"So, how are you feeling?" asked Kirsten while picking out some cute
maternity clothes.
"Frazzled. I've been feeling this way since it happened. I keep waiting to wake up. Oh that's cute." Said Lizzie.
"So, how far along are you?" asked Kirsten, trying to sound as casual as possible.
"Oh, um seven months. Did you feel like this when you were pregnant with Seth?" Lizzie really appreciated Kirsten's gesture, but she hated for complete spotlight on her.
"Oh, yes. I actually threatened to kill Sandy, my husband, when we were thinking about names. It was because he wanted to name Seth Lucifer, after my father." Kirsten laughed. "But you know, I threaten Sandy's life often."
Lizzie laughed and picked up another shirt. After looking at the price tag, she put it back down. Everything in this store was way too expensive for her. If she was ever going to pay back the Cohen's, she better not spend too much.
"No wait. That's cute. You have to have it." Said Kirsten looking at what she had put away. "Hell, I might have to have it."
"I can't afford that. I don't want you to think I'm being a free loader. I want to pay you back and I can't afford to pay back all of this." Said Lizzie near tears.
"No sweetie, don't cry. I don't expect you to pay back. All I want you to do is enjoy yourself. I won't except any money from you. If you give me money, I'll open up a savings account for you and put it in there." Kirsten said grabbing hold of Lizzie's face with both of her hands. "I'm just having so much fun, shopping with a girl. I am so glad you like my kind of style, unlike Seth who thinks I have no taste, and Sandy who will quietly buy what I want him to, but never wear it."
Lizzie just smiled and grabbed the outfit. How did Ryan become so lucky to meet these people?
"So, how close are you and Ryan?" asked Kirsten trying to break the silence that had started.
"When we were kids, we lived in the same house. He always protected me against bullies. Once, he even broke a kids leg, because he said I was a bitch and he threw rocks at me. When my mom moved out of that house, we didn't move far. Just down the road. Ryan and I hung out with the same people and took the same classes. Then he disappeared, and I haven't spoken to him since this morning." Responded Lizzie.
"Wow, so you two are like brother and sister. I wonder why he never talked about you?" said Kirsten, not realizing how harsh that must have been until seeing Lizzie's face.
"I guess he never approved of how I was getting along in life. He was always telling us that just because we were from Chino, doesn't mean we have to use that as an excuse. I always figured I would marry someone from there, work there, live there, all of my life. I never tried to succeed in school. I felt that I wouldn't have to. I kind of wish I had now. At least then, I would be able to support myself."
Kirsten stood and listened as she went on. Then she saw Ryan.
"Oh my God!" said Kirsten. "Speak of the devil."
Lizzie looked over and saw him too. He asked a store clerk where they were. When he saw them he ran over.
"What are you doing here?" asked Kirsten and Lizzie at the same time. "I needed to speak to you." Said Ryan to Lizzie. "Why aren't you in class?" asked Kirsten. "This is important." Said Ryan. He pulled Lizzie to the side and said, "Why didn't you come to me first? You know I would have helped you. You wouldn't have had to wonder around and be homeless for so long. I could have taken care of you." Lizzie didn't look him in the eyes. "You deserved to be away from me. I've always held you down and been dependent on you. I thought after you left, that you left to get away from me. You were tired of taking care of me. After I got pregnant, yeah, you were the first person I thought of, but I just didn't want you to feel burdened. Theresa was the one who finally talked me into coming." Ryan stared at her in dismay. How could she think that? He thought she knew that he would never even think about leaving her. Ryan leaned in and gave her a hug to help her feel protested, that was what he was there for. His life had done a complete 180( when he moved to New Port. He had no one to comfort or make feel protected. When he met Marissa he saw in her what he saw in Lizzie, a lost sole wanting someone to turn to and cry on. "Ryan, you need to get back to school now!" said Kirsten interrupting their hug. She was so upset with Ryan, she had been upset with at least one person everyday since he had moved there. She knew that by the end of the year she would have sever ulcers and have to attend AA meeting regularly. Ryan left without protest, he knew that if he didn't follow Kirsten's rules he would be in serious trouble. After Ryan left Kirsten and Lizzie shopped a little more. "Listen, I know this is a touch subject, but if you could describe the bastard that did this to you, I will do every thing in my power to see his ass in jail." Kirsten said to Lizzie while they tried on some clothes. Lizzie got kind of quiet as she tried to recall the events. She quivered when she thought of him. "He...um...he wasn't very cute. He had kind of a maniac look in his face, like he belonged in a padded room. He had short black hair that looked like he ran his fingers through it all the time. He was medium build and, from what he told me, he had a drug problem." "And you didn't get his name?" asked Kirsten. "I don't think I did. It was so loud at that party, I wouldn't have heard him." Said Lizzie. They walked out of the dressing rooms and examined each other. "What do you think? Do I look too fat?" asked Kirsten. "You wouldn't look fat in a fat suit. That is so cute. I am the one that looks fat. I swear, you'd think I was having septuplets." Said Lizzie. "Thank you for your sweet but completely false compliment. You look like you're having a baby. I looked the same way when I was pregnant with Seth. I almost shot Sandy several times for what he had done to me, that is why I have never been to a shooting range with my husband." Laughed Kirsten. Lizzie laughed too. She was actually enjoying herself. This hadn't happened since Ryan left. "So, now let's find out about you. Favorite color?" asked Kirsten. "Red." Replied Lizzie. She loved this game. "Clay or Rueben?" "I am a Claymate. I know just about everything there is to know about Clay." "Really? Kelly or Justin?" "No contest, Kelly. Justin couldn't sing to save his life." "I completely agree. Kelly has talent. Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings?" "Harry Potter. I have trouble getting into Lord of the Rings." "Thank God I'm not the only one! Oh, I have a tough one. Ashton Kutcher or Orlando Bloom?" Kirsten was even having trouble with this one. Lizzie thought for a while. "Can I use a life line?" They laughed and went to pay for their clothes.
