Bloods still bad
“If I say yes, what will you think?” I asked gently against the tears forced there way into my eyes.
“I will think the my twenty seven year old daughter want’s to know where she come from, and I think that, that is good.”
“But you’re my mum, no one else, I don’t want any one else if I could of lived in you for nine moths I would have, I didn’t choose my mother.” I wept burying my face into my hands.
“I would stop crying or you will start your husband off and I all ready see him as a six foot seven teddy bear, If he starts crying I may have to give him a big squishy hug.” my mum whispered bending down close to my ear which made me laugh She always new how to make me smile.
“I love you, I hope you know how much, because I can’t describe it, it’s a too big a feeling.”
“You’re my precious little kitten and I love you more then you will ever know and I know you love me too. Looking at a piece of paper with the name of a stranger printed on it Esmee won’t change the relationship between you and me or you and your dad. So I’m going to go and get your file and some bandages for your legs so teddy bear here can patch you up together again.”
“I’m sorry that happened, I don’t know what I was thinking, to do that here of all places.” I moaned kicking my self inside for what I had done; it seemed natural at the time, at the time of the cutting it didn’t matter. All that mattered was the actual act. I could have been anywhere in front of anyone and it wouldn’t of mattered. The end of the world could have come and I would have died with the razor in my hand but only now after the damage was done it did that seem so very stupid.
“I’m sorry I over reacted it was a bit of a shock and I’m not a nurse, to me blood any blood in the out side of the skin is a bad thing. That’s still then general rule isn’t it?” Mum asked pulling one of her faces as she got to her feet making Emmet and my self giggle like two overgrown school children on a sleep over.
“Yeah, blood’s still bad.” I smiled and with a quick wink my mum left the room to get the file that would revel my biggest secrets.
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