Season 2 Chapter 9: Mother Dearest

A/n: Hello everyone. I'm glad to be uploading another chapter for this story again after taking a break from it. Just needed to cool down my brain.

Thankfully I'm in the mood and have the inspiration to write some more chapters for High Paw High. My fingers are crossed that you all will enjoy this.

-High Paw High-

Just three more days and it was time for break. I was starting to get greatly annoyed with all the school. Since it was nearing the end of the the amount of work had increased.

I stopped looking at a nearby poster that was planted on the wall. "Mother Appreciation Day...", I read silently now feeling a sudden wave of sadness wash over me. Images of my dead mother flashed across my consciousness. I should be happy she's gone, she abused me and kicked me to the curb, and even turned me into a monster that almost destroyed all of London. Why was I feeling this way?

I had forgotten today was Mother Appreciation day. A cluster of chuckles and snickers came from behind me. It came from none other than those fucking jocks. I can't stand these assholes, sometimes they'd just pick on me for no reason in particular. Douchebags think just because they made it on the football team means they above guys like me.

"Aww does the wittle human miss his mommy.", A german shepherd teased.

"What's there to miss?", a great dane jokingly asked his cohort. "He killed her remember! That shit was all over the news."

Oh no the fuck he didn't. I clenched my fists in anger trying to keep myself under control. "Watch it! You ignorant dickheads!", I retorted in irritation. "Ya know everyone's entitled to act stupid as shit sometimes, but you jackasses seem to abuse that privilege. You think just because you made the football team makes all of you tough shit, but you're nothing more than testosterone filled meatheads with their heads shoved so far up their asses that you can't even smell your own bullshit!-"

"Why you little-", The german shepherd started, but I immediately cut him off.

"-Oh I'm not done talking yet, shit for brains.", I continued. People from all corners of the school caught sight of my endless ranting and decided to watch. "I can't help but wonder what life would've been like if your fathers just decided to be smart for once in their lives and pulled out or if your moms just took the pill and got it over with. Maybe life would be a lot easier on me and some of the quote on quote "nerds" and "geeks" of the school if you failed abortions weren't running around flinging your embarrassingly large egos and toxic masculinity all over the goddamn place. You jerks should at least try and be considerate for people like me who don't even have mothers like yours. Hopefully you three heed my words for your own sakes."

They were silent and everyone stared at me with shock. I flipped my hoodie over my head and walked past the crowd who eager and quickly got out of my way. I'm done with school and people for the time being.

-Dalmatian Residence (Treehouse)-

I lazily sat on a beanbag chair staring at the wooden ceiling. I didn't make it obvious that I could see their staring. Dylan and Dolly were worried for me. The news about my little outburst spread through the school fast, not that it surprised me at all. Due to all the stress my red aura didn't bother hiding itself causing my upper and lower body to glow.

"You good there Aaron?", Dylan asked. "You've been glowing...a lot more than usual lately."

"I'm fine Dylan.", I brushed off. I could see Dolly glaring at me not falling for my lies. I turned my head to look at her feeling somewhat intimidated. "What?"

"We both know you're lying.", She protested before taking on a more subtle approach to me. "Everybody has been talking about what happened between you and those jocks. Now we're gonna ask again, Are you ok?"

Guess I had to choose my answer carefully this time. "They were making fun of the fact that I killed my own mother.", I sadly replied. "I just got so upset and it had me thinking about her, but I don't know why but I miss her."

"What!?", Dylan and Dolly questioned in unison.

"The woman whose the source of my past traumas, my ptsd, me turning into a monster, and created those copycats who look exactly like me... After everything she's done to me I still miss her.", I explained in disappointment. "Like I said before I don't know why."

Standing up on my feet I walked past the two dalmatians. "I need to get some fresh air.", I announced before climbing down the ladder of the treehouse.

-An Hour Later (3rd Person transition)-

Dolly sat still, unmoving watching her Human lover sulking infront of her house. Delilah watched her daughter from the kitchen while cleaning the dishes, her maternal instincts starting to kick in.

Her daughter's well being meant more to her than cleaning dishes that can be taken care of later. She exited the kitchen and decided to comfort her daughter the best way she could. "Is something the matter dear?", Delilah asked. "I haven't seen you this upset in awhile."

"It's Aaron.", Dolly muttered. "Some dweebs made fun of the fact that he killed his own mother. Even though he told those jerks off he can't stop thinking about his mother, even if she was horrible to him even when she was still alive."

Delilah looked away from Dolly and out the window seeing Aaron sitting on the doorsteps his face pointing at the ground. "Poor thing.", Delilah muttered. "I'll talk to him."

-1st Person transition-

I still don't understand. What could possibly make me feel better from what I'm currently feeling? My thoughts were cut off as I watched a mother and her son pass me.

