Conversation with Mom

Esha's POV

Three days.

I have not turned since then and I had been absent in school for two days. I did not talk to anyone much for these days. It had been so overwhelming. Everything I have known until now may have taken its toll in me. I wanted to feel okay again, completely okay.

Cain had called me lots of times and also Bran. Clara came but I did not face her either. I only sit with my mom when we eat our meals together. She did not push me further as my distant look and distant behavior might have been her reminder that I need this quiet time to myself.

I gave up thinking too much but I got some figuring out done by the third day.

I'm here at the backyard now. Looking at gloomy sky. Den Vale has some damp weather, as usual.

"How are you feeling?" I heard my mom say from my back, she is sitting on the rocking chair of the beside the door.

"A bit fine, I guess" I said, "Sorry about my outburst."

"It's alright, I know it is shocking and overwhelming" she said, "You know I don't want to push too hard if you don't want to discuss."

I turned and looks at her.

"What power do you have that you are sure I have?" I asked, "I never felt anything or did anything that have to do with any magic."

"You were little, you don't remember, and then you grew up and you still did not notice" she answered, "I did not mind if you have some witch powers because you have a choice not to use it, except if you are not conscious or aware of it, of course" she continued, "Your sister, she only had a few times to have shown some magical powers but she never bothered to ask or question but left it that way."

"Does she know about Daddy and you?"

"She did."

Not a surprise but maybe. Another revelation of my ever surprising life.

"Why did you not bring me into this or ever give me an idea or a heads-up or anything?" I asked, a bit frustrated again.

She looks at me with that sorrowful eyes.

"I just really did not want you into anything that have to do with it" she answered, "I just really want out and I'm sorry that it looks like it's a mistake not telling you."

"I will try to understand that, Mom" I said, "It is just too frustrating because I feel how you want to protect me like you always do" I continued, it is true, though, my mom has been so protective of me but didn't give me too much restrictions because it is how she does it, "It's complicated for me."

She gets up and sits beside me. She pulled me close to her to be hugged.

"I am really sorry, honey, I cannot stop this" she said, "Your father's lineage is a bit complicated but they are close to each other" she continued, "They are not a big family, as you know."

Grandparents? I have always wondered about that because I only remember one time when Mom was in a call and I heard her say my father's name and a woman's name. My sister mentioned, she is our grandmother but nothing more.

They never talked about her nor anyone from my father's side. And I did not ask too much.

"Even if that had been my father's lineage, you still married him" I said, "You knew that even before" I am curious now how they came to be.

"He was a wonderful and lovable person, your father" the way she talks has made that sorrowful eyes have a tinge of happiness and twinkle like she is adoring him now as if he is alive and with us, "He never mind even if I am a witch that time, even when I am a danger to him, he had been with me always" she continued, "Your grandmother did not approve of him but she did not oppose us at the same time."

I met my grandmother once and she adored me and my sister but everything became blurry and I don't remember seeing her again or her contacting us, that's nine years ago, one year after my father died.

"I had to give up my usage of witch powers so I can have a normal family life with him, it is your grandmother who helped us with camouflaging our whereabouts from the faes but it didn't hold up much" she said, sadly, "I am so grateful of her, of course, but in order to not bring more pain, I told her that we must have less contact so the faes would not bother the coven because they let me go" she sighed, "There are a lot for me to tell you, Esha."

"I will listen" I said, my mom may have gone through tough times on her own in the past in order to have peace in her life, even if it is not for long.

"If the faes will come for me, is there any more reasons why they did not bother you much after you went to them?"

"Faes can keep their word but anything outside it, they can do."

"Like coming after me for the powers they sought of you?"

My mother hugged me tighter.

"If going back to my powers will protect you, I will risk my life."

"Mom!"

"Esha, everything I am is everything you and your sister have."

"We won't like that, Mom!" I said and pulled myself from her to be freed from the hug.

I looked at her intently.

"I had so much to know and learn from this new life I will have, so much to accept, as well, but Mom, I need you and I don't want you to go and act like my sacrifice for whatever the deal those faes have."

"Oh, Esha, you know I can always do anything for both you and your sister" she said, "Anything."

Her determined voice got me and her the seeming distant look on her eyes had me thinking how mothers can really love their children this much.

I don't want to rush every information from my mom and we will still be able to have conversations regarding my bloodline.