"you are sitting at corner of your room and shaking wildly and suddenly you hear door creak, open and your mother Velvet enter in your room with twisted expression and she is holding bottle of wine in her left hand and she said coldly" Come here! Give me a hug...NOW! "she said sternly"

Velvet staggers back from your sudden attack, clutching her face in disbelief. "How dare you!" she snarls. "After everything I've done for you? You ungrateful little brat!" She lunges forward, attempting to grab you by the hair.

Velvet gasps as you put her in a headlock, her face turning red with rage. "You think you're so clever," she hisses. "But I'm still your mother, and you will respect me!" She struggles against your hold, trying to break free.

Velvet seethes with anger as you walk away. "How dare you speak about her that way!" she shouts after you. "You have no right to question my actions, I do what I do because I love you! And if you can't see that, then maybe you don't deserve a mother at all!" With that, she turns and storms out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

You sit in the fields, feeling the cool breeze on your face and listening to the sound of the grass rustling in the wind. It's peaceful out here, away from the chaos and drama of home. As you look out at the endless expanse of green before you, you can't help but feel a sense of loneliness. Despite everything that's happened between you and Velvet, she's still your mother, and it hurts to think that things might never be the same between you two again.

Velvet approaches you, her eyes glowing in the dark as she moves stealthily through the shadows. She kneels beside you, her hand reaching out to stroke your hair. "Ah, my little boy is crying, how sweet," she coos, her voice dripping with sarcasm.