There weren't may G. fan fictions out there most of them were Giotto/Tsuna family fluff with G. a supporting characters, and then I started this story ^^~
**DISCLAIMER-I OWN NOTHING BUT THE PLOT*
My mother held the knife in her hand, I screamed, "This way you'll look more like G!
You remind me so much of him!" She cried
She had been like this ever since my step-father had left her, she found out he was in the mafia like my real father G. he was in the most powerful mafia famiglia, The Vongola he served as the bosses right hand man... he left my mother in order to protect her, but he didn't know she was pregnant with me.
~Flash back~
"LEAST G. TOLD ME!" she screamed, that name…
I shuddered, that man he was the one making mama suffer
As my 'papa' left my mother collapsed in a pool of tears she walked up to me and cried you won't leave me will you, Chii? Don't leave me like your papa G. did!
~End of flashback~
From the photos of my father I had seen he had a flame like tattoo on his face, she's finally gone insane, she has trained me to act like him, hot headed and curses a lot and now she's finally going to carve his tattoo onto my face? No matter how much I wriggle and try to get away it is impossible, I give up but my screams get louder and louder, I wonder if tonight will be like every night caressing me she calls his name, she no longer knows who I am…
I wake up in the morning with a throbbing pain in the left side of my face, my new "tattoo"
"Acilia?" I called out (My mother forbade me calling her mama she screamed at me saying she had no children saying G was the only one for her)
There was no reply, looked round puzzled at where she was, I opened the bathroom door to find something that would change my life forever
I saw it my mother limp and limp body, who knew a person could create such a mess? I fell to the floor shocked horrified I crawled over to her body, screaming, crying. I wanted to vomit the smell of blood filled the air my stomach was churning. HELP MY MOTHER IS NOT BREATHING is what I wanted to say, I knew it was pointless she was already gone. I ran down the stairs panicking tripping up on my feet as I go along, blood from my cut was seeping out I didn't care my heart was crushed, I didn't know what to do no matter what she had done to me, she was still my precious mother. Tripping, I crashed into the landlord's door falling inside the room "Oh, C hii! Has your mother finally got the rent?" I shook my head vigorously tears and blood pouring down my cheek the land lord turned to his guests and apologised, I looked and there he was, the man with the red hair, my father, G.
A blond man with orange eyes grabbed my hand and helped me stand up he smiled at me. At this moment in time a smile from a stranger wasn't enough to calm my soul "What's wrong young one" he said smiling at me again the remaining men in the room were silenced by his voice. Tears overflowed from my face, I'm sure they were visible from underneath my hoodie "My m-m-m-other!" I screamed. I had no idea what I was doing the land lord said coldly "Have you finally ran away from that demon, no?" I stood there unable to speak I could do nothing all I could do was show them I grabbed the blonde man's hand and dragged him up the stairs "WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH PRIMO YOU BRAT?!" G shouted I kicked the apartment door open the other men followed I bet they were only expecting to see a abusive mother with a bad hangover, I slowly opened the bathroom door covering my eyes I didn't want to see my mother's dead body oozing with blood again. The men stood there, silent a beautiful woman with curled brown hair with slit wrists and tears down her face, naked as the day she was born "That's…" Primo said, his words trailing off
"Nufufufu… What an interesting turn of events" another cackled
Another was muttering prayers to himself I saw the red haired man I the corner of my eye frozen to the spot mortified.
I gripped onto the floor making my hands bleed, Primo handed me a letter, a dying not? A tiny ray of hope shined inside me, maybe she really had remembered?
I opened the letter shaking wondering what the contents would be.
My dearest G,
If you are reading this, then I am already gone
I'm sorry for leaving you alone, but you're not, when you left me I was pregnant, you know she was a beautiful girl I named her Chii, Whenever I said her name I smiled, truly form the bottom of my heart, she was truly amazing a born angel it's amazing though, she has an uncanny resemblance to you, I must say she's very quiet and shy best I bet she would be just like you, hot headed swearing all the time…
I did a lot of bad things to her I know god will never forgive for my sins, so I have no choice but to atone for them in hell. I'll be sure to see you again if we are reborn
Acilia
I dropped the paper on the floor my mind was engulfed by anger I looked in the envelope to see if she wanted to torment her only daughter more. Another note… I really do her hate her, why would she got to such lengths just to commit suicide and traumatize me?
I opened the note expecting to see some ungodly confession saying something like it was my fault she became mentally ill, it's my fault that she wanted to commit suicide
I dropped the paper on the floor my mind was engulfed by anger I looked in the envelope to see if she wanted to torment her only daughter more. Another note… I really do her hate her, why would she got to such lengths just to commit suicide and traumatize me?
I opened the note expecting to see some ungodly confession saying something like it was my fault she became mentally ill, it's my fault that she wanted to commit suicide.
I took a deep breath, preparing myself
To Chii,(She remembered my name?)
Mama loves you baby
She is so sorry for the things she did to you, that is why when I came to my senses, when I carved your father's tattoo into your face, I realised that I could no longer be your mother and I could no longer call you my daughter, that is why I can only do this for, I heard that the Vongola were coming tomorrow, I want to live, I sure your papa would do better raising you than me , I'm not expecting you to forgive me, no I don't want you to forgive me, hate me all you want, but someday you shall realise mama died for the best
Love Mama
I screamed, banging the floor, everyone jumped "WHY, WHY DOES SHE REMEMBER ME NOW? AFTER ALL SHE'S DONE WHY WAS DYING THE BEST THING TO DO?" so many questions in my mind unanswered so many hugs missed out on , birthdays on the wrong day uncalled for dates on valentine's day, she was right she was no mother of mine, but then my does my heart so?
I reach my hand out going to slap my mother's face but a hand stops me?