After Dark || D.T.

FIFTHTEEN.

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I swear I wasn't paying attention to the road on my drive home. I felt I had much more on my mind. Not to mention how I still felt the coldness on my hands from Ethan's.

I planned on talking to him about it the next day but who knows with me. I also need to see Grayson pronto. He left this morning and seemed really pissed off..

It all really doesn't add up in my head, plus I didn't get much sleep so that doesn't help with the fact of how I can't piece this all together.

I tried to shake the thoughts from my head. I had better things to think about- like my night with the girls. I guess I'm excited but I'm not one for shopping. Or socializing.

I got to my house and pulled in my driveway parking to see my dads car there.

Is he seriously home?? After practically forever?

I quickly shut off my car and grabbed my bag running to the door and unlocked it going inside to see my dad sitting at the island in our kitchen on his phone.

I almost wanted to run up to him and hug him for finally coming home. But this part of me was extremely angry and I couldn't help myself but to yell. I guess you could say I have a reason.

"Where have you been?" I said dropping my keys on the counter.

He finally looked up at me. Probably about the 5th time he's actually looked at me for the time I've been here. But he didn't say anything.

"Are you going to say anything?? You haven't been here for days!" I said raising my voice and using hand gestures which I usually do when I'm mad.

"I'm sorry." Was all he said.

"Sorry? You're my dad. I just got here and you're not even home to give me the time of day. I came here to see you again. Spend time with you. And you're not even here to say good morning to your own child before I go to school or at all?" I said tears whelming up in my eyes.

I didn't want to cry. I never cry. But I couldn't help myself. I felt like I had the world on my shoulders right now.

"Valerie, its a long story you wouldn't understand. Please don't cry." My dad was never good with feelings, even with my mom's when they were still together back in the day.

I didn't feel like carrying on an argument, or crying in front of him.

I just rolled my eyes and ran up to my room shutting the door. I threw my bag on my bed and plopped myself down next to it.

I felt sick to my stomach at the moment. What could he be hiding from me?

As I stared at my ceiling, I had that feeling someone was watching me so as an instinct, I shot up and looked around my room. Only to see no-one.

I sighed and decided to sit up and get my homework done.

I shouldn't work myself up over this. Right? If my dad can't be home with me like he said he would and won't even tell me why, then I shouldn't waste my tears on him. Just like my mom didn't. Men, am I right?

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Before I knew it, it was already 5 o'clock and I had gotten a message from Paige asking me if I was ready. I texted back 'yes' and we agreed to meet at the mall with Linnea by 5:30.

I got up out of my bed and tried to make myself look presentable again. My hair was a mess and the little makeup I wore had worn off.

I fixed myself up and grabbing my purse and phone going downstairs, ready to face my dad.