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I'm so sorry for the wait, it won't happen again! You know, school, finals and to top all this my computer crashed!
Again. I'm sorry.
I want to dedicate this chapter to Mrs. Cohen 'cause she remembered me that you guys are reading this and waiting for an update. I love all of you that review my story and that read it.If you review much I'll update 'till the end of next week! Have fun and review...
Summer stared at the ceiling once again. Her head hurt, she was tired and restless. She couldn't stop thinking about Seth and Ty, about them spending a night together.
Would Seth like Ty? Would Ty like Seth? So many doubts forming in her head… In one hand Seth still looked the same: the curls, the dimples, the smirk. But in the other hand, Seth looked… wounded. As if the world was constantly beating him up, pushing him down and taking all his hopes. When Summer had looked deep in his eyes she had found a great mix of feelings: pain, worry, angriness, loneliness and something good… maybe… care. She wasn't so sure of it.
In those entire feelings one scared her more than the others. Pain, angriness? They were normal in a situation like this. Worry? She was in a hospital bed for god sake! But loneliness? She had only seen this in Seth twice. The first in Cotillion when Summer told him she wouldn't dance with him anymore. She saw him later curled in a corner, hiding from the world, and from her. The second had been in Marissa's room, when she asked if she had been mean to him. The moment she heard his answer, she regretted the question. It had been hard for her to admit what she had been: a puppet in her popular friend's hands. Summer thought she wasn't a girl to be manipulated, but in all truth, she had been.
Why would Seth be lonely again? He had his parents, Ryan, Marissa. When Summer left she never thought she would be hurting him. Of course the thought had crossed her mind, but it wasn't her bigger worry. She was sure she was doing the best for Seth and that he would get over her. Summer was just Seth's first love; he didn't know what was outside their relationship. New lips to try, new positions, new laughs, new jokes. It was only natural. After all, who marries their high school sweethearts?
But now, thinking about it, it wasn't that simple. Even after a big fight Summer had felt the sparks. His gaze when she was sleeping, or his hand on hers.
In this hospital bed, nothing made sense. She wanted to go back to the time when she was a candy striper, with no worries in her life: no job, no unfulfilled dreams, no missing daddy's credit car, no son.
It wasn't that she regretted her son. Ty was her world, literally. She lived for her baby. But, sometimes, Summer wondered what her life would have been without him. Really being 24, instead of acting like a 34 year old mother. She should be entering in the labour world with Manolo Blahnik on her feet. Instead she was wearing some 20 buck shoes.
It had been hard for Summer to give up her spoiled life. In the first few months it had been hell. She wasn't allowed to buy shoes. She had to save the money for the baby. She ended up crying to her sleep into a pillow.
If she had some kind of dignity left in her, Cohen would never find out about this.
Suddenly, she heard some knock on the door.
Summer answered pleasantly: "Come in."
A doctor entered the room. "I talked to your fiancé a while ago and I'm here to explain you your decease."
Summer worried a bit. "Is it serious?" – Then she processed the information- "Wait, fiancé?"
The doctor shrugged: "Yeah, the young man that was here all afternoon."
"Seth? Ohhh… ok. Explain me my situation please." Summer didn't want to create big waves. If Seth said he was her fiancé he must had her reasons.
"Well, you are anaemic. It's not serious, but you'll feel tired and weak for a few days, but it's just the medicine effects.
I know you'll be at your fiancé's apartment, but don't have sex or do exhaustive tasks, just for now. You really need to rest."
Summer smiled and assured: "Don't worry, we won't do such thing." The doctor smiled and replied: "I mean it! I know how it is to be young and in love, so I'm not saying it's easy. But a week without it won't kill you…"
Summer smiled and nodded once more. It wouldn't be hard to get better. She assumed that Seth wouldn't even want to get near her. As for her, having survived the last three years without it (man induced, of course), another week wouldn't be that bad.
At the same time in Seth's house.
