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Chapter 7. Trough the Barricades
Abigail got home quite confused after the whole Jenny incident. While throwing her bag in the hallway her thoughts drifted to Jenny's anger ramble. When Abigail had told her about the mom-dad-dating part, Jenny had started laughing. When she had told her about the sex part, Jenny had freaked out.
It wasn't like it was some big deal. People had those kind of relationships all the time. As much as people thought that she was the type of girl who always screwed around with different guys, all of that wasn't true. Yes, she liked to have fun. Yes, she liked to tease guys with her sexy appearance. Yes, she liked to party and make out with random guys from time to time, but she wasn't a slut.
She knew all about her mothers reputation. And about her fathers. She had heard it so many times that it started to piss her off. Now being on the same school as her parents had been was even more annoying. Some old teachers always stereotyped her as a person that was shallow or dumb, that always skipped lessons and that failed for almost all her classes. Only the skipping school part was true, and that was just because she thought school was boring and way too easy.
She starting laughing because of the fact that her mind could drift so easily from someone else to herself. In some kind of way all her thoughts always ended about herself.
She was pretty proud of herself. And she wasn't afraid to admit that.
Walking towards the living room, she could hear the sound of her mothers voice clearly. She was of course making 'important' phone calls. Figures.
Abigail rolled her eyes and made sure her mother didn't hear her. It was always fun to eavesdrop a phone conversation for a little while.
Standing a little closer, Abigail heard her mother say, "You want to go to our beach house in Charleston? Are you completely insane?"
With a frown on her face Abigail listened further, slightly hating the fact that she couldn't hear the voice on the other side of the line. "I guess… It's not like I owe you something or anything. Yeah, I know. I think I can pay a visit tomorrow, but I'll have to take care of a nanny first. I can't leave my daughter alone in the house with Nathan gone all the damn time, no doubt that she's going to throw a party or whatever… Jesus the things I do for you."
Abigail rolled her eyes again. Right, as if she wanted to threw a party in her own damned house. Like she wanted to clean up all the puke and empty cups. Her mother probably thought she was some kind of party animal.
"But what do I have to tell Nathan? I don't want him to get suspicious." Brooke lowered her voice and quickly scanned the room, afraid as if someone was listening. Abigail quickly turned away.
"Yeah, I'll call you tomorrow or something. Bye."
Brooke walked out of the living room and saw Abigail standing there with a look on her face that scared the crap out of her. "How long have you been standing here?" She snapped as she leaned in till they were on the same eye level.
"Oh I just walked in and I heard you talking."
"You just love to eavesdrop don't you." Her mother murmured more to herself than to Abigail. "What did you hear?" Brooke asked as she narrowed her eyes in on Abigail. What if she had heard something?
"Just that you're going to call that somebody tomorrow." Abigail lied trough her teeth. "Who was that anyway?"
"Non of your damn business. Now go to your room and hug your stuffed animals or something." Her mother said as she hurried to the kitchen.
It was as if Abigail couldn't stop rolling her eyes at her mother. Stuffed animals. Right.
When school was finally over and Dylan had arrived at his place, he had a run in with the last person he had expected. As he watched her getting up from the porch, she said calmly, "Hi Dylan."
On the first hand he wasn't in the mood to deal with Abigail right now. The bitchy and sarcastic comments were starting to piss him off. But on the other hand, he was curious as hell about why she'd come here and he wanted to just turn around and hear what the girl had to say. That and of course the fact that he liked her and this was his chance to talk to her again.
"What are you doing here?"
Abigail wasn't taken back by the snappy tone from Dylan, surprisingly it was as if she was expecting it.
"There's something I want to tell you. It includes my mother and your father."
Dylan raised an eyebrow as he eyed Abigail suspiciously. "What about them?"
The other girl hesitated a second before grabbing Dylan by the arm. Looking trough the window to see if there was anyone home watching hem, she dragged him to his garden where no one could see them. She turned around with a look in her eyes that scared Dylan but intrigued him at the same time.
"I think-I think there's something going on between your father and my mother." Her eyes were searching for some kind of reaction but Dylan did not even flinch.
About ten seconds of just staring at each other, Dylan said, "I don't believe you Abigail." He shook his head and started to walk off. "I'm not in the mood for your shit right now."
"Do you think I'm kidding right now? Do you really think I would grab your arm and drag you all over here to tell you some fucking joke?" She hissed clearly pissed off.
This caught Dylan's attention back to the girl. Turning around he said, "Ok, why the hell do you think my dad is cheating on my mom with your mom? That doesn't make any sense."
