His mom comes home

Ryan was in his room when he was called downstairs. He went downstairs and saw his mom with her arms crossed.

“Ryan!” She yelled. “Why did I get a call from the principal saying that you were bullying another person!”

Ryan gulped. “It wasn’t that big of a deal,” Ryan said.

His mom glared. “You should be focusing on your scholarship!”

“I’m sorry,” Ryan said. “I was just having some fun.”

“And why are your sheets in the wash?” His mom asked. “You just washed them the other day.”

Ryan’s face paled. His mom was under the belief that his accidents had stopped. “I… I just… needed to wash them because I like fresh sheets.”

“Well don’t do it anymore, it’s a waste of water,” his mom said.

Ryan reluctantly nodded and squirmed. He didn’t dare wear diapers to bed afraid of getting caught but he did have a stash he could wear if needed.