A/N: hey everyone, sorry it's been awhile since I've written. I went away
for the weekend, and then last night was the Oscars, which is like my
Christmas. And 7th heaven was like a singing-dancing all night event, but I
decided to suck it up and tape it. So I've been having a lot of trouble
with this chapter, it's a lot of dialogue, but I promise we'll get back to
the meaty stuff soon!
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Tristan and Simon sat on his bed across from each other holding hands and giggling while they discussed their honeymoon plans. They saw Mary fly past the door and stomp up the stairs to the attic bedroom.
"You might wanna go see what that was all about," Tristan said
"No way" Simon said backing up, "it's most likely some girl thing, you go do it"
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Tristan went up to the attic to find Mary putting Angie in her playpen. She knocked softly on the doorframe of the closet.
"Wilson, I said not to follow me" Mary huffed; she whipped around to see Tristan cowering in the doorway. "Oh Tristan, I'm sorry" she said startled and embarrassed, "I didn't know you guys were home. How was counseling?"
"Um, good" Tristan said, "but um, what's wrong? And don't tell me it's nothing, because you already called me Wilson. So you can't get out of this," she insisted smiling.
Mary groaned, "Wilson's ex was at the park"
"Ooh, awkward" Tristan said sitting on a bed
"Yeah, tell me about it" Mary said rolling her eyes, "and the worst part is, they were together when we started dating! They were engaged and he never told me 'til we saw her today! Plus, he told this girl I moved to another state!"
Mary quit talking when she became aware of what she had just said. Tristan and Simon were engaged, and she saw him with someone else. She began thinking about whether or not to tell Tristan about what she saw, and then Tristan snapped her out of it.
"Mary?" she asked leaning in. Mary realized that she was just staring into space not saying anything.
"Oh, sorry I was in another world" her mode got really serious and she pulled a chair in front of the bed, she knew what she had to do.
"Ok," she began; "I really really hate to have to tell you this but-"she stopped.
Tristan looked at her confused, "but what?" she was extremely nervous about what Mary had to tell her. Something told her that it was about Simon, and the wedding was too close for her to hear any bad news.
Mary took a deep breath, "last night I came downstairs for some water, and I-"she stopped again, and she couldn't bring herself to break this sweet girl's heart. She was really starting to like her, Simon was the one who needed to do this, but knowing that he wouldn't, she blurted it all out, "I saw Simon kiss Cecilia!"
Mary was taken aback by her directness; Tristan just stared at her dumbfounded. She knew the panties were suspicious, but she really didn't want to believe he was with someone else. "Are-are you sure?" she asked quietly.
Mary started wondering if it was a mistake, "um, well it was dark, and I was tired so-"
Tristan tried to swallow the lump in her throat, "I knew it," she said softly, then she broke into tears, "why me? Nothing ever works out for me. I really thought this was it," she sobbed.
Mary bent forward and hugged her while she cried. She was mostly rambling things incoherently between sobs but Mary did catch one thing loud and clear, "I never should have slept with him"
Mary pulled back, "Wait, what did you say??" she asked baffled
"I'm sorry," Tristan said, Mary didn't know why she was apologizing to her, but she went on, "it was only a few times. You know what it's like to not have parents that can barge in at any time. Things just got out of hand one night." She wasn't crying as hard now but hot tears were still pouring down her face, and taking her makeup with them. "But then I decided that I didn't want to anymore, it just didn't feel like it was the right thing to do. When I was about to tell Simon, I was sure he was going to break up with me. And when he didn't-"she went back to sobs, "I knew he was the one"
Mary just took the trembling little girl in her arms. She stroked her hair in a vain attempt to comfort her.
She wasn't going to let Simon get away with this.
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Yes I know it was short, but before I even had this story typed up I had this chapter in my head. I'm not sure if it worked the way I wanted it to, but the only way I will know is if you review!
So I really think you should!
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Tristan and Simon sat on his bed across from each other holding hands and giggling while they discussed their honeymoon plans. They saw Mary fly past the door and stomp up the stairs to the attic bedroom.
"You might wanna go see what that was all about," Tristan said
"No way" Simon said backing up, "it's most likely some girl thing, you go do it"
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Tristan went up to the attic to find Mary putting Angie in her playpen. She knocked softly on the doorframe of the closet.
"Wilson, I said not to follow me" Mary huffed; she whipped around to see Tristan cowering in the doorway. "Oh Tristan, I'm sorry" she said startled and embarrassed, "I didn't know you guys were home. How was counseling?"
"Um, good" Tristan said, "but um, what's wrong? And don't tell me it's nothing, because you already called me Wilson. So you can't get out of this," she insisted smiling.
Mary groaned, "Wilson's ex was at the park"
"Ooh, awkward" Tristan said sitting on a bed
"Yeah, tell me about it" Mary said rolling her eyes, "and the worst part is, they were together when we started dating! They were engaged and he never told me 'til we saw her today! Plus, he told this girl I moved to another state!"
Mary quit talking when she became aware of what she had just said. Tristan and Simon were engaged, and she saw him with someone else. She began thinking about whether or not to tell Tristan about what she saw, and then Tristan snapped her out of it.
"Mary?" she asked leaning in. Mary realized that she was just staring into space not saying anything.
"Oh, sorry I was in another world" her mode got really serious and she pulled a chair in front of the bed, she knew what she had to do.
"Ok," she began; "I really really hate to have to tell you this but-"she stopped.
Tristan looked at her confused, "but what?" she was extremely nervous about what Mary had to tell her. Something told her that it was about Simon, and the wedding was too close for her to hear any bad news.
Mary took a deep breath, "last night I came downstairs for some water, and I-"she stopped again, and she couldn't bring herself to break this sweet girl's heart. She was really starting to like her, Simon was the one who needed to do this, but knowing that he wouldn't, she blurted it all out, "I saw Simon kiss Cecilia!"
Mary was taken aback by her directness; Tristan just stared at her dumbfounded. She knew the panties were suspicious, but she really didn't want to believe he was with someone else. "Are-are you sure?" she asked quietly.
Mary started wondering if it was a mistake, "um, well it was dark, and I was tired so-"
Tristan tried to swallow the lump in her throat, "I knew it," she said softly, then she broke into tears, "why me? Nothing ever works out for me. I really thought this was it," she sobbed.
Mary bent forward and hugged her while she cried. She was mostly rambling things incoherently between sobs but Mary did catch one thing loud and clear, "I never should have slept with him"
Mary pulled back, "Wait, what did you say??" she asked baffled
"I'm sorry," Tristan said, Mary didn't know why she was apologizing to her, but she went on, "it was only a few times. You know what it's like to not have parents that can barge in at any time. Things just got out of hand one night." She wasn't crying as hard now but hot tears were still pouring down her face, and taking her makeup with them. "But then I decided that I didn't want to anymore, it just didn't feel like it was the right thing to do. When I was about to tell Simon, I was sure he was going to break up with me. And when he didn't-"she went back to sobs, "I knew he was the one"
Mary just took the trembling little girl in her arms. She stroked her hair in a vain attempt to comfort her.
She wasn't going to let Simon get away with this.
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Yes I know it was short, but before I even had this story typed up I had this chapter in my head. I'm not sure if it worked the way I wanted it to, but the only way I will know is if you review!
So I really think you should!