Fallen Angel

Chapter Two: Daddy

I close the metal door behind me, and take a step forward. She doesn't look quite as I imagined, but very close. Her skin is still it's beautiful olive color, and looks as healthy as it did when I was younger, she doesn't look like she's aged much, except for her grey hairs.

"La mia bambina!" She said. Her rocking stops, and she jumps off of the bed. She jumps toward me, placing her soft hands onto my cheeks, and pulls me into a hug. I wrap my arms around my skinny mother, she's lost a ton of weight, she's skinnier than me, and her face as slimed down a lot. I remember her having a nice heart shaped face, much like my own, now it's so slim, and you can see her cheek bones very clearly.

"Hi, Mum." I said. I then realize, that my own mother is taller than me, by only a few inches. But honestly, everyone’s taller then me.

"Tesoro, it's so good to see you! You've become so beautiful, I always made you out to be a beautiful woman one day, and here you are looking more beautiful than ever!" She said, pulling away from our hug, and throws her hands into the air and begins to talk with her hands as well. That's a thing a lot of Italians do, I guess. All my Aunties and Uncles that live here in England speak with their hands also. My mother was born Italy as well as my Uncles and Aunties, and a few of my cousins. As for me, I was born here in England, as well as my older brother Andy who now lives in Italy with a girlfriend, my Mother moved to England with her parents and siblings at the age of sixteen, she had later on met my father, who's a born Brit, when she was eighteen.

She does seem crazy, or anything at all. Maybe the drugs they've been giving her have finally been working, or Mum is actually becoming….Mum again. I don't remember much of the night she was taken here by my Father, I don't know why she came either. All I remember was my Dad telling us get ready to go to La Porchetta, an Italian restaurant that reminds my Mother of the pasta she had eaten as a child that her Mother use to cook. My Dad wasn't actually taking us to La Porchetta, he was saying that so he could get my Mother into the car, to take her down to this place. I remember when Dad parked the car into the car park of this Asylum, and then my Mother began to scream, saying she wasn't crazy, and then began to yell in Italian at my Dad, who's trying to drag her out of the car. A man in uniform, had helped my Dad with my Mother. I remember her blowing me a kiss right before screaming her head off again, and then I watched her walk through the gates of this place, and I hadn't seen her again, until today.

"Thanks, Mum. You still look as beautiful." I said.

"Why did it take you this long to come visit me, tesoro?" She said, sitting herself down on her bed, crossing over her legs. I shrug my shoulders. "Well, I'm glad you finally did. Now, tell me everything that's been happening in your life! Are you married? Do you have kids? I would love to know, tesoro." Mum said, talking with her hands again. Tesoro means 'darling' in Italian, one word I always remembered the meaning of, since Mum used to call me that every single day.

I updated my Mum on my life, and she began updating me on her's. She calls says her life is shit, and that she's getting better and can soon get out of this place. I actually thought she'd be crazy or something, that's why I was so nervous, but she's the same Mum I remember talking to when I was little, she isn't crazy. Well, from what I can see she isn't but she could be maybe, but I reckon she's changed. Unfortunately, my taxi is going to arrive soon, so I need to hurry up and tell my Mum the news.

"Mum, I need to tell you something. It's the whole reason as to why I came here in the first place." I said, twiddling with my thumbs, trying to find the right words to say. She looks into my eyes; her brown eyes twinkle as they've always had. She nods her head, telling me to carry on. "Um, D-Dad passed away. He died a week ago, the funeral was held two days ago, and the worst thing in the world. Mum, Andy didn't even come, he's too busy with his girlfriend."