The light to my darkness

Chapter 18

In the mall, we had so much fun. We bought so many things. We then got ice cream and chatted for a while. I love how she makes me feel. I love how happy she makes me. I love the way she looks at me. I love the way she treats me. I love the way she's proud of me.

We got home at around 5:00 pm. I said hi to everyone and went up to my room to get changed and go back downstairs for dinner. I hear a knock at the door as soon as I decide to head back down.

"Come in"

It's my favorite person, "Hi" she smiles and I smile back.

"Did you enjoy the time we spent together?" she asks.

"Yes, I did. I loved it so much"

She sits on the side of my bed and gesture for me to do the same. She tugs my hair behind my ear as I stare deeply into her eyes, "Can I ask you something?" her voice is barely above a whisper.

I nod.

"How have you been feeling lately? About living with us and everything else"

"I've been feeling good. I love you guys so much. You and Mr. Ryan are really nice to me. Everyone here is so loving and caring. You guys make me happy. Thank you so much for everything, but don't you think I should go? I've been here for too long"

"You're not going anywhere. This is your home now. You're going to stay here until you're ready and old enough to be independent. And I'm glad you're feeling good angel. You really make us happy, too.  We love you so much"

The last part makes my heart flutter. She's done too many things for me. I don't know what I did to deserve her. A tear run down my cheek. She brings her hand up and wipes it away. She silently pulls me into a hug. We stay there for a while before she says "Can I ask for a favor?"

I pull away a little to face her "Of course"

"Can you stop calling me Mrs. Heavenly?" she slightly laughs, and I do too.

"Ok! What am I supposed to call you then?"

"Call me mom"

I stare at her in shock. I can't do that. I can't call her 'mom', but I want to.

Her expression changes a bit as if she's scared she just said something wrong.

I smile, "Sure, mom"

She tightens her grip around me. I burry my face in her chest as she holds me. I can't express how safe she makes me feel. When I'm in her arms, I feel as if nothing can hurt me; as if she would protect me. She gave me way more than I would've ever expected. She gave me a home, a family, love, care, happiness, joy...a life. She gave me a life. For the first time ever, my soul feels alive.  It feels like I'm ready to live. I'm ready to fight. I'm ready to be myself for the first time. When I met her, I knew she was going to be my hero, but I never thought she would save me from so much. My biological mother abandoned me, but she took me. She wiped my tears and kissed my cheeks. She healed the wounds and cuts that bleed. She's my everything.

My mom is my everything.

Gosh, I love her.