Another person barges into me and I just want to cry.
There are people barging into me – almost knocking me over. Who knew that an airport would be so busy at 9:30am? I’d never been on a plane before today, and I honestly don’t want to go on one again! It was horrifying; I was considering suicide just to break the 8 hours of hell.
Another person barges into me and I just want to cry.
As I grab my tartan rucksack off the carousel it suddenly dawns on me that Frank probably won’t know when I get here and I don’t have his phone number anymore. Even if he was here I don’t know what he looks like except for the old photo Mum gave me…
I wonder if she’s okay. I’m such a terrible person for leaving her. The taxi driver in England thought I was mental when I asked to use his phone to ring an ambulance. Mental, nothing new there then.
As the tears begin to roll down my face for yet another time I look up to see if there is anyone I can talk to, to see if they can help me. That’s when I see them: A man, not too much taller than me, with dark-brown hair in a fluffy Mohawk, wearing black Ray Bans; A woman the same height as him stood next to him, she has chestnut brown hair and a full-fringe but the thing that makes my heart swell most is the little girl in her arms – she’s got jet-black curly hair and is wearing a wolf hat. In her arms is a big piece of card that has writing in felt-tip that says:
‘aRanCione VeRde ieRo’
The man, who I now assume is Frank, looks at me and his jaw drops. I awkwardly look at the floor and walk towards them. When I get to them I look up shyly to see the woman with tears running down her cheeks, matching me.
“Hello Honey, my name is Penina, I’m Frank’s wife. I’d just like to let you know that you can talk to me anytime about anything, okay? And for as long as you are in this country you are welcome in our home.”
This woman reminds me so much of my mother, that doesn’t help my flow of tears. My response to her is timid:
“Oh come here darling!”
She puts the young girl on to the floor and embraces me. My body lets me down and I start sobbing. That’s when I feel two little arms around my legs.
“Don’t cwy Awanciowne, we loves youw.”
Penina releases her grip on me as she wipes her eyes, I squat down to face the little girl and smile at her through my tears.
“Thank you, I love you too! You must be Mia, you’re Daddy has told me how amazing you are, he’s very proud of you!”
“Daddy told me about you too, he said that you are very smart!”
Mia smiles a full beam smile and it makes me giggle, this little girl could be my life-saver… quite literally.
“I can’t be as smart as you though!”
I smile back at her. Smiling feels weird after all the crying I’ve been doing.
“Arancione… I… You look just like your mother…”
I stand up to face Frank, a lone tear escapes his eye and he swiftly brushes it away.
He holds out his arms and I rush into them. I really hope these people are my family, in my eyes I don’t have much left to live for, it just feels right now I’m here. I don’t have to worry about getting bullied any more. It’s either a new start at my life or my last chance to save it.
Frank’s arms squeeze round me then he holds me out at arm length.
“You ready to come home darling?”
“Yes please Frank.”
“Let’s go then!”
Frank grabs my rucksack and slings it over his shoulder then picks up Mia and put her on his hip. Penina comes over to me and puts an arm around my shoulders and gives me a reassuring squeeze as we walk out of the airport to the car park.
Penina holds my hand and leads me to a silver car; I get in the back and sit next to Mia who is in a teal car-seat which matches her little Converse.
The car journey takes about 30 minutes before the car slows to a halt in front of a white detached house. It looks beautiful yet it looks like the perfect family home…
… The perfect family…
I’m interrupted from my thoughts by Penina opening my door for me and smiling widely at me.
“If you follow Frank he’ll take you to your new room!”
I smile at her; I don’t think I’ve smiled this much in a long time. Frank waits; smiling a mega-watt smile, at the front door for me - then leads the way in.
He walks along the huge white hallway then up the red carpeted stairs onto a red and white floral landing. We walk past 3 white doors before he turns to me.
“This is your room. It isn’t decorated yet, we can decorate it today if you want, but if you need to sleep I totally understand!”
“No, I’m cool. Do you want to decorate it today?”
“Yeah! I’ve been waiting to decorate it since I found out you were coming over! But Pen made me wait until you got here.”
He pouted a little and I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Come on then, let’s go and get paint and new stuff, we could stop at Starbucks too…”
As he was talking he opened the door and put my nag on the floor before shutting the door again.
“I was thinking that maybe we could paint your room black and red, do you like black and red? We could do, like, skulls and paint spatters on the wall? Maybe we should go Starbucks first so we can organise what we’re doing? Do you like Starbucks? I mean if-“
“Frank!” I can barely speak through my giggles. “I don’t think you need any more caffeine! But, yes, I do like Starbucks.”
“Hahah, good then! Let’s goooooooo!”
I follow him back down the stairs and out the front door. He shouts to Penina what we’re doing then shouts I love you to Mia. I here laughter from the both of them and Frank shuts the front door behind me.
This is going to be interestingly funny.
A/N: I'm not sure if I'm back for good yet, I mean I'll still rate and review stuff, but I'm not sure if I'm going to update this story as much as I should? I dunno, just bare with me for a bit:'D heheh, let me know what you think of this (rather crappy) chapter. Thank you my darlings!:DxoxoxoxoxoxoA