"Seth?" There was no answer and so she just slipped the present under his
door and headed off to bed. Seth got up and put Mr. Oat's aside, What's she
trying to do now, save my sou-" but he froze when he flipped the gift over.
It was an old picture of the two of them laughing on his couch, from when
she had stayed during her parents divorce. Attached was a note:
Seth, I know something is bothering you, and I know that you don't think I know how you feel or I can help. But you're talking to the adopted girl with three stepbrothers and three mothers. Pretty sure I have some idea of what's going on in that head of yours...but sometimes talking can help too. Trust me, I've been where you are and I just want to help. I'm not going anywhere, so if you want to talk – or just hang out then I'm here. And I know you don't want to stay like this, you're hurting everyone you love and that's not like you, so try to remember the good times and forget the bad, I know it can be hard sometimes but that's the only way you're going to get through life in one piece.
Love always, Schyler "Oh god!" Seth had to sit down. She was right, she was always right. He was hurting everyone around him and they hadn't done anything – well at least not on purpose! And Schyler had been through so much, no wonder she was pissed at him for acting like this, he was surprised she had stayed this long. Four days of putting up with me, that takes effort! He lay down on his bed to think. He would try to talk to her tomorrow, but right now he had to think some stuff through.
It wasn't until the middle of the day that Seth came out of his room, he wanted to make sure that Ryan and his parent's were gone before he did. He could handle Schyler now...but not everyone! He found her playing his favourite video game in the den; she always knew what he liked. She smiled as he came in and the tension lifted, he knew he didn't have to say anything, and to just sit was good for now. He grabbed a controller and started to play too. They sat like this for hours until their eyes stung from staring at the screen to long.
"I'm sorry." Seth still didn't face Schyler but she knew that this was painful and touched his arm. "I know, it's okay." She put down her controller and faced him, "Do you want to talk?" He shook his head no, "But I need to." He paused but she didn't interrupt him. "Listen, you remember when your parent's started to fight and you came here? Well... my dad took this new job and he's going against my granddad for some big lawyer thing and my mom isn't too impressed. They haven't really been getting along and I guess that pisses me off. They try to tell me to do stuff and then yell at each other and it really doesn't make me want to listen." Schyler knew exactly what he meant. They sat there for most of the day, talking about what was bothering him. About his parents and how he was adjusting to Ryan being there and that he wasn't mad at him at all – but he was always there and that just bugged him lately. Schyler didn't say anything threw all of it, but just listened, and in the end that's all that Seth needed. When he was done, she got up and gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "See, that wasn't so bad. Now you just have to talk to your parent's because they seem to be the big problem here." She smiled as she pulled away, but stopped when she saw that Seth was frowning. "I don't think we need to go that far do we? Wasn't it good enough just to talk to you?" She laughed and then caught herself when she saw his face. "Sorry Hun, but no it's not! None of this is going to go away until you talk to them, trust me. But you don't have to do it right this second...give yourself time to think about how to say it, because it is as hard as you think it's going to be." She kissed his hair and left him alone to think it over.
"Mom, I need to talk to you." Kirsten froze; she had wanted to hear those words so badly she wasn't so sure she hadn't dreamed them. "Seth?" She gave a small smile and turned to him to show she was listening. Schyler went down to grab some food, but stopped outside the kitchen when she heard them talking. "Well, I don't really know how to say this, but...It's just when you and dad fight-" But Kirsten stopped him short, "Honey, your dad and I are not fighting! We're fine." It sounded like she was trying to convince herself too. "Yeah mom, you do." She shook her head and repeated "No, we really aren't son. We're fine." Schyler was secretly wishing that Kirsten would shut up don't contradict him, he just wants you to listen – and DON'T tell him he's wrong...that will just piss him off again! But it was too late and Seth was starting to get angry. "YES! You are, but neither of you are willing to admit it. God, do you think I'm that stupid?" Kirsten was a little taken aback by this change in attitude and tried to calm him down with soothing words, which only further angered him. "I'm not a little kid Kristen! I can see what's right in front of my face! Whatever." And Seth stormed away, passing Schyler on the way.
