2 May 2012
Chapter 13 Is this real?
"Jessica!" I look up. My mum. MY MUM WAS STARING RIGHT BACK AT ME! Now I WAS going to faint. "Mum..." "Oh Jessica! My darling!" She scooped me up into her warm arms. We stood embraced for a couple of seconds before she let go and held me by my shoulders. Her mascara and eye liner was smudged from tears forming in her eyes. She had bright pink lipstick and a whole load of powder and makeup on. "Jessica... I am SOO sorry. Please believe me!" She once again scooped me up into her arms. She smelled of strong perfume. "Come inside honey!" She.. I should start saying Mum. Mum brought me inside and sat me down next to a fire place. I absorbed as much heat as I could. "Sophie...Mum... Whatever. Why.. Why.. Why did u leave me?" I chocked back the tears. My stomach was filled with butterflies and they were escaping through my throat. "Jessica.. It's not what you think." Mum was crying. Tears danced down her pink cheeks and splashed onto the carpet. "Why don't I get you something to eat? You look starving!" I slowly nodded my head and stared around the room. There was a light cream couch. A wooden table. A red and yellow carpet. A plasma TV. There was something that caught my eye. Next to the the marble fireplace was a tall wooden and glass show cabinet. There was souvenirs of different counties. Many photos were in photo frames stacked in a pile at the back. I carefully opened the cabinet and pulled them out. Pictures of a young lady and man who had just got married. A picture of a baby. A cute baby indeed too! "That's you! The other one is your Dad and I. He was a lovely fellow your Dad!" Mum entered the room with hot chocolate and a slice of cake and a apple. "I don't know what kids now a days eat. Eat whatever you want ok! This is your home too!" I smile at her and I tuck into my delicious meal. I finish it in 10 minutes. "Mum!" "Yes sweetheart!" She was sitting on the couch watching my every move. "Can I have a nap?" "Sure come on. I have a spare room upstairs. Or do you want to sleep with me?" "I'll sleep on my own. Thanks." There was sadness in her eyes. "Ok." She set up my bed. And tucked me in. "When you wake up we can talk properly! Ok?" I nod my head and drift into a world where everything is perfect. No adopted people. No running away. Happy times. A place where there was Mums EVERYWHERE! Kind Mums. That didn't leave you because they were young or stupid. Mums that loved and cared. Mums that never left you. EVER!
Runaway (Chapter 13) • Opuss № I