Hey guys! This is my very first fanfic so be nice! ( I'm trying hard and
I'll get better as I go along writing this. ENJOY!
Disclaimer: I don't own the character of Secret Window...but I do own Lydia!!
INTRODUCTION After Mort had recently discovered his wife had been cheating on him, he thought things couldn't have been worse. His 15 year-old daughter, Lydia, was never very fond of him and when it came time for her to choose who she was going to live with, she naturally choose her mother. Lydia never knew the whole story behind her parents' split. All she knew was that someone had been caught cheating on someone. She figured it was her father considering he had been acting strange lately.
CHAPTER 1
"Lydia, time to go," Amy yelled up the stairs. "I know. I'll be down in a minute," Lydia replied quickly wrapping up her AIM conversations with her friends. She was going to visit her father she hadn't seen since her parents' split. She wasn't exactly excited about it, but being his daughter too it was the least she could do. She grabbed her backpack off her blue comforter on bed and slipped on a pair of flip-flops.
She walked down the stairs and met her mother in the hallway. "Only 2 weeks right?" she asked her mom. "Yes. I'm going to drop you off and then go spend some time with Ted." Amy said while gathering her car keys.
Two hours later
They arrived at Mort's cabin around noon. Lydia looked around at the messy shed next to Mort's parked car. "Well, since I'm going to have bundles of free time, I might as well clean THAT up a bit," she said while pulling her brown hair into a ponytail. Amy and Lydia walked up the stairs onto the porch. Amy cautiously knocked on the door. It was opened by a man wearing a bath robe with a horrible tear in the shoulder, messy hair, and a pair of glasses. "Hello Mort." Amy said without smiling.
"Hello Amy." He replied He shifted his attention to Lydia. "Hello Lydia. I haven't seen you in almost 6 months. Go on upstairs and put your things in the spare bedroom."
She gave a weak smile and ascended up the stairs. "This is going to be a long two weeks." She whispered to herself. She listened to the obviously uncomfortable conversation being held by her parents as she reached the top of the stairs.
"I'll be back to get her in two weeks, Mort," Amy said
"I can drop her off if you'd like," Mort said, rubbing his neck.
"No really it's ok I can pick her up," Amy said pensively to Mort before yelling farewell to Lydia. Lydia yelled something back and finished unpacking her clothes into the dresser.
The room wasn't well furnished. All it consisted of was a single bed and dresser. The walls were painted an off-white color to go with the off-white blanket on the bed. The only real color in the room was a picture of Chico, Mort's dog, on top of the dresser.
Lydia finished unpacking her things and ventured back downstairs. She made her way into the kitchen where Mort was. He was sitting at the table looking a bit distressed as he was reading what looked like a manuscript. He abruptly stood up, spilling his Mountain Dew all over the table.
"Jesus!" He said loudly and his maid, Mrs. Gavin, scurried in to clean it up.
"Oh thank God," she said with relief, "By the sounds of you I thought you had committed suicide!"
"I'm terribly sorry." Mort said trying to help clean up, but Mrs. G pushed him away.
"Never mind, that's my job," She replied as she wiped up the spill. "Go spend some time with your daughter." She motioned to you standing at the entrance to the kitchen.
Mort looked over to you. "Sorry, I didn't realize you were standing there," he said a bit embarrassed. "I've got some work to do upstairs; you can come if you think you can help."
"I'm not exactly wonderful at writing, but I guess I can read. Got any good books?" Lydia asked pointing to a bookshelf in the next room.
"Yeah, sure go ahead and pick out what you want. Most of them are what I've written but you'll probably find something you'll like," Mort said and then exited to go work, taking the manuscript with him.
Lydia picked out a book call Everybody Drop's the Dime, a collection of stories Mort had written. A particular one caught her interest. It was called "Secret Window, Secret Garden". She sat down on the couch and started reading it: A woman who would steal your love when your love was really all you had wasn't much of a woman-that, at least was Tommy Haveclock's opinion. He decided to kill her. He even knew the place he would do it, the exact place: the little patch of garden she kept in the extreme angle formed where the house and the barn come together...
She read a bit more and then became interested in where he had gotten the idea for the book. She got off the couch and went up to his desk in the upstairs hallway. He wasn't sitting there. She saw the manuscript sitting on the desk. Sowing Season By, John Shooter, it read. She picked it up and began reading. That was odd, it was almost exactly the same as the book Mort had written!!!
