The Exception

Chapter 53: Some Secrets Hurt, Some Don't

I returned a few hours later back home. Granted, it was the start of the weekend, and I could have organized to sleep over. I needed time alone, to think. I sat on my bed, my violin in hands, and started playing. It took me years to master this instrument, and was no longer a pain but a beauty. But every second was worth it. I closed my eyes and opened them again as the tune carried on playing. I stood up, and started to twirl. I loved it. I loved the fact that I could move, dance, and play the violin. However, not many people actually knew of this hobby of mine. Ellie and Evan knew I could dance, but only Keith knew I could play the violin. I don't really know why I kept it a secret, I guess it was just something of mine that I wanted to keep to myself. My secret.

But this secret didn't hurt anybody.

Keith's, Evan's and Ellie's did. 

I heard a knock on the door and gasped. 

"Just me, honey," it was my dad. He leaned on the doorframe. "You're getting really good at that."

"Who are you, and what did you do to my dad?" I asked with a smile as I placed the violin gently back in it's case. My dad chuckled. I missed that sound.

"Came back early, because I don't have as much work left..."

"And income wise?" I asked.

"We can make things work," my dad sat down on my chair, and I took a seat on my bed.

"So how goes your puzzle building?"

I laughed and shook my head. I guess, due to exhaustion, I just found everything amusing..."Well, as I was busy building the one, I just found a brand new one...and somehow, I get the feeling that this new puzzle is far more important, than the one I was solving in the first place..."

"So you're saying it's complicated?"

"Believe it or not," I responded. I grabbed my pillow and hugged it tightly. "I don't know what to do, Dad. I really like Evan, but there are things about him...I just don't know if I can do it, you know?"

"What things?"

I shrugged. "I don't know...that's the point. As much as he called me a mystery, I never realized that he was just as much as a mystery to me as I am to him. Problem is, if I solve this...will I like what I see?"

My dad nodded and sighed. "I don't really know what else to tell you, considering I don't really have a context of what is happening, but if you ever need me to step in and help..."

"Thanks Dad, but just running things through with you, has been such a help...this is something I need to solve on my own..." I said and took a deep breath. "Where's mom?"

"She's gone to spend some time with your little sister, taking her out for an ice cream or something like that. She just sensed that you needed space...so, let me know if I'm bothering you too much..."

"No, it's really good to see you," I said and stood up. "But I do have assignments and homework..."

"Well, how about tomorrow, we can go have a family dinner at a restaurant? All four of us?"

"Sounds wonderful," I said. My dad stood up and quietly left the room. It was strange, to think he actually was here, and he wasn't fighting with my mom either. The house was quiet. I liked it quiet. I took my violin back out of the case, and carried on practicing for another hour or so. It seemed to calm my mind of the nightmares inside.