Chapter 2 She Who Can See Monster Part 2

I put the other things in my locker before I went home. My dad, Arman, greeted me in front of the house. He was dressed and looked like he was planning to take the taxi he was driving.

Why is he still coming out? It's getting dark.

"Dad, are you still going to drive your taxi? It's getting dark, "I told him, then took his hand and placed it on my forehead as a sign of respect. He laughed and messed up my hair.

"You really are my child. You are very thoughtful. Don't worry about me, your father is strong! " He exclaimed, then made a muscle pose like a male model on a billboard. Sometimes, my dad would act cool.

I smiled at him.

If someone asked who could make me smile despite having the ability to see the shadow of death, Without blinking, I will answer that there was no one else but my father.

"Why are you so worried, Mary? Do you think that I will die when I drive today? Do you see a shadow of death behind me? " That was when I lost my smile and quickly glared at Daddy.

"Dad, don't joke like that! It isn't funny." I widened my eyes.

My Dad was the only family I had. My mother was gone. She died before I was born. Certainly not! This is not the case because my mother died when I was little. I am not sure really. Rather, I don't want to remember.

I loved my father more than I loved myself, and I was willing to do everything for him. I couldn't afford to lose him in my life. He was the only reason why, despite my sufferings, I still tried to live.

"Be careful, Mary. I left a dish on the table. I ate early because I thought I would come home late. Carefully close the windows and doors and do not let anyone in. If you want to buy something, I left some money on top of the refrigerator. Buy something you like at the store nearby. After that, go to sleep and don't wait for me. You got it, Mary?"

I was quite offended by what Dad said. Something was wrong. It looked like something was bound to happen, but I just ignored it.

I smiled at him and nodded.

"Don't worry, Dad will still try to get home early."

After he said that, he got into the taxi he always drove. Before operating the taxi, my father peeked at me from the window.

"Mary, you better take a look at my horses." There, I lost my weight and ended up laughing. Dad was fond of horse racing to the point that he even brought one for the upcoming fiesta of Sitio Kalamazoo here in Plamour City.

"Yes, Dad. I'll take care of it. Go ahead and leave. Gosh! Are we going to say our last goodbye, Dad? "I pretended to be annoyed. Of all the people, only Dad could make me express all the emotions I have. Maybe it was because he is my father. My smile widened even more when he touched my face.

"Oh, my very beautiful child." He gently stroked it until he suddenly squeezed my cheek. "Stop talking back at me! You might say something demonic. Do you want to lose your dad? "

"Ouch, Dad!" I quickly walked away from the taxi window. That hurts. I felt like my cheek would be removed. I looked at Dad angrily.

He just made his signature peace sign with a smile. I imitated that because that was what Dad and I always did as a sign of bidding goodbyes. When my dad started the taxi, I just waved at him until the taxi disappeared from my sight.

I sighed before I entered our house.