July 4th, 2011-
"If you drop the L word..."
He cuts her off. He moves closer to her. He looks her in the eyes, "I won't."
She doesn't say anything. He presses his lips to hers, and pulls her closer. After a few moments she pushes him away.
"What are we doing? You are leaving for three years. Nothing that happens now is going to change that."
"I know that nothing is going to change the way that I feel about you."
"Don't she begs."
"I won't ask you to wait for me, but I can't help but hope."
"I should go," she turns to leave.
He grabs her arm as she walks away, "Please don't."
She turns, and looks at him.
August 13, 2011
Bay leaves the house in a hurry. She nearly knocks Adriana over, on her way out.
"Where is the fire?"
"I have an errand to run," Bay stretches the truth.
"Are you ok?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Because you are acting as if you are trying to sneak away unnoticed."
"At seven o'clock in the morning?"
Adriana squints, "What are you doing up at seven o'clock on a Saturday morning?"
"I told you I have an errand to run."
"You would tell me if something was going on?"
"Yes," she insists.
"You know I have to drop a letter off at the post office, why don't I just ride with you. We'll save some gas."
"I don't know about that."
"We can grab some breakfast."
"I'm not hungry."
"Why don't we go, before someone notices us standing in the middle of the driveway?" Adriana suggests.
"Ok," Bay nods, in agreement.
Kathryn sorts through the laundry hamper. She starts tossing light clothes into the washing machine. It's early on a Saturday morning. She looks over at Regina, who stands at the dryer, unloading clothes. They work on their separate loads of laundry in silence. Kathryn reaches into the bottom of the hamper. She pulls out a stuffed toy rabbit with a sticky coating on the outside. She olds it by on of it's floppy ears. Regina looks over at her, and tries not to laugh. She breaks the silence.
"What do you think is on it?"
Kathryn shakes her head as she tosses the rabbit into the washing machine, "I don't know that I want to know," she admits.
"There are a lot of things that I don't want to know."
Kathryn closes the door to the washer. She looks at Regina, "You know every morning I wake up, and I ask myself how we got here."
"On Earth?"
"That isn't what I meant."
"I know."
"Maybe I should try to be more understanding, but..."
Regina cuts her off, "You've been far more understanding that I have."
August 13th, 2011,
Adriana sits in a diner, with Bay. She shakes her head.
"Are you sure that this is where you want to have breakfast?"
"You said that they had the best pancakes in all of East Riverside."
"Why did you want to come to East Riverside?"
"Because nobody knows me here," Bay answers.
"You want to talk about it?"
"I definitely don't."
"Ok," Adriana nods, and sips her coffee.
"I don't understand how this happened," she admits.
"You didn't..." Adriana begins to guess.
"I did."
"Oh."
"Something must have happened," she insists.
"Obviously."
"This can't be happening. I'm not even sixteen."
"It doesn't have to happen," Adriana reminds her.
"What would I tell my parents? I can hear them now telling me that they knew he was trouble, and that something like this would happen. I would never hear the end of it."
"Are you going to tell them?"
Bay shrugs, "I don't know."
"Is there anything that I can do?"
Bay nods, "You're doing it."
"Anything more I can do?"
"Don't tell anyone."
"I won't."
"And tell me what I should do."
"I can't do that."
"They're going to kill me."
"No, they won't."
"Obviously you haven't spent enough time with them," Bay argues.
"You're their daughter."
Regina helps Kathryn fold the laundry as it comes out of the dryer. Kathryn reaches in, and pulls out the stuffed rabbit. Regina shakes her head, as Kathryn tosses it onto the top of the pile of laundry, in the basket.
"He's missing an eye."
Kathryn looks at the stuffed bunny. She shakes her head in disbelief.
"I have replaced the right eye on this thing three times already."
"I know, and every time it's with an uglier button. The poor thing has one regular eye, and one button eye."
"Maybe he is just destined to be a one eyed bunny."
"He's destined to be a lot of things."