Here's another one for you guys!! This one took a little bit longer to
write b/c it's a long chapter!!! ENJOY!!
*screwdrivers*
** "You're sure you're alright?" Mort asked with concern in his eyes. It had been awhile since he had to deal with anything like this. A teenaged girl and her emotions can be tricky.
"Yeah...I just need to think. Go for your walk," Lydia replied without meeting his eyes. She had plans of her own while he was out.
"Well ok then...if you're sure you're ok, Lyddie. I'll be back in a half hour, and then we can talk more," Mort said as he slipped on his sweater and walked out the door, closing it behind him.
She watched as he walked down a path before taking a deep breathe and heading back upstairs. It was amazing how she could cut her father out of her life like that without ever knowing the real story. Her mother didn't seem like the kind of person that could cheat on her husband, and then never tell her daughter.
Lyddie walked up the creaky stairs to Mort's desk. She found the manuscript right where he had left it, and her book sitting on top of it. She sat down on the chair as Chico watched her curiously. She starred at the blank screen of the laptop for a moment and then opened the book. Flipping through the pages, she found "Secret Window". She then opened "Sowing Season" and began comparing the two. Besides name changes and re-wording at parts, the stories were exactly alike. How could that be if two different people had written them? She studied them for almost 20 minutes before hearing Mort open the screen door to the porch.
"Oh shoot!" she stammered. She had lost track of time and forgot that he would be home soon after she started rummaging through his work. Quickly, she closed the book and manuscript and ran down the stairs, just in time to hear Mort opening the door. "Hi," she said while still trying to catch her balance. She had a fake smile on her face and she hoped it wasn't as noticeable as she thought.
"Oh hello," Mort replied looking a little more than distracted. "I...um...how are you feeling?"
"How would you feel if you just found out the mother you had been living with cheated on her husband and didn't tell you!!" she thought but of course she didn't say it. No. Instead she replied by saying, "I'm fine. It's not that big of a deal." She paused for a moment before continuing. "I'm sorry I haven't been the best towards you. I always...well you know....thought that..."
Mort cut her off. "It's ok," he said, "I understand completely."
Lydia sighed. THAT was a relief. "Can I ask you something?" she asked suddenly.
"Uh...sure I guess," Mort said sitting down on the couch.
"Why DID Mom cheat on you?" She asked sitting down next to him.
Mort sighed deeply, "Well, I don't know. I think things just weren't working out the way she had planned."
Lydia looked down at her feet. "It was...Ted wasn't it?" she asked quietly.
Mort looked over at her, "Yeah...It was."
Lydia nodded but didn't lift her eyes from her feet. "I think I'm gonna go upstairs and listen to some music. I brought headphones," she said while standing up to do so.
"Alright," Mort answered, "I'll be down here if you need me." He watched as she drifted into her room. He was stressed from today, and felt bad about her finding out about her mother. After these two weeks were up he knew Amy wouldn't let Lydia stay with him anymore. Even if Lyddie WANTED to. He lied down on the couch and dozed off...
9 P.M.
Mort awoke suddenly. He adjusted his eye sight and looked at his watch. Two hours had passed. He turned his head and saw the kitchen door had been opened. "Lyddie?" he called. He was given no response. He walked quietly up the stairs to see if she was in her room. He cracked the door open just enough to see in. Lydia was lying on her bed with her headphones on bobbing her head to the music playing from them.
She sat up and took them off when she saw him. "Hey...did you need something?" she asked seeing a concerned look in his eyes.
"The kitchen door was open and I didn't know if you had gone out," Mort said looking over his shoulder cautiously.
Lyddie looked a bit frightened. "No..." she said slowly, "I haven't been downstairs for at least two hours."
"I was asleep on the couch," Mort said turning back to her, "I'm gonna go check it out."
"Ok then I'm coming with you," Lydia said jumping off the bed. No use in her staying up there if there was a crazy physco in the house.
They walked downstairs into the kitchen. Lyddie positioned herself behind Mort. He grabbed a flashlight to examine the broken light outside. The stepped outside. There was a note nailed to the side of the house and a large lump under a trap on the garbage can.
The note read: Three days. I am not kidding.
Lyddie looked at the note and then to Mort. "What's that mean?" she asked fearfully.
Mort didn't respond. He was too busy inching towards the tarp. He lifted it off and found Chico with a screwdriver through his head.
