Selah walked out of the bathroom after taking her first shower in days. She still had no clue that that was where April had killed herself. Mark was busy in the kitchen making a pot of coffee.
"Morning." Selah turned around to face Mark. "You're a filmmaker, right?" Mark nodded.
"Yeah, why?" Selah chewed on her bottom lip.
"You have any tapes of my Mother?" she asked after several seconds. Mark stopped what he was doing, and turned around to face Selah.
"Yeah, but Roger has all of them. You should talk to him when he gets up." Selah sighed.
"Why is everything,
'talk to Roger' or 'wait for Roger' around here?"
"Roger
was your Mother's girlfriend; he'd be the one to talk to. That's
why he has the tapes, but he's never watched them." Selah
turned back around, and waited for Roger to get up. "You need to
call your Aunt and Uncle."
"I will." Mark went back to making breakfast, leaving Selah to her own thoughts.
Around noon, Mimi basically had to force Selah to call her Aunt and Uncle to let them know that she was safe. Selah picked up the phone, and dialed her home phone number. Luckily, no one was home.
"Hey Aunt Susan, Uncle Rick, it's Selah. Just calling to let you know that I'm safe. I found my Mom's boyfriend and her friends, and I'm staying with them. I love you, and I'll be home soon; bye." Selah hung up the phone, and turned around the face Mimi. "There, I called them." Mimi sighed.
"Was that so hard?" She asked. "Now they know that you're safe, and can stop worrying some. We have to find out who your Father is next."
Roger put his guitar to the side, and asked from his seat on the window seat, "What do you know about your Father?"
"My Mom came to visit a friend in the City, and met my Father. They had a fling while she was here. As far as I know, they never met again, and he has no clue about me." A flicker of doubt flashed across Roger's face; this couldn't be good.
Joanne and Maureen stopped by that afternoon. Joanne offered to sue all of her resources to try and find out how Selah's Father was. Selah was surprised by the Bohemian's kindness towards her. She stepped back for a few days, and observed the Bohemians. Slowly, she pieced together their stories. She knew who was dating who, who was closest with whom, and who lived with whom at any given point in time.
One morning, Selah went to go brush her teeth, but her toothbrush was gone. She looked around the bathroom for a few minutes before going out to the front room to ask Mimi about it.
"Hey Mimi, have you seen my toothbrush?" she asked. Mimi shook her head.
"Sorry honey. There should be an extra in the medicine cabinet," she replied. Groaning, Selah went back to the bathroom. Mimi watched the young girl from her seat on the couch. She was undoubtedly Bohemian with Bohemian blood in her. Today she was wearing faded blue jeans with large tears in the knees and paint splatters all over them, and an oversized gray hoodie. Her red hair was pulled back into a messy bun held in place by a single pencil, and strands of hair framing her face. Selah was a beautiful young girl with strong facial features, and the slightest hint of blonde in her hair.
Selah never found her toothbrush. Two weeks later, Roger came home from somewhere incredibly moody. Mimi followed him to their room to see what was wrong. Selah and Mark were at Maureen and Joanne's, so they were the only ones at the loft.
"What's wrong honey?" Mimi asked. Roger completely ignored her. "Roger! What's wrong!?"
"Nothing, nothing's wrong. Why would anything be wrong?" Roger shot back. He threw his jacket on the bed, and stormed out of the room. A piece of paper fluttered to the floor, so Mimi picked it up and looked at it; figuring it was a shopping list or something. Mimi nearly lost her balance when she read over the paper. No, this couldn't be happening, no! Mimi read over the bold faced print in hopes that she had read it wrong. Tears streamed down her face as those two words kept repeating in her mind.
"Paternity Test."
A/N: Ha! CLIFFIE!!!!
Tina101