Chapter 2: Trying to Focus
"Hey," David said walking into the office. "Didn't think you'd be in."
Emma continued to busy herself with paperwork, "Where else would I be?"
"Emma it's probably none of my business but-,"
"Then don't ask," Emma replied harsher than she meant. "Sorry, I just really need to focus on something else right now."
"Bad night?"
Emma looked up at David. She could tell he was concerned about her, it's not like what was going on with Neal had been a secret, it was hard to cover up a personal matter in a small town, but she couldn't talk about what was going on, she couldn't talk about boys. What girl could talk to their father about that sort of thing? She imagined those kinds of situations before both as a young girl and now as an adult. Maybe her fears and awkwardness held no merit and were over imagined but still given the events that had occurred had happened less than twenty hours ago she wasn't ready.
Emma shook her head, "I'm not sure what kind of night it was."
"You and Neal didn't sort things out?" Emma looked up. "I'm sorry, I don't want to pry."
Emma smiled a little, "You're my dad so I think you're allowed."
"You know if you do want to talk then you know you can always come to me or your mother."
"I know. I think what I really want right now though is to focus on my work."
"I'll leave you to it then."
Emma watched as David took a few steps toward his desk. She knew he was just trying to help but no one could help and that was part of the problem. The easiest thing to do was forget about it completely. At least that's what she had kept trying to tell herself but the more she did the harder it was to forget.
Neal was right, she hadn't been drunk. She had just needed any form of excuse even if it made no sense.
Emma shook her head trying not to allow herself to go there but it was too late. It all ready was. She brought a hand to her eyes and closed them, remembering the events that had transpired the night before.