"Ephram wake up! Now!"
His eyes fluttered open. What the hell was his father doing calling him right now? It was a Saturday. He had the right to sleep in. It was like in the teenager's unwritten rule book or something. "Dad, it's the weekend. I get to sleep until noon." He murmured into his pillow.
He heard his father's footsteps travel to his door. "Where is she?" Andy's voice sounded frustrated and worried.
Ephram turned over and put the covers over his head. "Delia is at Tiffany's . . . or Brittany, or one of those girls. Remember the sleepover?" he rolled over again onto his stomach. "Can I sleep now?"
Ephram felt the cool air flow over his body as the covers were ripped from his grasp and tossed to the floor. His hands immediately went to his knees and began shivering like mad.
"I know where Delia is. Where is Remy?" His father ordered of him.
Ephram shivered once more and sat up. "She's at a girl's school in Denver dad. Remember packing, putting her into a cab, does this ring a bell at all?"
Andy looked at him sternly. "Ephram tell the truth."
"I am! I think you need your head checked. Why would I lie?"
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Dear Ephram,
Hey, it's me Remy. I made it to Denver and I was right, I so don't fit in here. I belong there with you. My parents promised me I could come home for Christmas but they believe Thanksgiving is too soon. My mom came to visit me last weekend. She told me that I should at least try to conform to school, so she can have me home with her as soon as possible. I don't think that would ever be possible. Remember that one time your mom told us that you and me we born to stir things up and make things interesting? I don't think my dad will ever get that about me. I wish you could come visit me but they have this strict rule that male visitors that aren't family aren't allowed on the grounds. Tell Bright that I miss him. I would tell him myself but my father has the people here watching my mail out of here very closely. I'm lucky I can write to you. I miss you. I hope I get to see you soon F.
Remy
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"I swear dad, I have no clue where Remy is. If I did, she would here right now."
Harold looked down at his son. Bright was a troublemaker, but never a liar, at least not to him. Bright had been very anti-social since Remy had left; every so often Ephram would come over and they would sit around. Bright and Amy had bonded even more than usual. He was surprised that Bright had stayed with Remy so long. It was odd how loyal he was, even with those 'friends' of Amy that hung around him. He would never admit to his son that he didn't expect their relationship to last that long while she was away, for who knows how long.
"I can't even get letters from her." Bright hands were placed on his lap and he looked into them.
Harold didn't like Remy's father all that much because of that. He at first didn't like the idea of a long distance relationship thinking it was too early for his son to be in a relationship of that magnitude, but he went along with it. Maybe it would mature his son. But he would never go to the lengths that Lewis went to. He wasn't just educating and disciplining his child, he was isolating her. Why not just throw her into a concentration camp while he's at it?
That and Remy was a good kid. A little mouthy at times and rebellious but she never did anything too serious as far as he could tell. She always respected his rules and never overstayed her welcome. It wasn't fair to do that to her, especially when she was just getting settled and used to her life again.
"Well do you have any idea where she might be?" Harold asked quietly.
Bright sniffed as he shook his head.
Harold always saw Bright's girlfriends as phony. He honestly couldn't keep up with their names and usually only met them once, if that many times. His wife may not know that he can read his son's face very well, it was very easy. But this time it was something new. He could tell that Bright was in love with this girl and it pained him to see his son suffer being unable to see her. Harold remembered that feeling well. His college days, being unable to see Rose and his only means of communication was to send her letters filling them with things that reminded him of her. It only reminded him that his son was unable to do that. Remy wasn't the only person isolated but Bright was too.
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Dear Ephram,
I miss you. I know I told you in my last letter, but I miss you even more. I got caught skipping my classes and I'm in major trouble with the headmistress and my dad. He isn't too pleased. He is threatening taking away my Christmas break, saying they would visit me on the important holidays. I guess I'm going to have to be a good little girl so I can see you guys. My letter can't be long this time, because I have to get to class. But tell Bright I miss him so much and I can't wait to see him and tell Amy that I can't wait to be back at school so she can show me this 'thing'. She told me about it and she'll get it when you tell her. And lastly you; I can't wait until I back to you. This place completely sucks and your dad's cooking is better than the food they dish out here, which is saying a lot. I miss everyone.
Remy
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There was no noise as Amy drove in Bright's truck. He would kill her if he knew she was borrowing it. She couldn't believe Remy had escaped that place. She couldn't believe that Remy had been gone for a little less than a month.
As she drove out of the Everwood limits she began to have second thoughts. This was an extremely dumb thing to do and her entire family was going to kill her with the help of The Johnston's. But Amy knew she had to. This was set in stone. It was going to be a long ride alone. She flipped the radio on, just to keep her sane. Quiet, classic rock filled the air surrounding her. Normally she hated that music but today she wasn't bothered to change it.
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Dear Amy,
I know it had been hard to get this letter to you and it has to be quick. I know I sent it to your neighbors, but addressed it to you but I had to. They won't allow me to send mail to your house. I have a plan. On Dec. 4, I'm getting out of this place. I need you to pick me up on the 5th at this little town just outside of Denver. It was that place where Bright stole your keys and climbed up that tree. I'll be under that tree. Please come. I can't stand it here anymore. I miss you and Bright and Ephram. Please.
Remy
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A/N: Ok, yes short chapter but to the point. Don't worry I have gotten some ideas for this story . . . well sort of. I'm actually not thinking past the next 2 chapters, so . . . after that you are probably going to have to help me out. But not yet! Anyways REVIEW!!! It's a nice button down there and it won't bite!
REVIEW!!!!!!
