I decide to go on a run today. I never ran before in my entire life, I didn't really think much of it. I just wanted to get out of the house for at least the morning. I end up running to the nearby park which is filled with greenery and at the end there's a small park area. I run on the pebbled walkway that leads into the woodland area. I stop running and bend down, hands on my knees, panting for air. I forgot how unfit I actually was. As I catch my breath I look up and my breath gets caught in my throat for a split second. The view off this small hill is beautiful. The lake reflects the sun that is peaking from the clouds on the early spring morning. On the other side of the lake, some figures move. It takes me a few seconds to realise they're cattle.
I breathe in the fresh crisp air. Taking in all of the beauty around me. I'm surprised I've never noticed how amazing this place looked. I've always come down these paths but I never thought to trail off the paths a little towards the hilly area. I've always just stuck to the paths. I stay staring at the water more than I probably should have. Eventually, I turn around and head home.
Only this time I walk.
As I enter my house I see my mother frantically running around. She kind of looks like a chicken flapping its wings. I giggle to myself.
"Oh good you're home." my mam says as she engulfs me with a hug. She goes back to looking around and flailing her arms.
"What are you doing?" I ask confused.
"I've lost my phone" she answers. "Could you help me find it?"
I nod and help my mam search for her phone. I try and look out for the red colour. I go upstairs to check. Nothing in the office, Nothing in her room, Nothing in my room. I just about have looked everywhere upstairs until I spot something red on the window sill in the hallway. I go up to with and sure enough it's her phone in the red phone case.
"I've found it." I shout, but I don't hear an answer. I go downstairs and look for my mam. I find her in the living room flopped onto the sofa, a hand over her head,her eyes shut, looking paler than usual.
I quickly go over to her.
"Mam." I say reaching my hand out."You ok?"
She opens her eyes slowly "Yes, darling I'm ok just got a bit tired, that's all."
I give her a worried glance and she notices.
"This can happen I've only got cleared from cancer a month ago" she lets out a sigh "I'm still recovering from the chemo."
"Ok" I say a small smile on my lips covering my worry.
The day my mother told me she had stage 3, lung cancer was the day my heart cracked to pieces. It was a horrible feeling that I had to endure. I wanted to be positive and I put on a brave face in front of my mother but honestly, I thought she was going to leave me. With the number of surgeries she had to undergo and how the doctors kept saying that "It's not the worst but it's not good either".
It wasn't reassuring. The day that she beat it, was the best day of my life. Everyone at the hospital was also so delighted and we all went out to dinner to celebrate. My mother is a nurse, when she became sick she had to stop working. She sat at reception but she always complained about that. The doctors always told her to rest. When she was able to go back to her job she was the happiest person. She loved her job, anyone could see that.
I take a seat next to her, not wanting to leave her before she's in perfect shape once again. My mam looks at me and smiles.
"I'm ok, you can go do your own thing."
"No I want to stay here." I say smiling.
"Ok then" she pauses, looking deep in thought."I want to know more about your boyfriend."
"Mam" I groan, regretting my decision to stay.
My mam slaps me. "Stop winging, now tell me about him."
"Ehm" I begin. "He's Italian. He's tall. He has dark hair. He-."
My mam interrupts me. "But what about his personality."
His personality? I hardly know the guy. Ugh.
"He's sweet" I say trying to keep it short. Is it too short? I'm not sure.
My mam looks at me with a weird expression on her face. "What's his last name then because it seems you don't want to talk about him too much."
"Romano" I say thinking over the conversation that Jax and I said and how he talked about the origins of his last name. Maybe I should have said a fake last name. Too late now. Before I can dwell too much, the last part of what my mother said
unnerved me.
"The reason why I don't talk about him much is because we only started dating." I explain, well I lie.
"Ok sweetheart" she says smoothing my hair down.
For the rest of the afternoon we end up watching Titanic. My favourite movie of all time.
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This chapters more of a filler.
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The Secret
Mystery / ThrillerI have a secret, one I cannot tell. If I do my mother dies but if I don't I might. ---------- Maya was a sweet girl she loved wearing dresses, she kept up her grades in school. She adores her single mother. One thing that Maya has stuck by is always...
