"Again."
"He's going to be late Again."
Seriously what the heck did he discover that's been keeping him away.
I stared at my phone. The recent text message shining back at me.
"Sorry can't make it home again. I left some food in the fridge."
I sighed, set the phone down.
Seriously he works at a computer lab for the government, what the hell do they have him doing that's taking so much time?
-o-
Chinese takeout for dinner.
Tasted surprisingly good given it was 2 days old. Guess meat drenched in sauces with rice wasn't that prone to tasting bad after a while. Or they just packed it with preservatives.
High school book bag on the counter. Haven't even started the homework due soon.
Wish my dad came back soon… kind of lonely without mom around anymore.
I sighed, I wasn't in the mood for eating. I wasn't in the mood for doing homework.
Might as well go to bed.
-o-
I took a shower.
The hot steam curling around my body.
I wasn't even washing myself, just enjoying the sensation of warm water.
Guess I had that going for me. Could be worse I guess? Could be in some slum, starving to death. They say you should be grateful for what you have. It was considered rude to gripe about life while you lived in a first world country or something.
-o-
I was getting into bed when I heard the door open.
Dad was back.
I heard some shuffling, then a microwave starting.
Guess he didn't go grocery shopping, guess he was going to eat leftovers as well.
It was nice having someone in the house again. Used to be my friend would keep me company, but they were part of a military family.
They moved about a year ago for a new assignment. Some base out in some tropical paradise.
Hadn't really made any other friends at school, and I didn't really know anyone else.
Didn't really feel like getting to know anyone.
-o-
Stared at the digital clock on my nightstand.
A bright red 2:32, surrounded by inky darkness, stared back at me.
I wasn't going to sleep anytime soon.
I got up, and quietly tiptoed to the kitchen.
I hope I didn't wake up Dad, he's probably exhausted from work.
I started for the fridge. But then stopped.
Next to my book bag was my dad's computer bag.
It was glowing.
What the hell?
I went over and opened the bag.
Dad's computer was glowing.
…
What?
Seriously his computer was glowing. The hard black case was glowing a soft blue color. I opened up his computer. His screen was glowing a light Cerulean. I tapped some buttons. Nothing happened.
I sighed, probably shouldn't be messing with his stuff anyway.
But still, it was really cool. I'd have to ask my dad how he was able to make his computer glow like that.
Maybe I should take a picture?
I started back for my room.
"…he…lp."
I spun around.
"Who's there!?" I shouted.
I heard some stumbling down the hall. Probably dad getting up. Good.
"Come out where I can see you."
"..he…lp…m…e."
The computer gave a light pulse before dimming.
Wait, did the computer just talk?
The computer pulsed again.
I heard footsteps coming down the hallway.
I tepidly inched towards the computer. Eyeing it warily.
The computer started to really light up. It was really glowing blue now. The room was a blue shade from all the light the computer was giving off.
"the…com…g."
I heard my father come in.
"What's going on?"
"I dunno you're computer is talk-"
My hand brushed against the glowing computer.
A massive portal opened up beneath me and I was sent plummeting into inky darkness.