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My Boyfriend's Dad Wants to Marry My Mom. What Do We Do?

My Boyfriend's Dad Wants to Marry My Mom. What Do We Do? SEND YOUR STORY TO US: wiolife.story@gmail.com

Hi. My name is Nora, I'm 16, and today is the happiest day of my life. Today, my mom changed her mind about getting married.
It all started last year, when my mom met Harry, the father of my boyfriend Josh, at our homecoming party. Josh said that since we had been dating for a while, it was time to introduce our parents to each other. It was a mistake.
Our parents just fell in love with each other. In a couple of months, they announced that Josh and I couldn't date anymore because we were to become siblings soon! I cried all night long, but my mom ignored my sorrow. Then, I decided to act.
First, I wanted to go for a boycott. I wanted to start skipping school, go on a hungry strike, and then I thought my mom would listen to me and abandon her idea. However, by day two I was so hungry that I had to give up on my hungry strike and eat something. My mom took away my phone for almost a week for skipping classes. All in all, it didn't work out.
Then, I screamed and smashed a couple of plates. I made it look like I wanted to run away from home. She got tense, naturally. Nevertheless, she kept on going out with Harry. Luckily, I had another idea, a better one.
I decided that my mom just needed a better boyfriend. Josh's dad was a good man, but he was fat and balding. I searched the Internet, found pictures of a handsome man, and made a fake Instagram account with them. I used it to like my mom's photos and wrote her a few compliments. She didn't want to reply for a while, but Josh and I made up a story of how this fake guy saw my mom in a theater which she likes a lot and looked for her for a while. All in all, we made him a prince. My mom bought it.
We wanted to find a distraction for Harry as well, but unfortunately, he didn't use the Internet and didn't go out. He was all about work, why did mom even like him?
Once, when mom invited Harry over, I put too much salt into his soup on purpose so that he would think that my mom is a bad cook. Another time, I lied saying that the burgers we were eating were takeout, not home-made. I made other tiny things, like, gave him old cookies instead of the ones my mum had just baked, added cold water to his coffee.
Josh kept on telling his dad that my mom was nagging everyone and was dull. He said that my mom walked around the house in dirty clothes and wore eye patches. We took a picture of her once like that to have a proof. First, I didn't want to do that, but my mom told me to stop calling Josh my boyfriend, so I freaked out and decided to go for it. Josh and I love each other, neither of us has been in a relationship before, so eat it, mommy!
All in all, while Josh was telling his dad about my mom being a terrible person, I was messaging my mom from that handsome guy's account, praising her and whatnot. Once, I even sent her flowers! I had to pay for them myself. When she saw those roses, she blushed. I took a picture of that discreetly. It helped, and she became more invested into talking to the prince. I made screenshots of all that.
I also kept on telling my mom that her fiancée was boring, he didn't want to take my mom out, not even to the theater. I conspired that there was a reason why he was spending so much time at work. Josh would also share with her that his dad was often staying late at work and going on business trips.
Then, we sent all the screenshots and photos anonymously to Harry. We wrote, "Sincerely,
Secret Well-Wishers". Josh said he hear his dad speak quietly and then scream over the phone. Mom cried all day long. Whatever, she didn't care when I was crying. Harry never showed at our place again.
I think we did the right thing. My mom and Harry just weren't good together. It was so easy to get them to break up. And now, Josh and I can keep on being together. We just need to keep all of this secret, so don't tell anyone!
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