You Did Great

In the end, I really went to the hospital alone. My cut won't just stop from bleeding and the blood that I lost was too much, I also felt dizziness that really made me go tto the hospital. I was too afraid of what would my family say if I requested a doctor to pay a visit in our home and do the treatment there. They would probably mock me again for being such a weak Vertina. I also thought that with the tight security that the members of the family of leaders, they would probably not allow a doctor to step on our territory. Of course, for the security and safety of my sister.

The doctor stitched my wound in order to stopped the bleeding. I was advised to stay in thee hospital for a while to monitor my vital signs. I did not listen, though. I went out of the hospital as soon as I got my wound stitched. I decided to rest at the magical falls and spend the rest of the day there.

When I arrived, the magical falls remain empty and lonely. I am all by myself here again with the thoughts running in my mind restlessly. I am supposed to be happy that I won the duel. Maybe, I was happy earlier...but it was only short-lived. It was so lonely for me to even celebrate my own victory. No one congratulated me, I wonder what it felt like to have some friends that will be happy in your progress and achievements. I wonder what is the feeling of seeing someone patiently rooting for your sucess. I could only wonder.

My wound seemed not be healing that fast, like it did in the past wounds I have. The healing looks normal, now. I wonder what is happening in my body, I was so sure last time that I heal fast. Now, it seems pretty norrmal. Was it sort of some techinal error in my system? I do not know, the time seems to get slower at this rate.

Now that I am here alone, with my thoughts circling around, I realized that maybe I was slightly rude to Darren. I was not that rude and I have no intentions of being that rude. I just did not know what occurred to me earlier. I have no hard feelings for Darren, I already accepted the fact that he did left me because of his responsibilities. I already accepted that weeks ago, I did not know why I acted like some kid earlier. It was rude...

I went home when the sky started to get dark. I felt disappointed leaving the magical falls, I was not aware that I am waiting for him to arrive in this place. I just realized that I really am when I got so disappointed for not seeing him. I missed seeing his ruthless stare...

When I want home, both my mother and sister are in the living room. They seemed to be waiting for me to arrive. It was weird seeing them waiting for me. It was odd...and my sense did justify it right when my sister started confronting me.

"Who taught you to fight?" She was not asking out of her curiosity, she sounded like she is betrayed by someone. Was it that bad that I won in my duel? I needed to survive and winning is the only choice that was left in me.

"Was it Luigi?! Don't deny it! I saw both of you in the Luna Dinner!" She sounded so angry...insecure...and betrayed. Or maybe I am just misinterpreting her voice? I am sure that she is angry, though. The rest of her emotions do not justify anything.

I was actually taken aback with her speculations that Luigi has been helping me. The sight of us in the Luna Dinner perhaps made her think that way.

I shook my head as an answer, without any intention of saying anything as that would only made her more furious.

"Stay away from that family, Clary! That is my order!" My mother shouted. I closed my eyes to brace myself for another words that might come from her mouth.

As if she was reading my mind, my mom screamed out of anger again, "you should know your place! Stop dreaming for something you can't possibly achieve!" It was full of poison and I couldn't help but only accept that poison. It was just me, the embarrassment in the family.

Andrea stood up impulsively and was about to slap me when my dad cleared his throat, he was standing right in the stairs and staring at us coldly. Andrea was not able to slap me for that reason, she walked out of the living room and headed towards her room. I am glad that dad was able to stop that...I would be crying like some kid again if her hand landed in me. It was too much for me to live in this house, I cannot feel but be helpless and pathetic.

My mom did stop too, she is in distance with my dad ever since they came home from their last mission. I couldn't ask, though. I can only observe.

I went to my room and left my parents in the living room, it seemed like they are about to have a fight. Seemed...My dad never attempted to have an argument with my mom, never in my life that I witnessed my father entering an argument with mom. He would just remain quiet when my mom is furious and he is good at handling her.

I was lying in my bed, looking at the ceiling and unable to think what to do in this moment, when my dad entered the room. He is still with his unreadable facial expression. I wonder when will I start understand his sentimentals in life.

My dad cleared his throat, probably trying to have a conversation with me.

"You did great..." and it was the only thing I needed to hear today.