Hello everyone! I got the chance to work on a new chapie and took it. I
hope this turns out okay. I have tossed the evil purple notebooks ideas out
the window and I am now just winging it. Oh fine I will admit that I'm
still useing some of my more interesting plotlines that I have already
worked out. well enough babble, on with the next chapter.
When Summer awoke she was in strange suroundings. She was in a rather large room on a rather large bed. She started to sit up but then regretted it when a sharp pain shot through her ankle at the slight shift. Lowering back down on her back she tried to remember what had happened when she was last awake. The memories were vague but they surprised her. They were of a close body and being carried in the strong arms of a friend. That little bit plus the way her ankle hurt helped her to piece together what had happend. She had somehow hurt herself and...someone...had comforted her then carried her to...; then the thought hit her. She gasped. That someone had been Rock! And if it had been him then she had to be in Duke Red's mansion. As if summoned by her thoughts the door opened and Rock walked in. He closed the door silently behind him and crept over to the bed. Sitting gently on the edge of the bed he looked down at Summer, seeming not at all suprised to see her awake. But then one has trouble seeing suprise if the other is wearing dark sun-glasses. "Sunglasses in a dark room? Speaking of which, where are we anyways?" Taking off his sunglasses he looked at hr in amusement. "We are in my father's mansion." "Duke Red's mansion? Wow. " "How is your ankle?" "It hurts." she said drily. "The bind thats on it should help." "Thankyou for what you did yesterday. It was yesterday wasn't it?" At his nod she continued. "That was very kind of you." Then after a short pause she added, "Could you help me sit up?" "I don't see why not." She had to grit her teeth as he helped prop her up on some pillows. "Thankyou." "Anytime." His short statements were starting to bother her. For lack of words herself she leaned over and hugged him. At first he was kind of stiff in her embrace but then started to relax and wraped his arms around her returning the comfort.
A solitarty tear slipped down his face as a memory of Winter crept to the surface of his mind. Summer felt the tear land in her hair. "Why do you cry Rock?" The words were softly spoken and muffled a little against his chest but still burned like a brand as they brought up more memories of Winter. After a moment of silence with no more tears shed Summer spoke again. "It's okay you don't have to tell me but, it's okay to cry to. It's better to let it out." As she spoke tears started to fill her voice but she kept speaking. "I don't mind if you cry because I bet you have a reason to cry. I do to. I miss my parents." The dam holding back her tears broke.
As she sobbed into Rock's chest she tightened her grip on him. He to was fighting not to have his own carefully built dam break but it was a hopeless battle. At first his tears were slow, then they slowly increased until they became a steady flood. He pulled himself closer to Summer and together they cried. Each for their own reason but still for one same. The loss of loved ones. It was odd how destiny had brought them together to help heal each other of deeply cut wounds.
They sat holding each other for several hours. Even after the tears had stopped flowing they refused to let go. Almost afraid that if they did the other would disapear, only a dream. when they finally did pull apart Rock stared into Summer's eyes, gently carressing her face. She stared back into those sapphire ice eyes, losing herself in them when suddenly Rock stood, put on his sunglasses and strode out of the room not even bothering to close the door. Summer sat there confused. There was still a lot that she had to work out about this strange boy. Her thoughts were interupted when a man with an extremely large nose apeared in the doorway. It took a moment but she placed him in her recognition as Duke Red. When he saw that she was sitting up he strode into the room and sat in a chair that was near the bed. "How are you my dear?" he asked, his voice full of concern. "F-f-fine." she stammered caught off gaurd by the way he asked the question. " Thats good."he paused,"It's also nice to see someone back in this room." He continued on at the questionong look on her face,"It was my daughters room." A look of longing fillled his eyes. Then he focused on Summers face. "Her name was Tima. I could tell you about her sometime if you want but I do not think that now would be the proper time. You should rest if you want your ankle to get better. You can stay here for a while though if you waqnt to leave you should be able to walk tommorow." He looked at his watch and started to rise. "I'm sorry, I have leave but it would be nice to talk to you again sometime." "Thankyou for letting me stay." she told him as he strode back across the room to the door. "Your welcome." Then he was gone out of the door.
