Several hours later, I had arrived home and pretty much maintained the same mood as before, somehow. Darek had been kind enough to drive me home again and I did appreciate his thoughtfulness, even though it apparently wasn't obvious. I was glad I didn't have to walk home in that bitter cold weather. What had happened earlier was something I still wasn't quite sure of. I'd never really considered us ever being more than friends. Why, even just having him as an colleague was something I wasn't sure of, but I didn't seem to have it in me to reject him. He was kind to a point that it nearly hurt.
I was about to go downstairs until I saw my step-mother sitting in the living room. Hoping that she didn't notice that I was there, I inched away and quietly went to my room. I heard her voice and wanted to just shut my door behind me and pretend I didn't hear a thing. And yet, I hesitated and oddly thought that it would be a good idea to talk to her. I left the bag with the laptop in my room and went back upstairs.
“Did you say something?” I asked, avoiding her gaze.
“Oh, I just asked why you were home so soon.”
“I got a ride from a friend.”
“Was it that same guy you were with before?”
“Dad told you, I see.” My voice trailed off.
“Don't worry too much about it. He just cares about you, I'm sure.”
“I guess.” I said even though I doubted her words.
“This guy must be important to you, seeing as you still have him around.”
“I have no idea what you're talking about.”
“So, what do you like about him?”
“I...hardly see what this has to do with anything.” I wasn't sure why I felt so embarrassed.
“Sure, sure. Anyway, your father will be coming home soon. He was wondering if you'd like to go out to dinner with us.”
“Okay. That sounds fine, I guess.”
“Good, I'm sure he'll be glad to hear that.”
“I'll be in my room. Let me know when we're going.”
“Thanks.” I said quietly before I turned around and went back downstairs.
I wondered why my father decided that we all should do this, but I couldn't say that it wasn't for the better. Of course, I was reluctant because I really didn't remember the last time we all did something like this together. My mind wandered away numerous times and I had trouble focusing on what I was doing. I was still planning on trying to shut that program down, but it always seemed one step ahead of me. The things it had said still bothered me though. It could always be lies, I thought. Then again, why would someone go through all of that work in order to just confuse me? Sadly, it was working a lot better than I'd liked to admit. I turned my attention back to the screen to see that it had bothered to open a dialogue box and type in words on there. Surely, this would be more nonsense I shouldn't have to read at all.