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Chapter 4 : Between You, Me and Marissa
Summer woke up to bad chest pains. She out of bed holding her chest. She hurried down the hall to her mom's room, but she wasn't there. Figuring she'd be in the kitchen, Summer hurried down the stairs. As she reached the last flight of stairs the pain went away, she sighed and breathed in heavily. Not again, she said to herself walking toward the kitchen. She heard her mother humming. Summer shook her head. She wasn't going to tell her mother.
"Mom, can we go see Roger today?" Summer asked walking through the kitchen door rubbing her sleepy eyes. Heather took a sip out of her coffee mug before looking at her daughter with tons of worries in her eyes. Summer gave her mom saying, 'Don't worry, it's nothing'. Heather nodded her head. Summer smiled weakly and joined her mother at the kitchen table. Only milliseconds later a very tired looking Seth walked him, yawning. His eyes were so sleepy, he was unaware of Heather and Summer's presence. "Morning, Seth."
Seth jumped and turned toward the kitchen table. Summer was smiling at him and Heather was waving. He returned the wave and smile as he walked toward the mother-daughter duo, feeling awkward about the night before. He was afraid Summer might have said something to her mother. "So, um, how are you ladies doing this morning?"
"Good," Heather responded picking up her mug. She winked at Seth, before drinking the last few drops of coffee left. She got up and put her cup in the sink. "Do you want anything to eat?"
"No thanks," Seth said nicely. Heather nodded before making her way out the door. Seth turned his head toward Summer, who was quietly nibbling on her bagel as she spaced out. Seth waved his hand in front of her crazily trying to get her attention. It took him three tries before Summer snapped back to reality. "I apologize about last ni.."
"Don't worry about," Summer said throwing a bagel across the table toward Seth. It hit him right in his face before falling onto the tiled floor. Summer giggled and rolled her eyes. Seth groaned and picked it up. He put it aside and reached over for another bagel. Silence filled the air, just as it did the night before, only this time it was an uncomfortable one. For Seth, anyway. He shifted in his seat, his eyes glued to Summer. "What?"
"I don't understand you. I, in a way, offended you last night. I even ridiculed you to no end when we were younger and lived in Newport. Why are you so nice to me?" Seth asked scratching his forehead. "I thought that you'd be really pissed at me for doing those mean things to you."
Summer shrugged and got up from her seat. "I was pissed, but I got over it. There's was no use in holding a grudge from years ago. But, that doesn't mean I don't hold grudges. I have my breaking points like any normal person does. You just go on and consider yourself lucky, you didn't push me too far. Otherwise you wouldn't be in this kitchen right now.. forget all that bunch of none sense, let's just say I'm nice."
Summer moved toward the door, stopped and turned around. "There's another reason too, but that's not really important."
"Interesting," Seth said getting up from his seat. He followed Summer out to the pool area where the both sat on chairs facing one another. It was still a little dark outside, so Summer turned on the back light. As always, silence fell between them. A total random question popped into his head. "Sum, is it OK if I call you that?"
"Sure if it's OK if I get to call you Cohen," Summer said smiling.
"Fair enough, anyway I noticed that since my arrival, I haven't seen Mr. Roberts around," Seth said wishing he hadn't said it. The moment the words 'Mr. Roberts' came out of his mouth, Summer's smile slowly turned upside down. He reached across the for her hands. "Sum, you OK?"
"Yeah I'm OK," Summer said softly. "Seth, the reason you haven't seen my father is because he's dead. He's been dead for almost 6 years now. You know this, you were at the funeral."
"I'm so sorry, Summer" Seth said enclosing his hands around hers. "I'm so sorry for even bringing him up. I was at the funeral?"
"Yeah, you flew up with your parents," Summer informed him. "Do you remember going to a funeral at all?"
"Actually I do remember going to a funeral, but I don't remember it being your father's funeral."
"That's because you were too busy calling me 'fatty'," Summer laughed trying to humor the thoughts of her father away. Seth let her hand go gently. "You were also busy trying to mack on that blonde girl, I don't remember her name but whatev."
