Disclaimer: I own none of the characters...and that totally sucks! And if I use a song....I don't own it either!
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OKAY WELL, I DIDN'T GET AS MANY REVIEWS LAST TIME AS I HAD HOPED. :( It's okay I know everyone is busy around this time of the year. BUT PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!
I Can't Let Go :
Ch 3
The family got up early the next morning and got ready to leave for the airport. The girls were half asleep when they loaded them into the car fallowed by the luggage. They slept most of the way to the airport. It was easy, because silence filled the car. Scott didn't say a word, just gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles were white, and stared straight ahead. Shelby had thought to try to stir up a little conversation, but she knew it wouldn't be reciprocated so she just kept quiet. Scott was in pain, and on edge, and the least little thing might set him off at any given time.
They arrived at the airport within 45 minutes, and made all the arrangements with their luggage. When they boarded the plane, Shelby apprehensively allowed the two girls to sit in the two seats alone, even though it was right across the row. She was always paranoid with the girls, but she decided after a long argument with herself that Scott really did not need to sit next to one of the girls and be bothered by her for the whole trip.
Shelby took the seat next to Scott after getting the girls settled in right across from them. She glanced at him. He was staring down at a Sports Illustrated (TM). He had been staring for 10 minutes, never moving his eyes, never turning the page.
"Scott, uh, you've been on page 14 for 10 minutes. Are you gonna be okay?" Shelby asked him.
"Um, yeah, I'll be fine." He sighed, and shut the magazine. He threw it down on top of his bag.
Shelby regretted saying anything to him. He almost looked mad now, looking out the window. But he wasn't mad at her. He was mad at the world for turning its back on him. For everything that had happened to him. But most of all, he was mad that he couldn't do a thing about it. All Shelby had ever done was love him, but it would take him a while to figure that one out.
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5:00 P.M. Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada
Scott slammed the trunk of the rental car shut and grabbed two suitcases from the ground. He would come back for the rest later. Shelby was busy getting the girls out of the car. He walked up the narrow path to his mother's house. She had flowers planted, bordering the walkway and the porch. He climbed the steps, paused in front of the door, and then set the suitcases down. He knocked hard, three timed on the door. After a minute, Susan Boyd answered the door, the biggest smile she could possibly have on her face was there, considering the circumstances.
"Scott." She said. She pulled him into a hug. She didn't cry though. She was strong. Scott returned it. When they parted, Scott gave her a small smile.
Shelby came up the walkway, holding the girls hands, but when they saw Susan, they broke away.
"Grandma!" Annie said, and took off running up the stairs. Carly followed. Shelby smiled and tucked her hair behind her ears. By the time she had reached the porch and was standing next to Scott, Susan was crouching on the ground, hugging both the girls at the same time. She chuckled to herself.
"Gee, Scott, do you think they love her?" she asked him. The only reply he gave her was a smirk and a slight nod of the head. Susan stood up, gave Shelby a hug, and then invited them in.
They all got settled, and Shelby put the girls down for a nap. They protested saying they weren't sleepy, but Shelby knew better.
"Listen girls, I was born on a dark night, but I wasn't born last night." She said to them.
"Huh?" Carly asked. Shelby smiled.
"Don't worry about it. Just go to sleep." She kissed each of them, left the room, and joined Scott and Susan in the living room.
Susan told them that around 7:00 they would have the receiving of friends.
"What the heck's a receiving of friends?" Shelby asked, restraining herself from saying hell. She wanted to make a good impression on Scott's mom.
"It's like where...people come...and they give their condolences." Susan said
"Do we have to do it today?" Scott asked getting agitated.
"Scott, honey, I'm sorry but this is the only day I can do it. I know this is hard, but let's just get over it, huh?" she said to him. He nodded, agreeing to make an appearance, and not lock himself in the guest room like he had done at his grandmother's funeral.
There was a wave of silence in the room. Susan looked uncomfortable. Scott looked at her and noticed this. "Mom, are you okay?" he asked her.
"Actually...Scott....there's something I have to tell you." She started. Scott raised his eyebrows and motioned with his hand for her to go on. "Your father's will...." she trailed off.
"What about Dad's will?" he asked, getting interested.
"See.....the thing is.....he didn't leave anything to you. Or the girls....or Shelby or me." She said.
"What? Well who did he leave it all to?" Scott asked. He was surprised, and even a little hurt. Martin had told him a long time ago that Scott and Shelby would get ¾ of his money for themselves and their children, and Susan would get ½. He had even told Scott that the estate he lived in would belong to him.
"Elaine." She said quietly. "He left every penny and his estate to Elaine."
This hit Scott hard. Why Elaine, of all people? Why? After what she did to his family....Scott didn't understand. But he would soon.
As soon as Elaine walked through the door at 7:00 when people started arriving for the receiving of friends, Scott cornered her. "What did you do?" he growled at her.
"What do you mean, Scottie?" she asked him, jerking out if his grasp.
"I mean HOW did you get my father to leave everything to you?" he said through clenched teeth. "What did you DO TO HIM?!"
Elaine said nothing, but looked up at him through those fiery dark eyes. Eyes that screamed "guilty as charged."
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Next: What does Scott think Elaine did? Find out next chapter. Scott will do some investigation of his own. He'll become obsessed and start neglecting himself and his family. All this next chapter. PLEASE REVIEW.
OKAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! I KNOW......BORING! BUT THIS HAS A LOT MORE ACTION IN IT THAN LAST CHAPTER. CAN I GET 15 REVIEWS PLEASE? IF U WANT THE NEXT CHAPTER TOMORROW, OR ANYTIME SOON FOR THAT MATTER.....I WANT 15 REVIEWS!!!!! HAHAHAHA! AM I EVIL OR WHAT? Please review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
p.s. I also have 3 short stories that I want to post pretty soon. 2 about Shelby (I think) and one about Juliet. If i get good reviews on these chapters...I'll post them within the next week since I'll be out of school. Happy Holidays. ~Bee~