Black And Grey

4. He cares..

I don't know what to say.. I actually forgot I was wearing dark shades which is awkward.....

"I know I'm in shades. So?" I ask

"It means something is wrong" he says seriously

"You don't seem like someone who would make herself uncomfortable by wearing shades indoors just for fashion" he analyzes..

"Well.. Maybe I am" I reply

"Stop trying to be who you're not" he says

He stretches his hand forth in a failed attempt to take my shades off

"Don't think about doing that" I warn him. He drops his hand..

"So,it's a bad thing to care" he says

He turns his back and walks out..

I'm sorry..

I sigh in frustration... My life is a mess.. He actually cared and all I did was to be rude to him..

Few hours later....
"So,Kate.. I'm out,see ya tomorrow" I say removing my apron

"Sure.. Bye,and be good" she says seriously
I grin at her and walk out of the shop..
I hop in my car and drive home.. It's a very silent drive,I'm not even playing music..

Finally at home...
Mom isn't in the living room so I decide to go upstairs,it's just dad on the couch..
"How was work,Jessy?" Dad asks

I stop dead in my tracks
"Huh?" I think out loud
Since when did he care? What's going on? I can't remember when last I spoke to dad even though he was at home..
I gulp.. Hope this is not a trap.

"I said how was work.. Isn't that where you're coming from?" He asks

"It.. Um..yes,yes it is.. I'm coming from work" I say

"Well,keep being hardworking" he says grinning

Did dad just smile? Oh,I must be dreaming..

"What's going on?" I ask bluntly

"I know you probably think it's weird,but Let's face it,you're like the breadwinner of this house and all you've ever gotten from me is torture" he says
Don't be surprised if by tomorrow,he can't remember all this he's saying..

"But,you're also the breadwinner" I lie

"I am,but you work harder than I do" he says

"OK then. Where's mom?" I ask
I don't think I want to continue this conversation,it's creeping me out..
I really wanna yell at him and ask him why he's like this.. I wanna ask him what I ever did to him,I wanna yell at him for not being there for mom and I
I wanna yell at him for abusing mom,and me too.. But,nah.. I know this guilty dad is temporary.

"Upstairs" he says pointing

"OK" I say as I turn

"Take out the trash when you're freshened up" he says
Now,that's the dad I know..

I nod and I head upstairs

"Mom" I say knocking on her door

"Come in" she replies from inside her room
I walk to her bed,she's on the bed,reading a book.. She's always been a fan..

"Hey mom" I say
She hugs me.

"How was today?" I ask

"Fine,and at the same time,weird" she says. She sighs
"Your dad says he might get a contract and it's in Germany,he's so close to getting it.. So,he's kinda happy" she adds