"Oh. About the fatty thing, I apologize for that."
"No worries," Summer said. "It's all in the past. Remember, I'm nice."
"How can I forget," Seth said his stomach sinking. He felt so guilty for how he treated Summer when they were little. Calling her 'fatty', throwing rocks at her, and tripping her when she would walk by. She was so kind to him, even as a kid. "So what is there to do on a boring day like this?"
"Go shopping, but we're grounded so that's out of the question," Summer reminded him. "I guess all you can do on a day like this is swim in the pool."
"Swimming in the pool doesn't sound to bad," Seth said yawning. It was clear he was still tired, he got up and stretched. "Well, I'm going to go rest a little bit more. Meet me back here around eleven?"
"You're such a dork," Summer laughed getting up, she put her hand over her chest and began to breathe heavily. Her chest pains came back, more painful than the one she had earlier. Summer squealed in pain silently grabbing hold of something to hold her up. After some minutes, the pain lessened, it got easier for her to breathe once more. She looked up to see if Seth had notice, he hadn't. "But, yeah I'll meet you here at eleven. You, me, Marissa and Ryan can have our very own... oh shoot."
"What?"
"I can't, I have to somewhere with my mom. I don't know when we'll be coming back," Summer said looking apologetically at Seth. Seth shrugged his shoulders. "How about tomorrow?"
"Sounds good to me."
Summer walked through the doors with Seth following closely behind her. They both walked up to there rooms and went back to sleep. Seth, who was tired earlier, was no longer tired. Instead of going back to sleep as he told Summer, he stared blankly at the ceiling. After half an hour, Seth was out. When he woke up, he head it downstairs. It was already 10:45AM and Summer, and her Mom, was no where to be found.
Marissa and Ryan were sitting on the couch playing thumb war and giving one another lovey-dovey looks. Seth rolled his eyes before literally through himself in between the couple. Ryan elbowed him and Marissa glared at him, he just smiled back. "So what'd ya'll want to do?"
"Marissa, who's Roger?" Seth asked out of the blue. "I woke up early this morning and headed to the kitchen. I heard Summer ask her mom if they could go see Roger. Who is he?"
"Um," Marissa said. "He's a family friend. Seth you're so nosey"
"Well, I'm sorry that my ears don't come with an off button," Seth said rolling his eyes. "Besides, I'm a nosey person. Aren't I right? .. Never mind don't answer that. I'm a very curious person too"
"And a very talka..," Ryan immediately shut up when Seth gave him a nasty look. "So what are we doing today?"
"Nothing," Marissa said.
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Roger, a family friend, came out of his office and sighed. This was Summer's cue to leave and let Roger and her mother be alone. She dragged her feet on her way to her mom's car. Something didn't feel right. Whatever Roger had to say, Summer knew it wasn't good. She opened the passenger seat and waited for her mother.
Finally after 30 minutes that seemed like hours, Heather walked out of the building with her head down slightly. Summer glanced at her and could have sworn she saw her mother wipe her eyes. Heather opened the driver's side of the door and threw her purse onto the back seat. She looked at her only daughter, smiled, and started the engine. Before she put her gear into reverse, Summer put her hand over her mothers. "What'd he say?"
Heather said nothing. She put her car in reverse and left the hospital parking lot. Summer sighed, she needed to know. "Mom, what'd Roger say?"
"Don't worry about it," Heather said keeping her eyes on the road. Summer gazed over at her mother, she was right. What Roger said to her mother was bad news. She gazed out the window and looked up at the sky smiling. Soon, Summer thought.
"My condition has gotten worse, didn't it?" Summer asked knowingly. Heather ignored her question and turned left. "Mom! Answer my question. You always do this.. you always leave me hanging"
"Yes, your condition's gotten worse. But don't worry, Roger's doing everything he can to find a replacement," Heather said letting a few tears, that she had tried hard to hold back, escape from her sad ridden eyes. "Don't think too much about it. You'll be fine, everything will be fine"
"No, everything won't be fine and I won't be fine. I remember hearing Roger telling Daddy that everything will be fine," Summer told her mother as she pulled into their driveway. Heather shut the car off and locked the doors so Summer wouldn't get out. Heather broke down like a little child. "Mom, don't cry."
