Seth stood at the door staring out at the pool house. He yearned for the
closeness to someone like Ryan had with Allison. In a way he hated the fact
he was an only child. He put his dish in the sink and walked up to his room
for find some clothes. He stared at his bed; the sheets rolled into a ball
in the middle. He stretched out on the bed and breathed in and closed his
eyes. His bed had an unfamiliar scent to it; like citrus. It must be
Allison's perfume or something. But he didn't remember the scent while
helping Ryan tuck her in. He opened his eyes.
"Hey Seth."
His eyes flashed toward the door. Marissa smiled and walked in leaning against the doorframe.
"I'm sorry did I wake you?" She was so sweet.
Seth shook his head and sat up. "Are you looking for Ryan? Because he is in the pool house with Allison."
Marissa shook her head. "I know he is. You mom told me; I didn't want to bother their sibling bonding thing."
Seth nodded and swung his feet off his bed, settling his feet on the cool hardwood floor. "Is Summer with you?"
Marissa giggled. "She is the only thing you think about isn't she?" Marissa shook her head at the love Seth had for her friend. "She is at my house. We are planning on going to the beach later and I wanted to take Allison with us. You know; girl stuff."
Seth laughed. "Actually, I don't know, seeing I'm not a girl and I have no interest in 'girl stuff'; I have no clue."
Marissa rolled her eyes. "If you did I would be worried about you."
"No! No! No! Ryan you can't make me! I have never done a girls afternoon and I have no intentions to!" Allison yelped, shaking her head at Ryan who was laughing into his Coca Puffs.
"You'll like Marissa, she's cool." Ryan said shaking more cereal into his bowl.
Allison stole his bowl away from him. "I go in the shower for five minutes and I have to go to the beach with Malibu Barbie? I think not. You may love her, but I don't have to go."
"Two things. Give me back my cereal!" He said grabbing for the bowl in his sister was picking through. "And this is Newport, not Malibu."
Ally slid the bowl over to him against the marble countertop. "I would rather sculpt something with my own earwax."
"Ew...Graphic." Seth interjected from the door, making a face. "Dude; how can you eat after that?"
Ryan shrugged and dug in. "And Ally you're going." He said between bites.
"I...can't!! Seth and I are going someplace!" She replied leaping to Seth's side slipping an arm over his shoulder.
Ryan raised an eyebrow and frowned at Seth. "Yea, I'm coming with Summer and Marissa." Seth grinned pulling keys out of his pocket. "I'm driving."
Ally's head dropped in defeat and the doorbell rang. Seth smiled triumphantly. "Summer is here." He basically skipped to the door.
A loud guff voice filled the house to the brim, making Ally cower in fright. "Move!"
Allison ran over to Ryan who opened his arms in feeble hopes of comforting her. They both knew he was there before he entered the room. Because Jed worked at the morgue, he often smelt like rotting flesh, and because he was a chain smoker and an alcoholic, it just added to the staleness of his scent. It invaded the rooms, slithering in like a snake.
His footsteps echoed through the house and when he entered, both of them shivered in fright. They never wanted to see him again. He was a tall man; he had large muscles rippling beneath the white wife beater he wore. He wore navy blue work places and large steel toed boots; Ally knew them well; the idea of having them crash down upon her ribcage was terrifyingly painful. His eyes were a smoky grey that always looked angry and his thin lips were spread out in a cocky smirk as his eyes fell upon both of them.
"Figures you would come and find him Ally. Drag him into our little problems. Come here." He growled from his throat. He took a few steps toward her and gripped her wrist pulling her towards him, making her squeal in pain.
Ryan stood up upsetting the stool her sat on. "Don't touch her Jed."
Seth slid into the room with Kirsten on his heels. Seth looked like a pasty white colour and he had a red mark on his upper arm. Kirsten had the phone in her hand calling Sandy.
"Jed; I presume. Please, let go of Ally and we won't add this to the report." Kirsten spoke calmly, speaking in almost monotone.
Jed's eyes flashed at her. "No! This little bitch stole my money!" His free hand took Allison by the throat. "She should learn not to touch what isn't hers."
Allison began to turn a purple colour; her fingers scratched at his hands but began to go limp within a few seconds.
Ryan jumped at him making Jed's grip loosen on her throat. Allison gasped for breath. "I . . . don't . . . have it." Her voice was weak; she sat leaned against the island of the kitchen. Ryan knelt beside her his arm's circling her body, becoming a human barrier.
"Then where is it!?" Jed roared at them. His eyes darted from person to person.