Seth, I know something is bothering you, and I know that you don't think I know how you feel or I can help. But you're talking to the adopted girl with three stepbrothers and three mothers. Pretty sure I have some idea of what's going on in that head of yours...but sometimes talking can help too. Trust me, I've been where you are and I just want to help. I'm not going anywhere, so if you want to talk – or just hang out then I'm here. And I know you don't want to stay like this, you're hurting everyone you love and that's not like you, so try to remember the good times and forget the bad, I know it can be hard sometimes but that's the only way you're going to get through life in one piece.
Love always, Schyler "Oh god!" Seth had to sit down. She was right, she was always right. He was hurting everyone around him and they hadn't done anything – well at least not on purpose! And Schyler had been through so much, no wonder she was pissed at him for acting like this, he was surprised she had stayed this long. Four days of putting up with me, that takes effort! He lay down on his bed to think. He would try to talk to her tomorrow, but right now he had to think some stuff through.
It wasn't until the middle of the day that Seth came out of his room, he wanted to make sure that Ryan and his parent's were gone before he did. He could handle Schyler now...but not everyone! He found her playing his favourite video game in the den; she always knew what he liked. She smiled as he came in and the tension lifted, he knew he didn't have to say anything, and to just sit was good for now. He grabbed a controller and started to play too. They sat like this for hours until their eyes stung from staring at the screen to long.
"I'm sorry." Seth still didn't face Schyler but she knew that this was painful and touched his arm. "I know, it's okay." She put down her controller and faced him, "Do you want to talk?" He shook his head no, "But I need to." He paused but she didn't interrupt him. "Listen, you remember when your parent's started to fight and you came here? Well... my dad took this new job and he's going against my granddad for some big lawyer thing and my mom isn't too impressed. They haven't really been getting along and I guess that pisses me off. They try to tell me to do stuff and then yell at each other and it really doesn't make me want to listen." Schyler knew exactly what he meant. They sat there for most of the day, talking about what was bothering him. About his parents and how he was adjusting to Ryan being there and that he wasn't mad at him at all – but he was always there and that just bugged him lately. Schyler didn't say anything threw all of it, but just listened, and in the end that's all that Seth needed. When he was done, she got up and gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "See, that wasn't so bad. Now you just have to talk to your parent's because they seem to be the big problem here." She smiled as she pulled away, but stopped when she saw that Seth was frowning. "I don't think we need to go that far do we? Wasn't it good enough just to talk to you?" She laughed and then caught herself when she saw his face. "Sorry Hun, but no it's not! None of this is going to go away until you talk to them, trust me. But you don't have to do it right this second...give yourself time to think about how to say it, because it is as hard as you think it's going to be." She kissed his hair and left him alone to think it over.
"Mom, I need to talk to you." Kirsten froze; she had wanted to hear those words so badly she wasn't so sure she hadn't dreamed them. "Seth?" She gave a small smile and turned to him to show she was listening. Schyler went down to grab some food, but stopped outside the kitchen when she heard them talking. "Well, I don't really know how to say this, but...It's just when you and dad fight-" But Kirsten stopped him short, "Honey, your dad and I are not fighting! We're fine." It sounded like she was trying to convince herself too. "Yeah mom, you do." She shook her head and repeated "No, we really aren't son. We're fine." Schyler was secretly wishing that Kirsten would shut up don't contradict him, he just wants you to listen – and DON'T tell him he's wrong...that will just piss him off again! But it was too late and Seth was starting to get angry. "YES! You are, but neither of you are willing to admit it. God, do you think I'm that stupid?" Kirsten was a little taken aback by this change in attitude and tried to calm him down with soothing words, which only further angered him. "I'm not a little kid Kristen! I can see what's right in front of my face! Whatever." And Seth stormed away, passing Schyler on the way.
