Cheesy

Clary's POV

It was another day that I am spending my time here at the Northeast mountains. I am resting for a while in the mansion when I heard my father's voice coming out of the living room. I was surprise to hear him inside this mansion, I never thought that he will be coming here. It was again an another surprise that I never did thought.

Luckily, I was inside my room when I heard my father. I went to hide in the closest room in the living room where I could hear his voice clearly. I saw his back facing me when I sneaked out of my room and went to another room. He looks thin that the last time I saw him, it was probably about four months and a half. I, of course, do miss my father...but right now, I don't think I would want to face him after all the feeling of betrayal.

"Mother..." I heard my father, he sounded ashamed and distant for that voice. "I haven't been here for several years..." still, my father sounded down and ashame.

I heard my grand mother clear her throat, probably unsure on what to answer my father.

It was tempting to go outside and face my father, but that would only make things worse. I do not want that to happen, I still have so many things to do. I cannot ruin things.

"I-I'm sorry, m-mother..." his voice broke, signaling that he is about to cry. That made me feel heavy, I haven't seen my father cry and I haven't heard him either. This is actually the first time that he sounded ashamed of himself.

"I went here, after several months, to tell you that..." He breathed heavily. "I-I lost our daughter, it was my fault..."

Dad, sounding so ashamed, made my heart felt heavy for not letting him know that I was alive. It made me guilty that he is feeling that right now, when in fact, I am here...I bit my lip as I suppress my emotions.

I heard some noise, from that sound I could assume that grand mother has slapped my father. I could say that it wasn't a light slap, the noise from it tell the otherwise.

"I shouldn't have let you raise my grand daughter! You couldn't even treat her right!" Grandmother scolded my father.

That made me almost revealed myself out of the room. I wanted to comfort my dad, I wanted to tell him that I am doing fine...but a part of me couldn't agree for that matter. A part of me has become so numb, that it can still bear not seeing myy father. I wonder if that is a good thing or I am just being a bad daughter in this life.

"I-I am sorry, mother. I wasn't a good father," his voice is low and it is kind of hurting me right here in my heart.

I wish I could say to him that he was a good father, that he protected me...but his decisions of raising me in that household where I am not treated right is not the rightt decision. I actually regret that I grew up there, it wasn't my place and I would never fit it.

"Apologize to my daughter, that's what she deserves." Grandmother said.

After that, I haven't heard their conversation anymore, probably my father had left the mansion with the brokenness lingering in him. It was not a nice feeling to see that my father is grieving, it was not good for a daughter who have always adored her father...but I needed to bear it to be able to carry out my plan. It would do no good if someone is aware that I am alive.

I went out of the room and went to my grandmother. She was busy cooking in the kitchen.

I hugged her from her behind and whispered, "I felt terrible..."

She held my hands. "Do you want to go after him? He is probably not that far..." She sounded concerned and worried with me.

I am not really sure if I wanted to go after my dad...and that means that I shouldn't. I felt troubled with everything, but with the fact that I am hesitant to meet my father, then I shouldn't do it.

I shook my head as I released my grand mother from hug. Grandmother turned around and faced me.

"Meet him when you are ready...Your mother wouldn't like that you and your father is not in good terms," she said as she slip my hair strands at the back of my ear.

I only nodded, unable to think on what I should respond.

"Hey..." Marcus coming out of nowhere. "Let's go?" He asked.

I nodded and kissed the cheeks of my grandmother.

"Saw your father leaving the mountain," Marcus stated as we walked towards the town, where most of the wolves of this pack are enjoying the night. I askeed him to join me on visiting the town since there will be an eclipse today and it has been a while since I saw it. According to him, there is a tower there where you could really see the moon.

I did not answer him and just walked with him, with the heavy feeling in my chest.

"Don't you have a date?" I asked him out of nowhere. I am starting to think if I am becoming a burden to him, he has been with me since I woke up here. He was always with me and it makes me wonder if I am taking much of his personal time. He was the only cousin that could accompany me, others were busy that I rarely see them.

"I'm maximizing the time with you, Erina. We will never know when you will be taken from us, again." He sounded serious and it is probably the most cheesy thing that I have heard from him.