Kirsten stepped forward. "She was attacked yesterday and it was stolen. Now, please exit our residence or we will add this to the police report."
He looked over at her. "Police report! I did nothing wrong. I came to get my money!"
Seth spoke up, his voice barely a whisper. "My parents are filing for custody, because she doesn't live in a safe place because of you."
A large hand pushed Seth into the doorframe knocking the wind out of his lungs. He lay, blinking after finding himself on the floor. "Children should be seen not heard." Was the only response of Jed who smirked at Seth who looked up at him in fright.
Kirsten fell to her knees and stroked Seth's hair. "Don't even try to lay another finger on these children! I swear to God I will call the police."
Jed scowled. "Look lady, I don't freaking care about the kid. I just want my money. Give me the money and you can keep the kid. Now, money!"
Kirsten got up and picked up her purse from counter. "How much was it?"
"A grand and a half."
Kirsten counted the money in her hand and placed it in his out stretched hand. He quickly counted over the money, smirking and putting it into his back pocket. "Do you need me to sign something to get rid of this leech?" He asked lightly kicking Allison's legs that were sprawled out on the floor.
"What about mom?" Ally whispered looking up at him, her arms intertwined with Ryan's.
Jed scoffed bending down to Ryan and Allison's eyelevel. "You seriously think she cares about you?" he smiled watching Allison's eyes fill up with tears. "You get a new house and new family. Your mom gets her old life. Allison, she never wanted you." He got up and turned his back on her. "You were a mistake. You aren't supposed to be alive."
Allison bit her lip as it quivered, tears freely flowing down her cheeks.
Kirsten followed Jed to the door, watching his every move. "Ally, I was just reminding you that everyday." He yelled back through the house.
She sat alone in the pool house. Seth had promised to drive Marissa and Summer to the beach and he wouldn't miss Summer in a bikini any day; Ryan had tried to get out of his shift but it was a lost cause. Kirsten had gone out to get a social worker to begin on the case of trying to adopt her and Sandy was at work trying his best to get out of his appointments.
Allison sat on the edge of Ryan's bed. Jed's words echoed through her brain, reminding her of why her mom wouldn't fight the Cohen's. She tucked her knees under her chin, a tear rolling down her cheek.
Ryan sat down by the pool. His boss finally let him go after explaining to him what happened in almost perfect detail. He shook his head. Everything that happened that day seemed so surreal. He yawned; that day had been so exhausting. Ryan made his way to the pool house, hoping to get at least an hour sleep before Seth came back to tell him all about how hot Summer looked in a bikini. Sometimes he just wanted to slap him and tell him that lives in Newport; every girl wears a bikini; it's no big deal!
He walked in and smirked. There Allison lay, cuddled up in a tiny ball, hugging her knees, sleeping on his bed. "Ally? Wake up." He whispered shaking her gently.
One of her eyes opened and soon the other did also. "Hey you. You're back."
"Were you crying?" Ryan asked pulling her into a hug. He already knew she had.
"Ry, remember that song you used to sing whenever I cried? Like the time I fell out of the tree at when we went to that park." She sighed, her head buried into his chest.
Ryan smiled at the memory. It was one of the few times he had seen one of her bruises actually being an accident. "Yea, I remember."
"Sing it." He felt her arms tighten around his middle.
He bit his lip, as if he was trying to remember the lyrics, but he knew them. He took a deep breath, it had been so long since he had even thought about that song.
"Sometimes I wish I could stop you from talking, when I hear the silly things you say. I think someone better put out the big light because I can't stand to see you this way." He sang softly into her ear, causing shivers to pulsate through her body. "Allison, I know this world is killing you. Oh Allison, my aim is true, my aim is true."
He stopped and looked down at her. She had fallen asleep again.
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A blond haired boy around the age of 12; sat by a big tree with a little girl who was crying in his arms. "Allison, it's ok. You're ok." He whispered and he began to sing. "Allison, I know this world is killing you. Oh Allison, my aim is true."
The little girl sniffed and wiped her eyes. "Let's go home Ryan." She whispered back, brushing her raven hair out of her eyes and behind her ears.
He nodded getting up and taking her hands pulling her to her feet. "Yea, it's getting late. Jed will get angry if we're late for dinner again."
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A/N: I hope you liked the flashback. I thought it would be kind of cute but whatever. Now, this is where I need you! If you want me to end it here, tell me. If not, tell me. You should also try to give me an idea or something to inspire me because after this.. I'm kind of stuck. If I keep going, I'll probably change the name of the story again. If I do, It will probably turn up under the name 'Allison'.