"I heard my mother talking on the phone and she was saying 'I don't want Nathan to get suspicious' and all that crap."
"Right." He said clearly unimpressed. "So maybe your mom is cheating, but not with my dad."
She rolled her eyes at him. "Your father and my mother were having a serious relationship during their High School time. I know my mother can be the cheating type, so your dad is the first I could think of. It makes all the sense of the world. She gets lonely because my dad is always gone, and your dad is still in love with her!"
"Your mom may be a slut Abigail, but my father sure as hell isn't a cheater." He said calmly.
Abigail decided to ignore his last comment. "Tell me Dylan, does your father really loves your mother? Do they laugh together as much as they used to? Is your dad acting weird in front of your mom? And oh how about this, didn't he cheat on my mother when they were younger?"
He was silent. He knew what she was saying was true, but he didn't want to believe any of it. His dad would never do such thing to his mom.
"Your daddy dearest was totally in love with my mother for ages, who says that hasn't changed?"
"Fuck you Abigail! You don't know anything about my father or my mother or about love for that matter! My mom and dad love each other and they are happy together. So shut the fuck up and leave me alone ok? And mind your own business for God's sake!" He yelled as he stormed off.
Before he had the chance to slam the front door close, Abigail called after him, "they're going to meet each other tomorrow in our beach house in Charleston. I don't know about you, but I know I want to catch them in the act. I have no idea how I'm going to do it, but I know I need your help."
He had stopped and she was sure he'd heard her words, but after she was done he just walked straight to the front door. She watched him go. Of course he was hurt, weirdly enough so was she, but she felt like she owned him the truth. Hopefully we was going to help her tomorrow, cause she didn't know if she could handle the truth alone.
Nathan walked down the stairs with a dreamy look on his face. He had just took a long shower that always made him feel good. He was a good looking, hard working man but he was under a lot of stress. Showers made him think about his lovely wife and daughter, about how much he loved them and how blessed he was with such a great family.
When he reached the bottom of the stairs his dreamy face turned into a frown. Seeing his wife standing with a suitcase in her left hand, and a purse in the other made him wonder what the hell was up with her.
"Going somewhere?"
Brooke turned around as her cheeks turned red. "Oh Nate! Uhm, I just finish packing. I'm going to our beach house in Charleston for a few days. I think I need some alone time."
Nathan watched his wife in confusion. "When are you going and for how long? Why didn't you tell me that you were going? Maybe I wanted to come with you. We take Abby along with us, it'll be fun."
She shook her dark curls. "No, that's ok. I know you've got a lot of work to do. Besides, you told me yesterday that you have a business meeting the day after tomorrow somewhere in Europe remember? There's no way you can come with." She said sadly.
"What about Abby? You can take her for the weekend."
"No I called Maria, she'll take care of Abigail."
"Maria? The nanny?" When Brooke nodded her head Nathan groaned. "Oh come on Brooke, you're not going to leave her with that women are you? I think it's a good thing to spend some extra time with your only daughter."
Brooke, who was getting angrier by the minute, recomposed herself as she took deep, long breath. "Nathan, I don't want to hurt your feelings but Abigail and I are alone most of the time anyways, there's no point taking her with me because I'm not in the mood to spend time with a whiney person."
"Who says she's going to be whiney?"
"Look, I just want to be alone for awhile ok?" She stepped in front of him and placed a soft kiss on his lips. He closed his eyes at the light touch of his wife, while she looked at him in satisfaction. "It's just for two or three days. I'll call you when I go home."
"What about me? I want to go to our beach house too!" Abigail emerged from the living room as she gave both of them a glance. "I can surf and get a nice tan, I promise mother, that I won't be a problem."
Brooke took her eyes off of Nathan and gave her daughter an evil glare. "I think it's the best thing for you to stay home, Abigail. I'm sure you have lots of homework to do."
"She can do that in Charleston." Nathan shrugged his shoulders. "It's about time you two have some fun."
Already knowing there was no point arguing anymore, Brooke sighed and threw her hands up in surrender. "Fine, she can come with. But I'll warn you, I want some time for myself ok?"
When Abigail nodded excitedly before running to her bedroom to grab her suitcase, Brooke let out a fake smile to Nathan. "I'm glad you're taking her with you Brooke, you are a good mother."
She nodded her head and let him kiss her forehead. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to make a phone call." Brooke said as she kissed Nathan quickly on the lips to keep him satisfied.
To Be Continued.