"I love you Mommy.", He told her with sincere love.

"I love you even more my little munchkin.", She responded smiling down on him. Reality was really trying it hardest to rub it in my face right now.

"Aaron are you ok?", A motherly voice came from behind me.

"Hello Miss Dalmatian.", I greeted with a smile. "I've just got a lot on my plate at the current moment. Just some stuff that happened at school, I'll get over it eventually."

"It's not healthy to bottle up your emotions like that.", She warned. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"I wish I could.", I answered. "But it's just really hard to find the proper words to explain how I'm feeling."

"It's about your mother?", Delilah added.

"Yeah...how did you-?"

"Dolly told me everything before I came outside to check on you.", She responded sitting down beside me. "I'm here if theres something you want to get off your chest. That's what mothers are for."

I sighed. "I wouldn't know.", I said sadly before feeling the tears begin to well up in my eyes and slide down my face. "There's just so much I wanted to tell her, to ask her. Why she put me through all the abuse? Why she'd resort to teaming up with an old witch like De Vil? Why she turned me into a mindless city destroying monster?, but It's too late. I killed her and I can never talk to her again."

I found myself in a soothing comforting embrace by Delilah. I didn't at first expect this, but enjoyed it the best I could. Delilah was the closest thing to a mother I had at the time. Such a sweet and loving individual. God bless her soul.

"You poor thing.", She commented with pity. "You just need the proper closure."

"Closure?", I sniffled.

"Go visit her. Even if she's not here, she's bound to listen to you.", Delilah stated.

She was suggesting I go to my mother's grave and speak to her. That could possible work and help me get some things off my mind. If I remember correctly she's buried in Highgate Cemetery. "Alright I'll do that.", I nodded wiping away my tears.

"Make sure not to be long for too long. We don't want you to miss dinner.", Delilah spoke.

-Highgate Cemetery-

I stared down at my mother's grave. I honestly couldn't believe it. Never thought I'd see the day when I would be visiting my own mother's grave. Makes me feel worse that I'm the reason she's here in the first place.

Most people would say since she was such a horrible mother to me she had this coming, maybe they'd even say Karma finally caught up with her. "Hey Mom.", I greeted. "Hopefully wherever you are you're doing ok. I've decided to forgive you after the fifteen years of torment I had to tolerate."

I'm no religous person, but if Heaven or Hell is real, Mom definitely isn't in Heaven. "But I also wanna say thanks."

Because of You by Kelly Clarkson

I will not make the same mistakes that you did,

I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery,

I will not break the way you did,

You fell so hard,

I've learned the hard way,

To never let it get that far!

Because of You,

I never stray too far from the sidewalk!

Because of You,

I've learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt!

Because of You,

I find it hard to trust not only me,

But everyone around me!

Because of You,

I am afraid...

I lose my way,

And it's not too long before you point it out,

I cannot cry,

Because I know that's weakness in your eyes,

I'm forced to fake a smile,

A laugh everyday of my life,

My heart can't possibly break,

When it wasn't even whole to start with!

Because of You,

I never stray too far from the sidewalk,

Because of You,

I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt!

Because of you,

I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me!

Because of You,

I am afraid...

I watched you die,

I heard you cry every night in your sleep,

I was so young!

You should have known,

Better than to lean on me,

You never thought of anyone else,

You just saw your pain,

And now I cry in the middle of the night,

For the same damn thing!

Because of you,

I never stray too far from the sidewalk!

Because of you,

I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt,

Because of you,

I try my hardest just to forget everything!

Because of you,

I don't know how to let anyone else in!

Because of you,

I'm ashamed of my life,

Because it's empty!

Because of you,

I am afraid...

Because of you,

Because of you...

I gave my mother's grave one last final glare. "Because of you I think twice. Because of you I ask questions when something seems off.", I added. "Because of you I'm still alive."

-Dalmatian Residence-

I knocked and the door taking a deep breath. Dylan greeted me at the door relieved. "Oh your back Aaron.", Dylan said.

"Yep I'm back. I'm starving though.", I joked.

Dylan opened the door all the way and an intoxicated smile flooded my nostrils. "Something sure smells good.", I thought. I stepped into the kitchen and found Delilah pulling a tray out of the oven. She then noticed me and smiled.

"Aaron, Your just in time.", She said taking off the oven mitts on her hands.

"I couldn't miss your amazing cooking.", I smiled. "I also came here cause I wanted to thank you. Dolly, Dylan, Doug, and even the puppies are lucky to have someone as sweet as you apart of their family and as a mother."

"You're too sweet.", She smiled. "Like I told you if there's anything you want to talk about I'm always available."

I'm glad I was finally able to move on from my own mother at last. "Could you go and tell Dolly that Dinner is ready?", Delilah asked. I nodded and went upstairs to Dolly's room.