~Toodles!
His eyes fluttered open. What the hell was his father doing calling him right now? It was a Saturday. He had the right to sleep in. It was like in the teenager's unwritten rule book or something. "Dad, it's the weekend. I get to sleep until noon." He murmured into his pillow.
He heard his father's footsteps travel to his door. "Where is she?" Andy's voice sounded frustrated and worried.
Ephram turned over and put the covers over his head. "Delia is at Tiffany's . . . or Brittany, or one of those girls. Remember the sleepover?" he rolled over again onto his stomach. "Can I sleep now?"
Ephram felt the cool air flow over his body as the covers were ripped from his grasp and tossed to the floor. His hands immediately went to his knees and began shivering like mad.
"I know where Delia is. Where is Remy?" His father ordered of him.
Ephram shivered once more and sat up. "She's at a girl's school in Denver dad. Remember packing, putting her into a cab, does this ring a bell at all?"
Andy looked at him sternly. "Ephram tell the truth."
"I am! I think you need your head checked. Why would I lie?"
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Dear Ephram,
Hey, it's me Remy. I made it to Denver and I was right, I so don't fit in here. I belong there with you. My parents promised me I could come home for Christmas but they believe Thanksgiving is too soon. My mom came to visit me last weekend. She told me that I should at least try to conform to school, so she can have me home with her as soon as possible. I don't think that would ever be possible. Remember that one time your mom told us that you and me we born to stir things up and make things interesting? I don't think my dad will ever get that about me. I wish you could come visit me but they have this strict rule that male visitors that aren't family aren't allowed on the grounds. Tell Bright that I miss him. I would tell him myself but my father has the people here watching my mail out of here very closely. I'm lucky I can write to you. I miss you. I hope I get to see you soon F.
Remy
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"I swear dad, I have no clue where Remy is. If I did, she would here right now."
Harold looked down at his son. Bright was a troublemaker, but never a liar, at least not to him. Bright had been very anti-social since Remy had left; every so often Ephram would come over and they would sit around. Bright and Amy had bonded even more than usual. He was surprised that Bright had stayed with Remy so long. It was odd how loyal he was, even with those 'friends' of Amy that hung around him. He would never admit to his son that he didn't expect their relationship to last that long while she was away, for who knows how long.
"I can't even get letters from her." Bright hands were placed on his lap and he looked into them.
Harold didn't like Remy's father all that much because of that. He at first didn't like the idea of a long distance relationship thinking it was too early for his son to be in a relationship of that magnitude, but he went along with it. Maybe it would mature his son. But he would never go to the lengths that Lewis went to. He wasn't just educating and disciplining his child, he was isolating her. Why not just throw her into a concentration camp while he's at it?
That and Remy was a good kid. A little mouthy at times and rebellious but she never did anything too serious as far as he could tell. She always respected his rules and never overstayed her welcome. It wasn't fair to do that to her, especially when she was just getting settled and used to her life again.
"Well do you have any idea where she might be?" Harold asked quietly.
Bright sniffed as he shook his head.
Harold always saw Bright's girlfriends as phony. He honestly couldn't keep up with their names and usually only met them once, if that many times. His wife may not know that he can read his son's face very well, it was very easy. But this time it was something new. He could tell that Bright was in love with this girl and it pained him to see his son suffer being unable to see her. Harold remembered that feeling well. His college days, being unable to see Rose and his only means of communication was to send her letters filling them with things that reminded him of her. It only reminded him that his son was unable to do that. Remy wasn't the only person isolated but Bright was too.
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Dear Ephram,
I miss you. I know I told you in my last letter, but I miss you even more. I got caught skipping my classes and I'm in major trouble with the headmistress and my dad. He isn't too pleased. He is threatening taking away my Christmas break, saying they would visit me on the important holidays. I guess I'm going to have to be a good little girl so I can see you guys. My letter can't be long this time, because I have to get to class. But tell Bright I miss him so much and I can't wait to see him and tell Amy that I can't wait to be back at school so she can show me this 'thing'. She told me about it and she'll get it when you tell her. And lastly you; I can't wait until I back to you. This place completely sucks and your dad's cooking is better than the food they dish out here, which is saying a lot. I miss everyone.
Remy
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There was no noise as Amy drove in Bright's truck. He would kill her if he knew she was borrowing it. She couldn't believe Remy had escaped that place. She couldn't believe that Remy had been gone for a little less than a month.
As she drove out of the Everwood limits she began to have second thoughts. This was an extremely dumb thing to do and her entire family was going to kill her with the help of The Johnston's. But Amy knew she had to. This was set in stone. It was going to be a long ride alone. She flipped the radio on, just to keep her sane. Quiet, classic rock filled the air surrounding her. Normally she hated that music but today she wasn't bothered to change it.
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Dear Amy,
I know it had been hard to get this letter to you and it has to be quick. I know I sent it to your neighbors, but addressed it to you but I had to. They won't allow me to send mail to your house. I have a plan. On Dec. 4, I'm getting out of this place. I need you to pick me up on the 5th at this little town just outside of Denver. It was that place where Bright stole your keys and climbed up that tree. I'll be under that tree. Please come. I can't stand it here anymore. I miss you and Bright and Ephram. Please.
Remy
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A/N: Ok, yes short chapter but to the point. Don't worry I have gotten some ideas for this story . . . well sort of. I'm actually not thinking past the next 2 chapters, so . . . after that you are probably going to have to help me out. But not yet! Anyways REVIEW!!! It's a nice button down there and it won't bite!
REVIEW!!!!!!
~Toodles!