Feeling suddenly drained and tired Summer gently lowered herself back into a laying position. Thinking about how strange both of her encounters that day had been she fell into a sleep not to be broken till the next morning by a familier voice calling her name.
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When Summer awoke she was in strange suroundings. She was in a rather large room on a rather large bed. She started to sit up but then regretted it when a sharp pain shot through her ankle at the slight shift. Lowering back down on her back she tried to remember what had happened when she was last awake. The memories were vague but they surprised her. They were of a close body and being carried in the strong arms of a friend. That little bit plus the way her ankle hurt helped her to piece together what had happend. She had somehow hurt herself and...someone...had comforted her then carried her to...; then the thought hit her. She gasped. That someone had been Rock! And if it had been him then she had to be in Duke Red's mansion. As if summoned by her thoughts the door opened and Rock walked in. He closed the door silently behind him and crept over to the bed. Sitting gently on the edge of the bed he looked down at Summer, seeming not at all suprised to see her awake. But then one has trouble seeing suprise if the other is wearing dark sun-glasses. "Sunglasses in a dark room? Speaking of which, where are we anyways?" Taking off his sunglasses he looked at hr in amusement. "We are in my father's mansion." "Duke Red's mansion? Wow. " "How is your ankle?" "It hurts." she said drily. "The bind thats on it should help." "Thankyou for what you did yesterday. It was yesterday wasn't it?" At his nod she continued. "That was very kind of you." Then after a short pause she added, "Could you help me sit up?" "I don't see why not." She had to grit her teeth as he helped prop her up on some pillows. "Thankyou." "Anytime." His short statements were starting to bother her. For lack of words herself she leaned over and hugged him. At first he was kind of stiff in her embrace but then started to relax and wraped his arms around her returning the comfort.
A solitarty tear slipped down his face as a memory of Winter crept to the surface of his mind. Summer felt the tear land in her hair. "Why do you cry Rock?" The words were softly spoken and muffled a little against his chest but still burned like a brand as they brought up more memories of Winter. After a moment of silence with no more tears shed Summer spoke again. "It's okay you don't have to tell me but, it's okay to cry to. It's better to let it out." As she spoke tears started to fill her voice but she kept speaking. "I don't mind if you cry because I bet you have a reason to cry. I do to. I miss my parents." The dam holding back her tears broke.
As she sobbed into Rock's chest she tightened her grip on him. He to was fighting not to have his own carefully built dam break but it was a hopeless battle. At first his tears were slow, then they slowly increased until they became a steady flood. He pulled himself closer to Summer and together they cried. Each for their own reason but still for one same. The loss of loved ones. It was odd how destiny had brought them together to help heal each other of deeply cut wounds.
They sat holding each other for several hours. Even after the tears had stopped flowing they refused to let go. Almost afraid that if they did the other would disapear, only a dream. when they finally did pull apart Rock stared into Summer's eyes, gently carressing her face. She stared back into those sapphire ice eyes, losing herself in them when suddenly Rock stood, put on his sunglasses and strode out of the room not even bothering to close the door. Summer sat there confused. There was still a lot that she had to work out about this strange boy. Her thoughts were interupted when a man with an extremely large nose apeared in the doorway. It took a moment but she placed him in her recognition as Duke Red. When he saw that she was sitting up he strode into the room and sat in a chair that was near the bed. "How are you my dear?" he asked, his voice full of concern. "F-f-fine." she stammered caught off gaurd by the way he asked the question. " Thats good."he paused,"It's also nice to see someone back in this room." He continued on at the questionong look on her face,"It was my daughters room." A look of longing fillled his eyes. Then he focused on Summers face. "Her name was Tima. I could tell you about her sometime if you want but I do not think that now would be the proper time. You should rest if you want your ankle to get better. You can stay here for a while though if you waqnt to leave you should be able to walk tommorow." He looked at his watch and started to rise. "I'm sorry, I have leave but it would be nice to talk to you again sometime." "Thankyou for letting me stay." she told him as he strode back across the room to the door. "Your welcome." Then he was gone out of the door.
Feeling suddenly drained and tired Summer gently lowered herself back into a laying position. Thinking about how strange both of her encounters that day had been she fell into a sleep not to be broken till the next morning by a familier voice calling her name.
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thanks for the reviews keep it up I like hearing other peoples opinions on my stories