"I promise, everything will be fine" Heather said through her sobs.
"Mom, don't make promises you can't keep," Summer said before looking at her mom with a look that said 'Please open the door'. Heather unlocked the door and let her daughter walk out. Before she shut the door close, Summer stuck her head back in. "Mom promise me you won't tell Ryan or Seth about this condition of mines. It'll just be between you, me and Marissa"
"I promise". With that said, Summer shut the door and ran in the direction of her backyard. Summer sat at the deep end of the pool and dipped her foot into the water. Seth, who was standing in the kitchen, was surprised to see that Summer had arrived. Maybe they could have an afternoon picnic in the back yard. Seth hurried outside and sat beside his friend.
"Your home, you think you're up for an afternoon picnic?" Seth asked only to have Summer ignore his question and burry her head into his chest. She sob uncontrollably. Not sure on what to do, Seth took his right hand and rubbed Summer's back up and down, trying to calm her down. After some minutes, Summer collected herself and looked up at Seth, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just miss my dad," Summer lied scooting away from Seth. Both heads turned when they heard the kitchen door open, Marissa came out. Surprisingly, Ryan was not with her. She smiled weakly at Seth and asked if she could be alone with Summer. "Sure"
Seth got up and walked into the house. He walked to the livingroom and plopped himself onto the couch. Meanwhile outside, Marissa cradled Summer in her arms as she wept once more. Heather had informed Marissa about what had gone down earlier that day, before she left the house to go see Roger once again. "I know you're sick of hearing this, but you're going to be fine. It was very unfortunate that Uncle Matt passed away, but you my kind hearted cousin, ain't going anywhere"
Summer closed her eyes tightly wishing that Marissa's words were true. But she had a strong feeling she was going somewhere, she just didn't know where.
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And the drama begins, kinda. So what did ya'll think of Chapter 4? Should I continue????
Thanks: For all the reviews left for all the chapters :)
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Chapter 4 : Between You, Me and Marissa
Summer woke up to bad chest pains. She out of bed holding her chest. She hurried down the hall to her mom's room, but she wasn't there. Figuring she'd be in the kitchen, Summer hurried down the stairs. As she reached the last flight of stairs the pain went away, she sighed and breathed in heavily. Not again, she said to herself walking toward the kitchen. She heard her mother humming. Summer shook her head. She wasn't going to tell her mother.
"Mom, can we go see Roger today?" Summer asked walking through the kitchen door rubbing her sleepy eyes. Heather took a sip out of her coffee mug before looking at her daughter with tons of worries in her eyes. Summer gave her mom saying, 'Don't worry, it's nothing'. Heather nodded her head. Summer smiled weakly and joined her mother at the kitchen table. Only milliseconds later a very tired looking Seth walked him, yawning. His eyes were so sleepy, he was unaware of Heather and Summer's presence. "Morning, Seth."
Seth jumped and turned toward the kitchen table. Summer was smiling at him and Heather was waving. He returned the wave and smile as he walked toward the mother-daughter duo, feeling awkward about the night before. He was afraid Summer might have said something to her mother. "So, um, how are you ladies doing this morning?"
"Good," Heather responded picking up her mug. She winked at Seth, before drinking the last few drops of coffee left. She got up and put her cup in the sink. "Do you want anything to eat?"
"No thanks," Seth said nicely. Heather nodded before making her way out the door. Seth turned his head toward Summer, who was quietly nibbling on her bagel as she spaced out. Seth waved his hand in front of her crazily trying to get her attention. It took him three tries before Summer snapped back to reality. "I apologize about last ni.."
"Don't worry about," Summer said throwing a bagel across the table toward Seth. It hit him right in his face before falling onto the tiled floor. Summer giggled and rolled her eyes. Seth groaned and picked it up. He put it aside and reached over for another bagel. Silence filled the air, just as it did the night before, only this time it was an uncomfortable one. For Seth, anyway. He shifted in his seat, his eyes glued to Summer. "What?"
