Chapter9-Mother, Dearest

"Is mom home?" She asked her brother, Matt.

He nodded. "I think she knows you're coming." His eyes flickered to mine and I saw the surprise flash through them. It was quickly replaced with a smile.

I smiled back at him and quickly followed Angel through the house. Her mom was in the same place she had been the last time I came. And I hated thinking about that.

"Angel." Her mom said, not even turning around to see if she said the right name. Her hair was hanging down her back and she looked relaxed. I could tell she was nervous or agitated about something. I couldn't tell what though. That, she kept hidden.

"Hi, mom." Angel said softly.

"You come with another." She spoke the words, trying to keep the irritation from her voice. I could still hear it.

"You remember Amy, right?" She said, squeezing my hand tighter in hers.

Her mom finally turned around and, yes, she did look mad. "Yes, I do."

"Mom, is something wrong?" Angel asked slowly and carefully.

She turned back around, revealing her wings, and sighed. "Nothing has happened here, Angel."

"Why is that a bad thing?" I asked, surprising myself. I hadn't meant to say anything. Especially not that.

"If nothing happens here, it is hard to even out the control. Everything is just too uptight. I don't want that for my people. Surely, you can understand that." She said, stating the last sentence with disgust.

Angel let go of my hand and walked to her mom. "Is there any way you could change things?"

"Change does not come overnight, my daughter." Her mom said, stroking her cheek gently.

Angel nodded and stared out the window. "Amy said she'd move in with me."

Her mom didn't say anything for a while. She looked like she was relaxing slowly. Gradually. I didn't know what she was thinking. She was too smart for me to even begin to guess what she was thinking.

I sat down on the floor quietly, my wings opening around me. It was still a hard thing to grasp.

Angel looked back at me and smiled. She then said something I couldn't hear.

Her mom turned away then and her eyes found mine. I hadn't noticed before but her pants for dress slacks, tan colored, and she was wearing a light blue shirt. It made her look young, more of a mother than an angel queen. "So I was right to notice a change in you?"

"A change? You mean... you knew when it happened?" I stuttered. Was she... stalking me? How would she know that I had become an angel? She shouldn't be able to see down to New jersey. That just didn't make sense.

She nodded once, an elegant move. "Indeed. Funny how that seems impossible, am I right?"

"How did you-" I started, deeply confused. She could read my thoughts? No. That shouldn't have been possible.

She smiled, revealing perfectly white teeth. "I rule over Angels. It is my job to know when, where, and what is going on between every one of my Angels."

"Your Angels?" I asked. They were hers? I understood that they were 'her' people because she ruled over them. But they shouldn't have been her property. That just didn't seem right."

"No, Amy, not property. My Angels have free will, as do you. I was simply granted the gift of knowing what is going on."

"So if you wanted to find me, you could do that almost as if you were looking across an empty room?"

She smiled. "That would be correct."

"Mom, we really should get going. I don't think Amy's parents would be too happy if she got home any later than now. It's been a day since she was home."

"I'm eighteen." I said quietly, getting to my feet. "My parents can't really boss me around anymore."

"You still live with them, don't you?" Angel's mother asked, turning into a normal, everyday, mother.

I nodded. Seeing Angel didn't bother me any. I wasn't breaking the rules too much. Turning into a completely different creature and leaving earth wouldn't settle well with my parents. Let alone anyone else.

"Come on." Angel said softly. She took my hand and led my to the door. "I'll be back soon."

Her mom nodded once. "Do what you think is best, Amy."

I nodded to her before following Angel back home. I drove home and finally noticed what time it was. Seven in the morning. I had been gone since three or four the day before. Did my parents notice? Of course they did.

I opened the door softly and gently and walked inside. Dad wasn't anywhere to be see but mom was in the living room, sitting on the couch. She was on the phone with someone. Her eyes found mine and held me where I was.

"I'll talk to you later. Yes, you too." She hung up and got to her feet. "Where have you been, Amy? You were supposed to be home after work."

"I know, mom, and I'm sorry. Angel called me at work and told me she needed to see me. I couldn't refuse." I said, making up a little lie as fast as I could. I unzipped my coat and pulled it off.

"You've been spending quite a lot of time with her, Amy. Haven't you ever thought to introduce us?" Mom said, crossing her arms over her chest.

I hadn't even thought of them introducing. To tell my parents I was dating an Angel. To tell them I was gay. I couldn't do that. It scared me to even think of them finding out someway or another.

It's not that I didn't trust my parents to love me unconditionally. I was just worried they wouldn't want Angel around. That they wouldn't like her. And I didn't want to go through that.

I shrugged and headed for the steps. "I've been busy, mom. And I haven't just been spending time with her. Jeremy went shopping with me yesterday. During my lunch break."

"You're still grounded, Amy." She said, walking over to me. She was watching me with a tight expression. What was she seeing that she didn't like?

"I thought so." I said softly, not turning around to look at her.

"Amy, hold on a minute." She said gently, grabbing my hand from the railing. "I want to talk to you."

I smiled and turned around. "Mom, we were just talking."

She shook her head. "Not about that. I want to ask you something and I want the truth."

I swallowed hard. "Okay."

She led me back to the couch and set down where she was when I got home. "Angel called me today. About forty-five minutes ago."

My breath caught in my throat. That was when I had left her apartment. What she planning this all along? If so, what was she planning? "W-what did she say to you?"

"We talked for quite a while, Amy. She told me you were with her all night." Mom said, keeping some things from me.

I nodded. "I was. I didn't even remember falling asleep. I-I would've called."

She squeezed my hand and stopped me. "Sweetheart, don't try to apologize. Angel already tried. I don't want you to feel like lying to me is the only option you have, Amy."

Tears escaped my eyes and dripped down my cheeks. She knew. Either Angel told or my mother just knew. But she found out. I couldn't hide anymore. "Mom, I-I wanted to tell you, honestly. I was just afraid you wouldn't want Angel around." My voice was trembling, revealing every feeling of sadness that I was feeling then. "I love her."

Mom wiped my cheek and kissed my hand softly. "She told me that, too, Amy. You're my only daughter. I wouldn't want you to be anything but yourself."

I hugged her, hiding my face from her. "What will dad think? I don't... I can't... I can't tell him."

She kissed the top of my head. "I'll tell him, sweetheart."

I looked up at her and wiped my eyes. "Did Angel tell you I'm moving in with her?"

Mom sighed and brushed my hair back. "She did." Mom looked sad, really sad. She didn't want to miss me. She didn't want me to leave.

"So, can I?" I asked hesitantly. I wanted to move in with Angel, to be with her all the time. She was mine and I was hers. It was much more convenient for us if we lived together. I could get used to being an Angel-an immortal.

She smiled and held me close to her. That obviously meant yes. "We'll talk about it."