"No, shoot the cop, not the pedestrian, the cop!" Ephram shouted, "Now take
his car!"
"I'm trying, I'm trying, but they got the SWAT team in on me," Adina replied, doing the best she could.
"Oh god your terrible, here let me kill him," Ephram told her. Adina reluctantly handed him the controller. Playing "Grand Theft Auto: Vice City" was fun when she played it alone. But playing it with Ephram right next to her, well, that was another story.
"Why don't the two of you do something that's more mind-enriching, and less about crime committing?" Andy asked as he passed through the living room, "Ephram, don't you have work? And Adina, I thought you were taking Delia back-to-school shopping."
"Yeah," The siblings groaned in unison.
"Wait it's Saturday," Ephram remembered, "So no, I don't."
"Good, then you can go with your sisters," Andy smiled, "I have to go, Mr. Rickaby through out his back, so I have to make a house call." Before Ephram could protest, Andy was out the door.
"Haha," Adina teased.
"Shut up," Ephram replied, "Get on my bad side, and I'll tell Dad your dating Bright."
"But I'm not!" Adina shouted, "I like him, sure, but I haven't even decided if I want to do anything about that."
"That's not what is says in your diary!" Ephram laughed.
"Nice try, but I don't even keep one," Adina shrugged nonchalantly.
"Then what's this?" Ephram smiled as he pulled a small diary out from between the couch cushions and waved it in her face.
"How the heck did you get that?!?" Adina cried, grabbing for the book. Ephram stood up and held it out of her reach.
"The secret compartment of your dresser drawer," Ephram smiled.
"I'm going to kill you!" Adina screamed, chasing him through the kitchen.
"C'mon guys, lets all act like adults here," Delia instructed, making her way into the kitchen. Ephram and Adina stopped fighting for a moment. Adina snatched her diary away from him, and held it tight against her chest.
"He started it," Adina replied, before turning and sticking her tongue out at him.
"Kids," Delia shook her head, and sighed.
***
By the time they had finished shopping, Delia had enough clothes to clothe a 3rd world country.
"I'd say we did good, "Adina smiled. She had always been a shopaholic, just like her mom.
"We probably maxed out all dad's credit cards though," Ephram laughed, trying to balance all the bags Adina made him carry.
"Hey guys!" Adina turned to see Amy running towards them.
"Hey Aims, what's up?" Adina asked, stopping to talk to her friend.
"Not much," Amy replied, "Just wanted to talk to you about something."
"Alright, shoot," Adina instructed. Ephram nudged Delia, and motioned for her to follow him. He figured whatever Amy had to tell Adina, she'd want to tell her alone.
"I'm going to take Adina over to Mama Joy's, ok?" Ephram told Adina, Adina nodded, and waved, before turning back to Amy.
"I kind of have a weird question," Amy began, "but, you were depressed after your mom died, right?"
"According to all the doctors and psychiatrists, yes," Adina answered, "What's wrong?"
"Well, I really think I am, and Laynie told me there's drugs- anti- depressants- that can really help with that sort of thing," Amy explained, "And I wanted to know your opinion."
"Your taking Laynie's advice after what happened in Aspen?" Adina asked surprised.
"She's my friend, I can't just abandon her," Amy responded, looking at her feet.
"I know, she was my friend too, but when someone does that-" Adina began, but was cut off my Amy.
"So what's your opinion on Zoloft?" Amy asked eagerly anticipating her response.
"I don't know if they're right for you Amy," Adina said honestly, "Prescription drugs are for people who have a chemical imbalance, but your depression is different. It has a substantial cause. You need to get over this on your own; you have to be able to cope. I had to, and I got through it, and so can you."
"Whatever," Amy shrugged, "It just doesn't seem like I'm going anywhere. Everyday is the same. Hopeless."
"Nothing is ever hopeless Amy," Adina told her honestly, "As hard as it is, you always have to have hope. It's the one thing that'll keep you moving forward."
"Thanks Adina," Amy thanked her, embracing her quickly. Adina hugged her back, hoping her words had helped.
***
"Hey Ephram!" Ephram turned to see Bright walking into the diner.
"Uh, hi Bright," Ephram replied, "What do you want?"
"Just to talk, see how your doing," Bright answered, before addressing Delia, "Hey kiddo."
