Yes, Mom
By: Riley
Summary – Kendall always wanted to make his mother happy, even if it meant getting hurt himself.
Kendall winced as he lightly ran a hand over his face, touching the bruise that was appearing around his right eye. The skin was puffy and starting to turn red and it stung at the touch. He then lowered his hands to the hem of his shirt and lifted it up, staring at the bruising that greeted him. His ribs were a bit purple and the top of his hip was starting to turn colors as well. He was used to that kind of pain. Hockey taught him to get used to it.
But these weren't injuries from hockey. He wasn't allowed to play hockey until he brought his grades up. He wasn't allowed to perform until he brought them up either. That was a rule that his mother had come up with when she took over the job of becoming his and his friends' 'Momager'. It wasn't her ideal job, though she had wanted to be something more than a waitress. But now she was a mother to her two kids as well as to his three best friends. Things were getting tough for her so she had to crack down on them, to be sure that they knew the idea of hard work.
So Kendall let his grades slip a little bit. He didn't mean to, he was just so busy with performing and hockey and hanging out with his friends. School fell to the wayside, but his mother quickly reminded him that it was important for him to keep it up.
There was a light knock on the door and he lowered his shirt as Mrs. Knight poked her head into the room. She gave her son a gentle smile.
"I'm sorry for getting so angry, honey," Mrs. Knight reached out to touch Kendall's face. He flinched a little bit before allowing her to gently touch the bruise. "I just want to be sure that you have your education to fall back on, in case this band thing doesn't work out."
"It's ok, Mom," Kendall replied with a smile of his own. "You're just stressed."
"Do you need any ice?" Mrs. Knight asked, gently rubbing her son's cheek. "I'll get you some ice." She didn't allow him to reply before leaving the room.
Kendall turned back to the mirror and looked at his reflection once more. He reached for his face again, staring at the bruise his mother caused.
But he didn't mind as long as he made his mother happy, that was what was most important.
A/N: I had this idea for a while, a story where Kendall is being abused by his mother rather than his father. I've seen (and have done a few) stories where it was Kendall's dad that abused him and realized that no one had done a story where it was Mama Knight that abused him. I just wasn't sure what people would think of it, so I decided to do a one-shot to test the waters. I might extend it to make it a multi-chapter story, so keep your eyes peeled. Even though it was short, I hope you guys liked it.
Cheers,
-Riles