Seth had excelled himself. He was chopping vegetables for the soup and there was a lasagne in the oven. Dinner was almost ready. Ty was seating in the counter near Seth playing with some chopsticks.
"What are you doing Ty?"
Ty shrugged: "Trying to draw an imaginary seal."
Seth smiled inwardly. Ty acted like him sometimes. Seth peeked over his shoulder and gave his appreciation: "Wow, it's getting good. Draw a ball for it. Seals play too!"
"How do you know if it's good? It's imaginary! But the ball is a good idea." Ty refocused his attention to the counter and Seth rolled his eyes. At times like this he remembered who Ty was: Summer's child.
"So Mr. Smarty, do you like to draw?" Seth asked, curious to know more about his son.
"I do. My drawings suck, but I like to paint. Do you have any drawing that I can colour? Mom is teaching me how to fill all the white gaps!"
Seth chuckled and nodded. "Sure. Come with me." He helped Ty to climb out of the counter and they headed to Seth's office.
No one entered in this specific part of the house. The office was his sanctuary. There, he used to surf the web, to daydream, to draw and even to write. Ty would be the first to see it, but Seth figured that it wouldn't be a big deal since Ty was three years old.
When Ty got in the room, he became speechless. Two of the walls were covered with books and the two other ones were covered with sketches, apart from the door. In the middle stood a glass secretary with a laptop lying on it.
Ty analyzed the sketches almost one by one. There were some of the AC characters, some of famous people, some of himself, Ryan and Marissa and a great deal with him and Summer. Or just Summer.
Ty stopped in front of particularly embarrassing one. Seth and Summer lying in a blanket on the beach, kissing, an exact replica of their senior year Valentines Day.
" What are they doing?" Ty asked, pointing to the drawing.
"They are just cuddling." Seth asked quickly, searching on his desk for a water polo demon sketch he had made a few days ago. He didn't like what he had done so he put it aside. But now Ty could colour it. He found it, grabbed a few colour pencils and dragged his son out of the room to avoid more embarrassing questions.
When they were leaving Ty decided to speak out loud what he was thinking: "I swear that the more I look to Little Miss Vixen, the more I think about mommy."
Seth picked him up and they returned to the kitchen.
"Can I tell you a secret?" Seth asked gently.
"Of course. I swear I won't tell anyone!"
Seth smiled: "Pinkie-swear?"
"Pinkie-swear." Ty agreed.
"Ok. I created Atomic County a few years ago, when you weren't even born. At the time, I created the four main characters after the people I loved the most. I based Kid Chino in my brother Ryan; The Cosmo girl in my friend Marissa; The Ironist in myself and Little Miss Vixen on your mother. So, it's only natural that you recognize her in the drawings. They are the same person, only with more super powers, because between the two of us, your mother already has some."
Ty looked extremely pleased with himself: "I knew it! I always told mum she looked like Little Miss! What are my mom's super powers by the way?"
"Well," –Seth replied- "she is a super mom, a super friend and a lot of supers that you are not old enough to find out. Let's set the table and eat, shall we?"
"Sure."
They set the table quickly and started rambling non stop while they were eating. They talked about Ty's friends, Summer and Ty's life, Seth's office, Ryan and Marissa.
After dinner time, Seth taught Ty how to pull the buttons in the play station controller and they spent the evening playing kid's games and puzzle bubble. They got ready for bed and Seth tucked Ty in.
When Seth asked Ty if he wanted him to read a story, he answered: "Yeah. But tell me a new one."
"What's a new story kiddo?" Seth wondered.
"It's not a popular fairy tale, like Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty. Those are the stories that mom tells. It's a different night so I want a different story! It only makes sense."
"Ok, let me tell you an inverted version of Peter Pan. Once upon a time, there was a young boy who didn't believe in fairies. All he wanted was to grow up, to stop being a kid, because everyone harassed him at school. He had no friends. But one day, another boy arrived to his house. They turned up being best friends and brothers. Together, they fought against everything. School, parents, girls and friends. After that time, the boy stopped to want to grow up and started to want to be a kid and teenager forever. The end. Happy ending, huh?"