** Ewww.....I always disliked that part. I loved Chico. He was sooo cool!!! Well what will happen next? Is it time to take drastic measures??? I'll update soon
*screwdrivers*
** "You're sure you're alright?" Mort asked with concern in his eyes. It had been awhile since he had to deal with anything like this. A teenaged girl and her emotions can be tricky.
"Yeah...I just need to think. Go for your walk," Lydia replied without meeting his eyes. She had plans of her own while he was out.
"Well ok then...if you're sure you're ok, Lyddie. I'll be back in a half hour, and then we can talk more," Mort said as he slipped on his sweater and walked out the door, closing it behind him.
She watched as he walked down a path before taking a deep breathe and heading back upstairs. It was amazing how she could cut her father out of her life like that without ever knowing the real story. Her mother didn't seem like the kind of person that could cheat on her husband, and then never tell her daughter.
Lyddie walked up the creaky stairs to Mort's desk. She found the manuscript right where he had left it, and her book sitting on top of it. She sat down on the chair as Chico watched her curiously. She starred at the blank screen of the laptop for a moment and then opened the book. Flipping through the pages, she found "Secret Window". She then opened "Sowing Season" and began comparing the two. Besides name changes and re-wording at parts, the stories were exactly alike. How could that be if two different people had written them? She studied them for almost 20 minutes before hearing Mort open the screen door to the porch.
"Oh shoot!" she stammered. She had lost track of time and forgot that he would be home soon after she started rummaging through his work. Quickly, she closed the book and manuscript and ran down the stairs, just in time to hear Mort opening the door. "Hi," she said while still trying to catch her balance. She had a fake smile on her face and she hoped it wasn't as noticeable as she thought.
"Oh hello," Mort replied looking a little more than distracted. "I...um...how are you feeling?"
"How would you feel if you just found out the mother you had been living with cheated on her husband and didn't tell you!!" she thought but of course she didn't say it. No. Instead she replied by saying, "I'm fine. It's not that big of a deal." She paused for a moment before continuing. "I'm sorry I haven't been the best towards you. I always...well you know....thought that..."
Mort cut her off. "It's ok," he said, "I understand completely."
Lydia sighed. THAT was a relief. "Can I ask you something?" she asked suddenly.
"Uh...sure I guess," Mort said sitting down on the couch.
"Why DID Mom cheat on you?" She asked sitting down next to him.
Mort sighed deeply, "Well, I don't know. I think things just weren't working out the way she had planned."
Lydia looked down at her feet. "It was...Ted wasn't it?" she asked quietly.
Mort looked over at her, "Yeah...It was."
Lydia nodded but didn't lift her eyes from her feet. "I think I'm gonna go upstairs and listen to some music. I brought headphones," she said while standing up to do so.
"Alright," Mort answered, "I'll be down here if you need me." He watched as she drifted into her room. He was stressed from today, and felt bad about her finding out about her mother. After these two weeks were up he knew Amy wouldn't let Lydia stay with him anymore. Even if Lyddie WANTED to. He lied down on the couch and dozed off...
9 P.M.
Mort awoke suddenly. He adjusted his eye sight and looked at his watch. Two hours had passed. He turned his head and saw the kitchen door had been opened. "Lyddie?" he called. He was given no response. He walked quietly up the stairs to see if she was in her room. He cracked the door open just enough to see in. Lydia was lying on her bed with her headphones on bobbing her head to the music playing from them.
She sat up and took them off when she saw him. "Hey...did you need something?" she asked seeing a concerned look in his eyes.
"The kitchen door was open and I didn't know if you had gone out," Mort said looking over his shoulder cautiously.
Lyddie looked a bit frightened. "No..." she said slowly, "I haven't been downstairs for at least two hours."
"I was asleep on the couch," Mort said turning back to her, "I'm gonna go check it out."
"Ok then I'm coming with you," Lydia said jumping off the bed. No use in her staying up there if there was a crazy physco in the house.
They walked downstairs into the kitchen. Lyddie positioned herself behind Mort. He grabbed a flashlight to examine the broken light outside. The stepped outside. There was a note nailed to the side of the house and a large lump under a trap on the garbage can.
The note read: Three days. I am not kidding.
Lyddie looked at the note and then to Mort. "What's that mean?" she asked fearfully.
Mort didn't respond. He was too busy inching towards the tarp. He lifted it off and found Chico with a screwdriver through his head.
** Ewww.....I always disliked that part. I loved Chico. He was sooo cool!!! Well what will happen next? Is it time to take drastic measures??? I'll update soon