"Delia, why don't you go see if Adina is coming yet," Ephram told her. Delia nodded, and grabbed her coat. "I'm not stupid Bright, your just trying to be nice to me because you like my sister," Ephram replied, leaning against the machine.
"No, that's not true," Bright responded, "I mean, yeah, I like your sister, but that has nothing to do with me calling a truce."
"A truce?" Ephram asked, confused.
"Yeah, I mean, ever since Colin- well, I just am getting tired of hanging around with all the same people," Bright explained, " And you seem like a pretty cool guy."
"Thanks." Ephram wasn't sure what to say.
"And okay, maybe being nicer to you might get me somewhere with your sister, but that's just a small plus," Bright grinned.
***
"Your boyfriend called a truce with me today," Ephram announced to Adina, when he found her sitting out on the porch that evening.
"My boyfriend?" Adina asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Bright Abbott," Ephram replied, handing her a cup of coffee.
"He's not my boyfriend. How many times do I have to tell you?" Adina sighed, sipping the warm liquid.
"Whatever you say," Ephram laughed, "So what did you talk about with Amy?" Even though he hadn't really been on friendly terms with Amy in a while, he still wanted to know when something was wrong.
"Oh nothing you'd understand," Adina answered.
"Why wouldn't I understand, I know Amy better than you do," The words slipped out before he even realized what he was saying.
"I knew it," Adina smiled, "You like Amy Abbot."
"No. It's just at one time, before Colin died, we were pretty good friends," Ephram tried to explain. Adina gave him a knowing glance, but was nice enough to change the topic.
"So your friends with Bright now?" Adina asked, and couldn't help but laugh to herself.
"No, not really," Ephram answered, "I'm naturally supposed to hate anyone who is trying to hook up with my little sister."
"You know, there's nothing going on between me and Bright Abbott, so I would greatly appreciate it if you dropped it," Adina shot back, her eyes narrowing.
"Fine, I'll drop it," Ephram promised, "For now."
A/N: This is kind of a short chapter, but I just had to kind of have one for filler. The next one will be a bit more meaningful to the plot. There is an update ready and waiting, I just want 5 reviews before I will post it.
Merry Christmas!
Stephanie
"I'm trying, I'm trying, but they got the SWAT team in on me," Adina replied, doing the best she could.
"Oh god your terrible, here let me kill him," Ephram told her. Adina reluctantly handed him the controller. Playing "Grand Theft Auto: Vice City" was fun when she played it alone. But playing it with Ephram right next to her, well, that was another story.
"Why don't the two of you do something that's more mind-enriching, and less about crime committing?" Andy asked as he passed through the living room, "Ephram, don't you have work? And Adina, I thought you were taking Delia back-to-school shopping."
"Yeah," The siblings groaned in unison.
"Wait it's Saturday," Ephram remembered, "So no, I don't."
"Good, then you can go with your sisters," Andy smiled, "I have to go, Mr. Rickaby through out his back, so I have to make a house call." Before Ephram could protest, Andy was out the door.
"Haha," Adina teased.
"Shut up," Ephram replied, "Get on my bad side, and I'll tell Dad your dating Bright."
"But I'm not!" Adina shouted, "I like him, sure, but I haven't even decided if I want to do anything about that."
"That's not what is says in your diary!" Ephram laughed.
"Nice try, but I don't even keep one," Adina shrugged nonchalantly.
"Then what's this?" Ephram smiled as he pulled a small diary out from between the couch cushions and waved it in her face.
"How the heck did you get that?!?" Adina cried, grabbing for the book. Ephram stood up and held it out of her reach.
"The secret compartment of your dresser drawer," Ephram smiled.
"I'm going to kill you!" Adina screamed, chasing him through the kitchen.
"C'mon guys, lets all act like adults here," Delia instructed, making her way into the kitchen. Ephram and Adina stopped fighting for a moment. Adina snatched her diary away from him, and held it tight against her chest.
"He started it," Adina replied, before turning and sticking her tongue out at him.
"Kids," Delia shook her head, and sighed.
***
By the time they had finished shopping, Delia had enough clothes to clothe a 3rd world country.
"I'd say we did good, "Adina smiled. She had always been a shopaholic, just like her mom.