Credit-The song that Ryan sings is from the song Alison by Elvis Costello. (Yea I know. who??? LOL) Actually. I first heard it in the movie Get Over It. and it was sung by Shane West. so that's why I liked it. So yea, tell me if you want more. and REVIEW!!
~ TOODLES!
"Hey Seth."
His eyes flashed toward the door. Marissa smiled and walked in leaning against the doorframe.
"I'm sorry did I wake you?" She was so sweet.
Seth shook his head and sat up. "Are you looking for Ryan? Because he is in the pool house with Allison."
Marissa shook her head. "I know he is. You mom told me; I didn't want to bother their sibling bonding thing."
Seth nodded and swung his feet off his bed, settling his feet on the cool hardwood floor. "Is Summer with you?"
Marissa giggled. "She is the only thing you think about isn't she?" Marissa shook her head at the love Seth had for her friend. "She is at my house. We are planning on going to the beach later and I wanted to take Allison with us. You know; girl stuff."
Seth laughed. "Actually, I don't know, seeing I'm not a girl and I have no interest in 'girl stuff'; I have no clue."
Marissa rolled her eyes. "If you did I would be worried about you."
"No! No! No! Ryan you can't make me! I have never done a girls afternoon and I have no intentions to!" Allison yelped, shaking her head at Ryan who was laughing into his Coca Puffs.
"You'll like Marissa, she's cool." Ryan said shaking more cereal into his bowl.
Allison stole his bowl away from him. "I go in the shower for five minutes and I have to go to the beach with Malibu Barbie? I think not. You may love her, but I don't have to go."
"Two things. Give me back my cereal!" He said grabbing for the bowl in his sister was picking through. "And this is Newport, not Malibu."
Ally slid the bowl over to him against the marble countertop. "I would rather sculpt something with my own earwax."
"Ew...Graphic." Seth interjected from the door, making a face. "Dude; how can you eat after that?"
Ryan shrugged and dug in. "And Ally you're going." He said between bites.
"I...can't!! Seth and I are going someplace!" She replied leaping to Seth's side slipping an arm over his shoulder.
Ryan raised an eyebrow and frowned at Seth. "Yea, I'm coming with Summer and Marissa." Seth grinned pulling keys out of his pocket. "I'm driving."
Ally's head dropped in defeat and the doorbell rang. Seth smiled triumphantly. "Summer is here." He basically skipped to the door.
A loud guff voice filled the house to the brim, making Ally cower in fright. "Move!"
Allison ran over to Ryan who opened his arms in feeble hopes of comforting her. They both knew he was there before he entered the room. Because Jed worked at the morgue, he often smelt like rotting flesh, and because he was a chain smoker and an alcoholic, it just added to the staleness of his scent. It invaded the rooms, slithering in like a snake.
His footsteps echoed through the house and when he entered, both of them shivered in fright. They never wanted to see him again. He was a tall man; he had large muscles rippling beneath the white wife beater he wore. He wore navy blue work places and large steel toed boots; Ally knew them well; the idea of having them crash down upon her ribcage was terrifyingly painful. His eyes were a smoky grey that always looked angry and his thin lips were spread out in a cocky smirk as his eyes fell upon both of them.
"Figures you would come and find him Ally. Drag him into our little problems. Come here." He growled from his throat. He took a few steps toward her and gripped her wrist pulling her towards him, making her squeal in pain.
Ryan stood up upsetting the stool her sat on. "Don't touch her Jed."
Seth slid into the room with Kirsten on his heels. Seth looked like a pasty white colour and he had a red mark on his upper arm. Kirsten had the phone in her hand calling Sandy.
"Jed; I presume. Please, let go of Ally and we won't add this to the report." Kirsten spoke calmly, speaking in almost monotone.
Jed's eyes flashed at her. "No! This little bitch stole my money!" His free hand took Allison by the throat. "She should learn not to touch what isn't hers."
Allison began to turn a purple colour; her fingers scratched at his hands but began to go limp within a few seconds.
Ryan jumped at him making Jed's grip loosen on her throat. Allison gasped for breath. "I . . . don't . . . have it." Her voice was weak; she sat leaned against the island of the kitchen. Ryan knelt beside her his arm's circling her body, becoming a human barrier.
"Then where is it!?" Jed roared at them. His eyes darted from person to person.
Kirsten stepped forward. "She was attacked yesterday and it was stolen. Now, please exit our residence or we will add this to the police report."
He looked over at her. "Police report! I did nothing wrong. I came to get my money!"
Seth spoke up, his voice barely a whisper. "My parents are filing for custody, because she doesn't live in a safe place because of you."
