fist, hiis other hand tightened it's hold on his backpack strap and his teeth clenched.

"Sorry," He said, taking a step backwards, "I'm spending the night with Jazmine,"

"You are?" Jazmine was thrilled.

"Lets go," Huey told her, avoiding eye contact with the woman who had hurt him so baddly previously in his life. He didn't need her anymore. He left her there on the side walk, he left without turning back to look at her. He wasn't going to give her anything more than she gave him. Everything... all the pain and hurt was coming back like a train wreck smacking him in the eye. It was almost like all the pain he felt that morning was doubled and thrown at him at once. He wanted to throw up... he wanted to break down and sob uncontrolably. He wanted to forget her face. But... what he wanted more than anything...

He wanted to hurt her.

Maybe I'll get over it when I'm older... but not now. Not while it still hurts.

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I dunno... i have the second chapter to this already but i kinda like it this way.

i mean... its a crap ending but i think it has more depth to it.

what do yall think? U guys want more closure?