"We probably maxed out all dad's credit cards though," Ephram laughed, trying to balance all the bags Adina made him carry.
"Hey guys!" Adina turned to see Amy running towards them.
"Hey Aims, what's up?" Adina asked, stopping to talk to her friend.
"Not much," Amy replied, "Just wanted to talk to you about something."
"Alright, shoot," Adina instructed. Ephram nudged Delia, and motioned for her to follow him. He figured whatever Amy had to tell Adina, she'd want to tell her alone.
"I'm going to take Adina over to Mama Joy's, ok?" Ephram told Adina, Adina nodded, and waved, before turning back to Amy.
"I kind of have a weird question," Amy began, "but, you were depressed after your mom died, right?"
"According to all the doctors and psychiatrists, yes," Adina answered, "What's wrong?"
"Well, I really think I am, and Laynie told me there's drugs- anti- depressants- that can really help with that sort of thing," Amy explained, "And I wanted to know your opinion."
"Your taking Laynie's advice after what happened in Aspen?" Adina asked surprised.
"She's my friend, I can't just abandon her," Amy responded, looking at her feet.
"I know, she was my friend too, but when someone does that-" Adina began, but was cut off my Amy.
"So what's your opinion on Zoloft?" Amy asked eagerly anticipating her response.
"I don't know if they're right for you Amy," Adina said honestly, "Prescription drugs are for people who have a chemical imbalance, but your depression is different. It has a substantial cause. You need to get over this on your own; you have to be able to cope. I had to, and I got through it, and so can you."
"Whatever," Amy shrugged, "It just doesn't seem like I'm going anywhere. Everyday is the same. Hopeless."
"Nothing is ever hopeless Amy," Adina told her honestly, "As hard as it is, you always have to have hope. It's the one thing that'll keep you moving forward."
"Thanks Adina," Amy thanked her, embracing her quickly. Adina hugged her back, hoping her words had helped.
***
"Hey Ephram!" Ephram turned to see Bright walking into the diner.
"Uh, hi Bright," Ephram replied, "What do you want?"
"Just to talk, see how your doing," Bright answered, before addressing Delia, "Hey kiddo."
"Delia, why don't you go see if Adina is coming yet," Ephram told her. Delia nodded, and grabbed her coat. "I'm not stupid Bright, your just trying to be nice to me because you like my sister," Ephram replied, leaning against the machine.
"No, that's not true," Bright responded, "I mean, yeah, I like your sister, but that has nothing to do with me calling a truce."
"A truce?" Ephram asked, confused.
"Yeah, I mean, ever since Colin- well, I just am getting tired of hanging around with all the same people," Bright explained, " And you seem like a pretty cool guy."
"Thanks." Ephram wasn't sure what to say.
"And okay, maybe being nicer to you might get me somewhere with your sister, but that's just a small plus," Bright grinned.
***
"Your boyfriend called a truce with me today," Ephram announced to Adina, when he found her sitting out on the porch that evening.
"My boyfriend?" Adina asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Bright Abbott," Ephram replied, handing her a cup of coffee.
"He's not my boyfriend. How many times do I have to tell you?" Adina sighed, sipping the warm liquid.
"Whatever you say," Ephram laughed, "So what did you talk about with Amy?" Even though he hadn't really been on friendly terms with Amy in a while, he still wanted to know when something was wrong.
"Oh nothing you'd understand," Adina answered.
"Why wouldn't I understand, I know Amy better than you do," The words slipped out before he even realized what he was saying.
"I knew it," Adina smiled, "You like Amy Abbot."
"No. It's just at one time, before Colin died, we were pretty good friends," Ephram tried to explain. Adina gave him a knowing glance, but was nice enough to change the topic.
"So your friends with Bright now?" Adina asked, and couldn't help but laugh to herself.
"No, not really," Ephram answered, "I'm naturally supposed to hate anyone who is trying to hook up with my little sister."
"You know, there's nothing going on between me and Bright Abbott, so I would greatly appreciate it if you dropped it," Adina shot back, her eyes narrowing.
"Fine, I'll drop it," Ephram promised, "For now."
A/N: This is kind of a short chapter, but I just had to kind of have one for filler. The next one will be a bit more meaningful to the plot. There is an update ready and waiting, I just want 5 reviews before I will post it.
Merry Christmas!
Stephanie