Ty shrugged: "Not so much. Mom says it's no happy ending if princes don't find their princesses! The boy from the story needs a princess."
"Yeah? Who's your mother's prince?"
Ty beamed: "Me of course. Mom says she loved my father to death and that he was her prince, but now she found a replacement."
Seth chuckled and replied: "Ok, I'll make a happier ending. Remember when I told you that the boy didn't believe in fairies?" Ty nodded "Well, I lied. He believed in one single fairy. Her name was Spring. She made everything around him better and colourful. But Spring didn't pay attention at him in the beginning. When the other boy came around Spring started to talk to the lonely guy and when they grow up, they fell in love. One night, when they were 16, she asked him to never stop believing in her and to never leave her. Did you know that when you stop believing in fairies their magic fades away and they die? Well, the boy promised that two things to Spring: that he wouldn't stop believing or leave. Ever.
But he broke one of his promises. In the end of that year, he left her 'cause he needed to, but he never stopped believing. She just didn't die because of that, although she wanted to, life without him wasn't the same. They got lost, but they found each other once again. Spring forgave him, and now they live happy and they have a son about your age."
By now, Ty was sleeping peacefully. Seth kissed his mess of curls and got up. He wished his son sweet dreams and turned to leave the room. He switched off the lights and headed to his own room. It was only 9:30, so he figured that he could call Summer to know how she was doing. She should be lonely right now. He picked the phone and dialled Summer's room number.
She answered right after the second ring.
"Hello?" Her voice was weak but calm and relaxed.
Seth inhaled and started talking: "Hi Summer, it's me. Well I just wanted to know how you were feeling and to have you know that Ty is already in bed."
Summer replied: "Thanks Cohen! I'm feeling a little dizzy, but other than that, I feel fine. I just miss my baby boy… I've never spent a night without giving him a goodnight kiss, did you know that? Did he eat well?"
Seth smiled at her worry: "Don't worry; he ate a vegetable soup and a piece of lasagne. He asked for you and told me to tell you that he loves you. A lot of you in one single sentence. Feel special. I'll pick you up tomorrow somewhere in the afternoon. Is that ok with you?"
"Yeah, it's fine by me. It's not like I have much to do…"
Seth paused a bit but decided to ask Summer one thing he had been dying to ask: "How long will you too stay in Newport?"
"Nearly a month. But don't worry about seeing Ty. We'll find a way, I promise."
"Ok" -Seth replied disappointed she wasn't staying forever- "and Summer, although maternity fits you wonderfully well, don't start mothering me… You don't need to promise me anything."
Summer laughed nervously. "Well Cohen, with you, we never know... We as in people around you. Talking about that, how's everyone?"
"You really don't know a thing about the others, huh?"
Seth's voice sounded hurt. Summer wondered what had happened.
"No, when I left Newport, I didn't leave just you behind. I left everyone."
Seth sighed: "Well, Marissa and Ryan married two years ago and she is pregnant now."
"OH MY GOD" Summer shrieked.
"Yeah it's true. Your father is still fine with Julie; they've actually gone stronger since you left. My parents are the same, happy and in love. You'll be able to see them soon."
"Thanks Cohen… for everything"
"You welcome Sum, now I need to hang up. I'll check up on Ty during the night, don't worry."
"Oh ok. Bye Cohen."
"Bye Summer. See you tomorrow."
After a while, Seth was still thinking about his crazy day. He hated Summer so much for ruining the years that were supposed to be some of the best of his life. But he couldn't stop admiring her for going trough so many hard tasks. He could be crazy but he couldn't stop loving this girl.
Or the boy sleeping right next to his room.
I want to ask you what do you want to happen next. I promise drama coming but I want to know your opinion.
I'm not English so sorry for any mistakes...
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