Fan Fiction

    This story has been set to a rating of PG-13. Age verification is required to proceed.

    Age Verification

    I am years of age as of today, November 9, 2026

    Enter your current age into the field provide above. Stories with a rating of R or NC-17 may contain material not suitable for children. LesFan requires that all individuals wishing to read these stories confirm they are of at least 17 years of age. LesFan uses the MPAA rating labeling system for all stories.

    LesFan will also make a best attempt to filter profane words in stories that are not rated R or NC-17 unless the individual confirms they are of at least 17 years of age.

    LesFan uses the following rating scale for stories.






    Submit

    Music Is My Savior

    “Sorry” Angie grumbled as her phone beeped in her lap. She looked down and read the text message before meeting her mom’s gaze, “It’s Gina. They’re wondering where I am”

    Tina looked at her daughter, wondering where did the time go. She remembered the days when Angie was younger, happily waving goodbye as she ran towards her destination. It happened so gradually that Tina didn’t seem to notice that her little girl wasn’t so little anymore, things that she had once did with supervision were now being done on her own.

    It made Tina sad but proud at the same time, happy that her baby girl was becoming her own person. Still, Tina found herself missing the little girl who relied on her mothers for help, hoping that a part of her still existed somewhere.

    Tina sighed, “Guess I’m dropping you here then”

    Angie’s eyes lit up with excitement and she smiled wide before leaning in to place a kiss on her mother’s cheek.

    “You’re the best”

    “Yeah, yeah” Tina playfully rolled her eyes, smiling as Angie exited the car.

    She watched with a heavy heart as her daughter walked away from the car, her eyes widening in surprise when Angie turned to face her.

    With a bright smile, Angie waved at her mother much like she used to when she was younger. Tina couldn’t help but chuckle as she waved back, for a moment seeing her teenager as a four year old.

    Maybe some things wouldn’t change.

    Oh darling don’t you ever grow up, don’t you ever grow up

    Just stay this little

    Oh darling don’t you ever grow up, don’t you ever grow up

    It could stay this simple

    And no one’s ever burned you

    Nothing’s ever left you scarred

    And even though you want to

    Just try to never grow up

    Bette pulled her SUV to the curb of Angie’s high school, looking across the busy campus to see if she could spot her daughter. There was an array of students spread out all around the lush grass, some huddled together in groups while others walked to their respective cars. There was even the occasional pair of boys engaged in some sort of sport, catching soaring footballs or wrestling each other to the ground.

    Comments

    1. Thank you for the glimpse of B&T&A&M from WYLE. I love every part of it. Angie in NY – little sad, but growing up seems inevitably)

      Waiting for new story from you!

    2. Great story of a future look at life after WYLE -Thank you enjoyed and shed a silly sentimental tear :-)

      Looking forward to a new story from you and in the meantime thank you for your previous ones.

      SG

    3. Great story, it was nice and fun to read about their the future!!!

      Looking forward to read a new story and i would love to read more of those one ofs!

    4. Great ending.. growing up is hard on the parents for sure.. My daughter did this very thing .. could not wait to be all grown up.. she tells me now .. what was I thinking.. lol.. she 23 married and has a son.. paying bills and buying groceries.. says this Adulting stuff sucks!.. lol..
      Thank you and look for ward to your next story.

    5. Why am I such an emotional person? I swear I cried through this entire story. Happy tears, of course. I’m happy Bette and Tina still have a love that’s so strong. Even after so much time has passed. Whew, then the emotional roller coaster of Angie growing up. I don’t have a kids or a partner yet, but I’m sure her and I will go through some of these same feelings. I felt transported into the story. I guess that’s the beauty of storytelling. Plus, a great author.

    Leave a Reply