"I don't understand you. I, in a way, offended you last night. I even ridiculed you to no end when we were younger and lived in Newport. Why are you so nice to me?" Seth asked scratching his forehead. "I thought that you'd be really pissed at me for doing those mean things to you."
Summer shrugged and got up from her seat. "I was pissed, but I got over it. There's was no use in holding a grudge from years ago. But, that doesn't mean I don't hold grudges. I have my breaking points like any normal person does. You just go on and consider yourself lucky, you didn't push me too far. Otherwise you wouldn't be in this kitchen right now.. forget all that bunch of none sense, let's just say I'm nice."
Summer moved toward the door, stopped and turned around. "There's another reason too, but that's not really important."
"Interesting," Seth said getting up from his seat. He followed Summer out to the pool area where the both sat on chairs facing one another. It was still a little dark outside, so Summer turned on the back light. As always, silence fell between them. A total random question popped into his head. "Sum, is it OK if I call you that?"
"Sure if it's OK if I get to call you Cohen," Summer said smiling.
"Fair enough, anyway I noticed that since my arrival, I haven't seen Mr. Roberts around," Seth said wishing he hadn't said it. The moment the words 'Mr. Roberts' came out of his mouth, Summer's smile slowly turned upside down. He reached across the for her hands. "Sum, you OK?"
"Yeah I'm OK," Summer said softly. "Seth, the reason you haven't seen my father is because he's dead. He's been dead for almost 6 years now. You know this, you were at the funeral."
"I'm so sorry, Summer" Seth said enclosing his hands around hers. "I'm so sorry for even bringing him up. I was at the funeral?"
"Yeah, you flew up with your parents," Summer informed him. "Do you remember going to a funeral at all?"
"Actually I do remember going to a funeral, but I don't remember it being your father's funeral."
"That's because you were too busy calling me 'fatty'," Summer laughed trying to humor the thoughts of her father away. Seth let her hand go gently. "You were also busy trying to mack on that blonde girl, I don't remember her name but whatev."
"Oh. About the fatty thing, I apologize for that."
"No worries," Summer said. "It's all in the past. Remember, I'm nice."
"How can I forget," Seth said his stomach sinking. He felt so guilty for how he treated Summer when they were little. Calling her 'fatty', throwing rocks at her, and tripping her when she would walk by. She was so kind to him, even as a kid. "So what is there to do on a boring day like this?"
"Go shopping, but we're grounded so that's out of the question," Summer reminded him. "I guess all you can do on a day like this is swim in the pool."
"Swimming in the pool doesn't sound to bad," Seth said yawning. It was clear he was still tired, he got up and stretched. "Well, I'm going to go rest a little bit more. Meet me back here around eleven?"
"You're such a dork," Summer laughed getting up, she put her hand over her chest and began to breathe heavily. Her chest pains came back, more painful than the one she had earlier. Summer squealed in pain silently grabbing hold of something to hold her up. After some minutes, the pain lessened, it got easier for her to breathe once more. She looked up to see if Seth had notice, he hadn't. "But, yeah I'll meet you here at eleven. You, me, Marissa and Ryan can have our very own... oh shoot."
"What?"
"I can't, I have to somewhere with my mom. I don't know when we'll be coming back," Summer said looking apologetically at Seth. Seth shrugged his shoulders. "How about tomorrow?"
"Sounds good to me."
Summer walked through the doors with Seth following closely behind her. They both walked up to there rooms and went back to sleep. Seth, who was tired earlier, was no longer tired. Instead of going back to sleep as he told Summer, he stared blankly at the ceiling. After half an hour, Seth was out. When he woke up, he head it downstairs. It was already 10:45AM and Summer, and her Mom, was no where to be found.
Marissa and Ryan were sitting on the couch playing thumb war and giving one another lovey-dovey looks. Seth rolled his eyes before literally through himself in between the couple. Ryan elbowed him and Marissa glared at him, he just smiled back. "So what'd ya'll want to do?"
