Mirage [n.h.]

seventeen

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The next few days were somehow dull. My mom still convinced me on staying with my father for a while and try to patch things up with him. Guess what. I am now driving the road to the place were my father and I'll meet today bringing my luggages. Yes. I am going to stay with him for a few days. No. I don't have any plans to reconcile with him. I only did this because of my mom and of course... for Ysabelle. 

The fact that Ysabelle's ghostly presence are not around anymore. Ghostly annoying presence I meant. Her being away has taught me that maybe staying with my father can I don't know reconcile? Patch things up? I really don't know. I'm still confused of what am I going to do but I'm trying my best to do what Ysabelle promises me on what's the right thing to do. 

I didn't meant those nasty things I said about Ysabelle the other day. I was just frustrated with all the weird occurences. My impulsiveness got a litte carried away. 

I checked my phone and its 2:56 pm. My dad says he'll meet me on Pleasant Ave. at 3 pm there's only like 4 minutes left and when he's not here at 3 pm sharp I plan on going back home already. Just a few minutes someone patted my right shoulder and when I look behind it's dad. He's wearing that long black coat again.

"I'm so glad you came." He held up his arms to give me a hug but I refused. 

"I'm only doing this for mom not for us." I scoff. My dad just nodded and he leads me to his flat. We somehow walk leaving my car behind. Its surprising because from the meeting place he told me about its far away from his flat. A few walks passed by, I already saw a small apartment. And there's no buildings surrounding it even neighbors. The place is locked up in a screen gate were barb wires are on top of it probably too prevent burglers. Not only one gate is locking up the apartment but another gate was locked in before you enter the place. 

"Hang on a sec." My dad says as he run his fingers through the collection of keys he has. A silver key unlocks the second gate and we made our way through the door. I brought my luggage inside and dad tries to help me with it. 

When I went inside, the place is messy. Clothes, different kinds of empty chips, empty bottles, crumpled papers were everywhere. "You want your son to live in this kind of place?" I asked.

Dad starts to picked up the trashes on different places and puts it on a large trash bag. "I'm sorry lad. I just didn't went home these past few days." 

"Why?" I steadily helped him clean up the mess. He ignored my question so I asked him again. "Why didn't you come home?" 

"Well son, I just have something to do." He smirks. 

We already finished cleaning up the mess and dad lead me to my room. Which is just behind his bedroom. The room was simple and it can fit in almost 2 people here. The bed is neatly prepared and also the bathroom on it. 

"If you need anything I'll be on the other room." My dad assures me and I nodded. 

I lay down on my bed and thoughts of Ysabelle run through my mind. I wish I could text her to say sorry for what I did. But in reality, Ysabelle's a ghost and I don't know how will I reach her. My eyes slowly wants to close.. and I slowly darted off to sleep.

*phone ringing* 

I woke up with a phone ringing when I checked my phone its not mine. The ringing comes from outside of my room and I think its my father's. I checked the time and its already 9:48 pm. Woah. I slept like for 6 hours.