Not too exciting yet but you have to get through all the boring stuff first!! Review if you like it and I'll be sure to update very very soon!!!
INTRODUCTION After Mort had recently discovered his wife had been cheating on him, he thought things couldn't have been worse. His 15 year-old daughter, Lydia, was never very fond of him and when it came time for her to choose who she was going to live with, she naturally choose her mother. Lydia never knew the whole story behind her parents' split. All she knew was that someone had been caught cheating on someone. She figured it was her father considering he had been acting strange lately.
CHAPTER 1
"Lydia, time to go," Amy yelled up the stairs. "I know. I'll be down in a minute," Lydia replied quickly wrapping up her AIM conversations with her friends. She was going to visit her father she hadn't seen since her parents' split. She wasn't exactly excited about it, but being his daughter too it was the least she could do. She grabbed her backpack off her blue comforter on bed and slipped on a pair of flip-flops.
She walked down the stairs and met her mother in the hallway. "Only 2 weeks right?" she asked her mom. "Yes. I'm going to drop you off and then go spend some time with Ted." Amy said while gathering her car keys.
Two hours later
They arrived at Mort's cabin around noon. Lydia looked around at the messy shed next to Mort's parked car. "Well, since I'm going to have bundles of free time, I might as well clean THAT up a bit," she said while pulling her brown hair into a ponytail. Amy and Lydia walked up the stairs onto the porch. Amy cautiously knocked on the door. It was opened by a man wearing a bath robe with a horrible tear in the shoulder, messy hair, and a pair of glasses. "Hello Mort." Amy said without smiling.
"Hello Amy." He replied He shifted his attention to Lydia. "Hello Lydia. I haven't seen you in almost 6 months. Go on upstairs and put your things in the spare bedroom."
She gave a weak smile and ascended up the stairs. "This is going to be a long two weeks." She whispered to herself. She listened to the obviously uncomfortable conversation being held by her parents as she reached the top of the stairs.
"I'll be back to get her in two weeks, Mort," Amy said
"I can drop her off if you'd like," Mort said, rubbing his neck.
"No really it's ok I can pick her up," Amy said pensively to Mort before yelling farewell to Lydia. Lydia yelled something back and finished unpacking her clothes into the dresser.
The room wasn't well furnished. All it consisted of was a single bed and dresser. The walls were painted an off-white color to go with the off-white blanket on the bed. The only real color in the room was a picture of Chico, Mort's dog, on top of the dresser.
Lydia finished unpacking her things and ventured back downstairs. She made her way into the kitchen where Mort was. He was sitting at the table looking a bit distressed as he was reading what looked like a manuscript. He abruptly stood up, spilling his Mountain Dew all over the table.
"Jesus!" He said loudly and his maid, Mrs. Gavin, scurried in to clean it up.
"Oh thank God," she said with relief, "By the sounds of you I thought you had committed suicide!"
"I'm terribly sorry." Mort said trying to help clean up, but Mrs. G pushed him away.
"Never mind, that's my job," She replied as she wiped up the spill. "Go spend some time with your daughter." She motioned to you standing at the entrance to the kitchen.
Mort looked over to you. "Sorry, I didn't realize you were standing there," he said a bit embarrassed. "I've got some work to do upstairs; you can come if you think you can help."
"I'm not exactly wonderful at writing, but I guess I can read. Got any good books?" Lydia asked pointing to a bookshelf in the next room.
"Yeah, sure go ahead and pick out what you want. Most of them are what I've written but you'll probably find something you'll like," Mort said and then exited to go work, taking the manuscript with him.
Lydia picked out a book call Everybody Drop's the Dime, a collection of stories Mort had written. A particular one caught her interest. It was called "Secret Window, Secret Garden". She sat down on the couch and started reading it: A woman who would steal your love when your love was really all you had wasn't much of a woman-that, at least was Tommy Haveclock's opinion. He decided to kill her. He even knew the place he would do it, the exact place: the little patch of garden she kept in the extreme angle formed where the house and the barn come together...
She read a bit more and then became interested in where he had gotten the idea for the book. She got off the couch and went up to his desk in the upstairs hallway. He wasn't sitting there. She saw the manuscript sitting on the desk. Sowing Season By, John Shooter, it read. She picked it up and began reading. That was odd, it was almost exactly the same as the book Mort had written!!!
Not too exciting yet but you have to get through all the boring stuff first!! Review if you like it and I'll be sure to update very very soon!!!