"Marissa, who's Roger?" Seth asked out of the blue. "I woke up early this morning and headed to the kitchen. I heard Summer ask her mom if they could go see Roger. Who is he?"
"Um," Marissa said. "He's a family friend. Seth you're so nosey"
"Well, I'm sorry that my ears don't come with an off button," Seth said rolling his eyes. "Besides, I'm a nosey person. Aren't I right? .. Never mind don't answer that. I'm a very curious person too"
"And a very talka..," Ryan immediately shut up when Seth gave him a nasty look. "So what are we doing today?"
"Nothing," Marissa said.
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Roger, a family friend, came out of his office and sighed. This was Summer's cue to leave and let Roger and her mother be alone. She dragged her feet on her way to her mom's car. Something didn't feel right. Whatever Roger had to say, Summer knew it wasn't good. She opened the passenger seat and waited for her mother.
Finally after 30 minutes that seemed like hours, Heather walked out of the building with her head down slightly. Summer glanced at her and could have sworn she saw her mother wipe her eyes. Heather opened the driver's side of the door and threw her purse onto the back seat. She looked at her only daughter, smiled, and started the engine. Before she put her gear into reverse, Summer put her hand over her mothers. "What'd he say?"
Heather said nothing. She put her car in reverse and left the hospital parking lot. Summer sighed, she needed to know. "Mom, what'd Roger say?"
"Don't worry about it," Heather said keeping her eyes on the road. Summer gazed over at her mother, she was right. What Roger said to her mother was bad news. She gazed out the window and looked up at the sky smiling. Soon, Summer thought.
"My condition has gotten worse, didn't it?" Summer asked knowingly. Heather ignored her question and turned left. "Mom! Answer my question. You always do this.. you always leave me hanging"
"Yes, your condition's gotten worse. But don't worry, Roger's doing everything he can to find a replacement," Heather said letting a few tears, that she had tried hard to hold back, escape from her sad ridden eyes. "Don't think too much about it. You'll be fine, everything will be fine"
"No, everything won't be fine and I won't be fine. I remember hearing Roger telling Daddy that everything will be fine," Summer told her mother as she pulled into their driveway. Heather shut the car off and locked the doors so Summer wouldn't get out. Heather broke down like a little child. "Mom, don't cry."
"I promise, everything will be fine" Heather said through her sobs.
"Mom, don't make promises you can't keep," Summer said before looking at her mom with a look that said 'Please open the door'. Heather unlocked the door and let her daughter walk out. Before she shut the door close, Summer stuck her head back in. "Mom promise me you won't tell Ryan or Seth about this condition of mines. It'll just be between you, me and Marissa"
"I promise". With that said, Summer shut the door and ran in the direction of her backyard. Summer sat at the deep end of the pool and dipped her foot into the water. Seth, who was standing in the kitchen, was surprised to see that Summer had arrived. Maybe they could have an afternoon picnic in the back yard. Seth hurried outside and sat beside his friend.
"Your home, you think you're up for an afternoon picnic?" Seth asked only to have Summer ignore his question and burry her head into his chest. She sob uncontrollably. Not sure on what to do, Seth took his right hand and rubbed Summer's back up and down, trying to calm her down. After some minutes, Summer collected herself and looked up at Seth, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just miss my dad," Summer lied scooting away from Seth. Both heads turned when they heard the kitchen door open, Marissa came out. Surprisingly, Ryan was not with her. She smiled weakly at Seth and asked if she could be alone with Summer. "Sure"
Seth got up and walked into the house. He walked to the livingroom and plopped himself onto the couch. Meanwhile outside, Marissa cradled Summer in her arms as she wept once more. Heather had informed Marissa about what had gone down earlier that day, before she left the house to go see Roger once again. "I know you're sick of hearing this, but you're going to be fine. It was very unfortunate that Uncle Matt passed away, but you my kind hearted cousin, ain't going anywhere"
Summer closed her eyes tightly wishing that Marissa's words were true. But she had a strong feeling she was going somewhere, she just didn't know where.
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And the drama begins, kinda. So what did ya'll think of Chapter 4? Should I continue????