Chapter 8 Every Family Has Their Problems

Cleo POV

With the bright lighting flashing from the party it made it hard for me to keep track of Deuce, there was something off with him, he never lied to me. So there had to be something really bugging him. Could it have been his dad? I was dancing with Frankie when I noticed that Deuce wasn't anywhere outside. In fact, I hadn't seen him in hours.

Not, since his cousin pulled me onto the dance floor to chat. It was kind of making me get worried he seems to out of it, it's probably not a good idea to leave him alone. "Hey Frankie, have you see Deuce."

I watched her blots light up for a moment, the spark lighting up her face. Showing the confusion that was written all over it. Her mismatched eyes staring at me with childlike confusion.

So she is going to be no help she probably didn't even notice that he was gone, to begin with.I walked off of the dance floor to see that lady Aphrodite was standing to the side talking to Ares.

Their heads were tipped down and it seemed like they were having this deep conversation and I don't think that it would be the best to interrupt them. They are gods after all and Deuce told me that they could get a little testy.

But if he wasn't with Ares then where could he have been. He loved parties, for the most part, there was no reason for him to walk off unless there was someone that he was meeting in secret. Could he have not wanted me here because there was another girl? A greek girl?

I let out this growl where the hell could he have gone. "Are you looking for someone." I heard this voice it was smooth and kind. But there is this wild edge to it like ocean waves.

When I turned around I was meet by brilliant green eyes the same as Deuce. I smiled wide at him forcing him to smile right back at me. That grin on his face is a mirror image of the one that was always on Deuce face. Now that I got a good look at him they were exactly the say they would probably have the same hair color if it wasn't for his snakes.

"So, who you are looking for?" He sounds like he interested in my answer as curiosity lit up his green eyes. But his laid-back posture said I don't really care. Was there were Deuce got his easy-going nature from. It couldn't be from his mother because she is crazy and high strung.

I wonder why Deuce didn't get along with his dad, from what I have seen he is a pretty good guy. Kind and caring but Deuce seemed to keep it distance which only force more question to form in my mind.

I smiled faintly at him, and I looked around waiting one more moment before spilling my bean. When I look at his face his gaze held me there. "I'm looking for Deuce I haven't seen him in hours, and I'm getting a little worried none of our friend have seen him and there is something important I needed to talk to him about." He frowned before placing his hands in his pockets as he leans back slightly.

"Well, he usually gets tired of these party, since they go all night long when he was a kid he loved going to the throne room he might be there if you would like to check." I looked at him amused Deuce never told me "That would be great and where do I find that room."

He is smiled sadly and looked at me, his green eyes sparkling ever so slightly, was there something that I said that am sued him."I'll show you the door is a little too heavy for you to move." I didn't know why he meant by that, I could move a door. I smile and nodded my head it would be good, maybe I could get to know him. I watched him walk over to a sidewalk pave of golden cobblestone.

I just followed after him, looking at the moon that was high in the sky while the warm spring air was replaced with a cold one that sends chills up and down my spine. I shuddered at the feeling, as goosebumps were covering my skin. "The air can be cold when the sun goes away. Here" I look over to see that he was holding a leather jacket in his hands, but he didn't have it before. "Thank you."

I could tell that Deuce got his fashion from his father, they were so much alike so why does he hate him. It's like hating himself, but I took it gently and wrapped to around my shoulder.I tried to put that question out of my mind but it was bugging me what was up with Deuce and his dad. "Would you mind if I ask you a few questions." I looked at Deuce father he smiled wide and nodded his head before looking ahead towards a large building.

"Shoot" I smiled as the way his voice lighten up at thought of getting to know me. "Deuce has never mentioned you or any of his other family except of course his mother who I just found out hates me." He let out this laugh but there was something about it that seemed hunted maybe tense.

"I don't really know about his mother we don't speak much about you. But as for me and my son, my brother and he doesn't get along, Deuce said something about him that didn't sit right with me. After that, it was a long line of aggravation and yelling matches between the two of us. After that we just grew estranged after a big blowout argument was I said something stupid that I deeply regretted"

I let out a sigh Deuce didn't seem like the guy that would make things up let alone hold onto a useless grudge. So, if he had a problem with his father then it has to be real, he had a good invention no matter how angry he is.I sighed heavily but nodded my head as we got closer to the building.

I noticed that there were two large golden doors. I am smiled so this was what he meant when he said that I wouldn't be able to move. I watched him pushed the door open with his open palm and the doors slammed open.

When I walked in I noticed the 12 thrones each with their own amazing flair but off to the right side of the U was a blue throne. With a netted back and a placeholder for what looked like a trident with three glowing green tips. But what most shocking thing about the throne is that Duce is sitting on that.

Is that even allowed but my thought got caught off when I hear a slight whimper leave Deuce lips and I began to really take in his state. His legs were pulled tightly to his chest and his arms are wrapped securely around his legs like they were keeping him in place. His head is hidden in between his two arms as he started to shake. I heard Poseidon moving towards Deuce not caring that Deuce clearly didn't have his glasses on. Deuce snapped his head up but looked right back down like he knew that I am in the room. "Deuce are you okay?"I could hear all the concern in his father's voice as he spoke gently but with a demanding edge.

"Deuce baby are you okay?" I look at Deuce and his snakes looked a little low but they weren't hissing. They always hiss when someone first walks into the room. I watched his dad walked over to him and rub his back.

Speaking softly to Deuce in greek which really put him at ease. Before I even know what was going on Deuce has his face buried deep in his father's chest as he let out silent whimpers. He looks so broken, what could have happened in the last couple of hours.

"Deuce where are your glasses? You know that you need to keep them on." I walked over stencil but I kept my distance just letting them have their moment. Deuce didn't move for a few moments and he didn't even say anything. He just let time pass on as he mulled over what he should say.

"I lost them sorry." I could tell he was lying there was just something in his voice that told me wasn't telling the whole truth. "Alright well, the only people you can't turn to stone is your mother and me so keep your eyes close till I can find your glasses."

I watch his father jump out of the throne and started to move about the room. I crept over to Deuce and whisper in his ears. "Are you going to tell me the truth or are you going to keep lying to me." I looked into taking in his upset features as he rests his head on his arms. But I could hear this light wipers. "I'll tell you later I promise.