A large hand pushed Seth into the doorframe knocking the wind out of his lungs. He lay, blinking after finding himself on the floor. "Children should be seen not heard." Was the only response of Jed who smirked at Seth who looked up at him in fright.
Kirsten fell to her knees and stroked Seth's hair. "Don't even try to lay another finger on these children! I swear to God I will call the police."
Jed scowled. "Look lady, I don't freaking care about the kid. I just want my money. Give me the money and you can keep the kid. Now, money!"
Kirsten got up and picked up her purse from counter. "How much was it?"
"A grand and a half."
Kirsten counted the money in her hand and placed it in his out stretched hand. He quickly counted over the money, smirking and putting it into his back pocket. "Do you need me to sign something to get rid of this leech?" He asked lightly kicking Allison's legs that were sprawled out on the floor.
"What about mom?" Ally whispered looking up at him, her arms intertwined with Ryan's.
Jed scoffed bending down to Ryan and Allison's eyelevel. "You seriously think she cares about you?" he smiled watching Allison's eyes fill up with tears. "You get a new house and new family. Your mom gets her old life. Allison, she never wanted you." He got up and turned his back on her. "You were a mistake. You aren't supposed to be alive."
Allison bit her lip as it quivered, tears freely flowing down her cheeks.
Kirsten followed Jed to the door, watching his every move. "Ally, I was just reminding you that everyday." He yelled back through the house.
She sat alone in the pool house. Seth had promised to drive Marissa and Summer to the beach and he wouldn't miss Summer in a bikini any day; Ryan had tried to get out of his shift but it was a lost cause. Kirsten had gone out to get a social worker to begin on the case of trying to adopt her and Sandy was at work trying his best to get out of his appointments.
Allison sat on the edge of Ryan's bed. Jed's words echoed through her brain, reminding her of why her mom wouldn't fight the Cohen's. She tucked her knees under her chin, a tear rolling down her cheek.
Ryan sat down by the pool. His boss finally let him go after explaining to him what happened in almost perfect detail. He shook his head. Everything that happened that day seemed so surreal. He yawned; that day had been so exhausting. Ryan made his way to the pool house, hoping to get at least an hour sleep before Seth came back to tell him all about how hot Summer looked in a bikini. Sometimes he just wanted to slap him and tell him that lives in Newport; every girl wears a bikini; it's no big deal!
He walked in and smirked. There Allison lay, cuddled up in a tiny ball, hugging her knees, sleeping on his bed. "Ally? Wake up." He whispered shaking her gently.
One of her eyes opened and soon the other did also. "Hey you. You're back."
"Were you crying?" Ryan asked pulling her into a hug. He already knew she had.
"Ry, remember that song you used to sing whenever I cried? Like the time I fell out of the tree at when we went to that park." She sighed, her head buried into his chest.
Ryan smiled at the memory. It was one of the few times he had seen one of her bruises actually being an accident. "Yea, I remember."
"Sing it." He felt her arms tighten around his middle.
He bit his lip, as if he was trying to remember the lyrics, but he knew them. He took a deep breath, it had been so long since he had even thought about that song.
"Sometimes I wish I could stop you from talking, when I hear the silly things you say. I think someone better put out the big light because I can't stand to see you this way." He sang softly into her ear, causing shivers to pulsate through her body. "Allison, I know this world is killing you. Oh Allison, my aim is true, my aim is true."
He stopped and looked down at her. She had fallen asleep again.
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A blond haired boy around the age of 12; sat by a big tree with a little girl who was crying in his arms. "Allison, it's ok. You're ok." He whispered and he began to sing. "Allison, I know this world is killing you. Oh Allison, my aim is true."
The little girl sniffed and wiped her eyes. "Let's go home Ryan." She whispered back, brushing her raven hair out of her eyes and behind her ears.
He nodded getting up and taking her hands pulling her to her feet. "Yea, it's getting late. Jed will get angry if we're late for dinner again."
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A/N: I hope you liked the flashback. I thought it would be kind of cute but whatever. Now, this is where I need you! If you want me to end it here, tell me. If not, tell me. You should also try to give me an idea or something to inspire me because after this.. I'm kind of stuck. If I keep going, I'll probably change the name of the story again. If I do, It will probably turn up under the name 'Allison'.
Credit-The song that Ryan sings is from the song Alison by Elvis Costello. (Yea I know. who??? LOL) Actually. I first heard it in the movie Get Over It. and it was sung by Shane West. so that's why I liked it. So yea, tell me if you want more. and REVIEW!!
~ TOODLES!