"Frazzled. I've been feeling this way since it happened. I keep waiting to wake up. Oh that's cute." Said Lizzie.
"So, how far along are you?" asked Kirsten, trying to sound as casual as possible.
"Oh, um seven months. Did you feel like this when you were pregnant with Seth?" Lizzie really appreciated Kirsten's gesture, but she hated for complete spotlight on her.
"Oh, yes. I actually threatened to kill Sandy, my husband, when we were thinking about names. It was because he wanted to name Seth Lucifer, after my father." Kirsten laughed. "But you know, I threaten Sandy's life often."
Lizzie laughed and picked up another shirt. After looking at the price tag, she put it back down. Everything in this store was way too expensive for her. If she was ever going to pay back the Cohen's, she better not spend too much.
"No wait. That's cute. You have to have it." Said Kirsten looking at what she had put away. "Hell, I might have to have it."
"I can't afford that. I don't want you to think I'm being a free loader. I want to pay you back and I can't afford to pay back all of this." Said Lizzie near tears.
"No sweetie, don't cry. I don't expect you to pay back. All I want you to do is enjoy yourself. I won't except any money from you. If you give me money, I'll open up a savings account for you and put it in there." Kirsten said grabbing hold of Lizzie's face with both of her hands. "I'm just having so much fun, shopping with a girl. I am so glad you like my kind of style, unlike Seth who thinks I have no taste, and Sandy who will quietly buy what I want him to, but never wear it."
Lizzie just smiled and grabbed the outfit. How did Ryan become so lucky to meet these people?
"So, how close are you and Ryan?" asked Kirsten trying to break the silence that had started.
"When we were kids, we lived in the same house. He always protected me against bullies. Once, he even broke a kids leg, because he said I was a bitch and he threw rocks at me. When my mom moved out of that house, we didn't move far. Just down the road. Ryan and I hung out with the same people and took the same classes. Then he disappeared, and I haven't spoken to him since this morning." Responded Lizzie.
"Wow, so you two are like brother and sister. I wonder why he never talked about you?" said Kirsten, not realizing how harsh that must have been until seeing Lizzie's face.
"I guess he never approved of how I was getting along in life. He was always telling us that just because we were from Chino, doesn't mean we have to use that as an excuse. I always figured I would marry someone from there, work there, live there, all of my life. I never tried to succeed in school. I felt that I wouldn't have to. I kind of wish I had now. At least then, I would be able to support myself."
Kirsten stood and listened as she went on. Then she saw Ryan.
"Oh my God!" said Kirsten. "Speak of the devil."
Lizzie looked over and saw him too. He asked a store clerk where they were. When he saw them he ran over.
"What are you doing here?" asked Kirsten and Lizzie at the same time. "I needed to speak to you." Said Ryan to Lizzie. "Why aren't you in class?" asked Kirsten. "This is important." Said Ryan. He pulled Lizzie to the side and said, "Why didn't you come to me first? You know I would have helped you. You wouldn't have had to wonder around and be homeless for so long. I could have taken care of you." Lizzie didn't look him in the eyes. "You deserved to be away from me. I've always held you down and been dependent on you. I thought after you left, that you left to get away from me. You were tired of taking care of me. After I got pregnant, yeah, you were the first person I thought of, but I just didn't want you to feel burdened. Theresa was the one who finally talked me into coming." Ryan stared at her in dismay. How could she think that? He thought she knew that he would never even think about leaving her. Ryan leaned in and gave her a hug to help her feel protested, that was what he was there for. His life had done a complete 180( when he moved to New Port. He had no one to comfort or make feel protected. When he met Marissa he saw in her what he saw in Lizzie, a lost sole wanting someone to turn to and cry on. "Ryan, you need to get back to school now!" said Kirsten interrupting their hug. She was so upset with Ryan, she had been upset with at least one person everyday since he had moved there. She knew that by the end of the year she would have sever ulcers and have to attend AA meeting regularly. Ryan left without protest, he knew that if he didn't follow Kirsten's rules he would be in serious trouble. After Ryan left Kirsten and Lizzie shopped a little more. "Listen, I know this is a touch subject, but if you could describe the bastard that did this to you, I will do every thing in my power to see his ass in jail." Kirsten said to Lizzie while they tried on some clothes. Lizzie got kind of quiet as she tried to recall the events. She quivered when she thought of him. "He...um...he wasn't very cute. He had kind of a maniac look in his face, like he belonged in a padded room. He had short black hair that looked like he ran his fingers through it all the time. He was medium build and, from what he told me, he had a drug problem." "And you didn't get his name?" asked Kirsten. "I don't think I did. It was so loud at that party, I wouldn't have heard him." Said Lizzie. They walked out of the dressing rooms and examined each other. "What do you think? Do I look too fat?" asked Kirsten. "You wouldn't look fat in a fat suit. That is so cute. I am the one that looks fat. I swear, you'd think I was having septuplets." Said Lizzie. "Thank you for your sweet but completely false compliment. You look like you're having a baby. I looked the same way when I was pregnant with Seth. I almost shot Sandy several times for what he had done to me, that is why I have never been to a shooting range with my husband." Laughed Kirsten. Lizzie laughed too. She was actually enjoying herself. This hadn't happened since Ryan left. "So, now let's find out about you. Favorite color?" asked Kirsten. "Red." Replied Lizzie. She loved this game. "Clay or Rueben?" "I am a Claymate. I know just about everything there is to know about Clay." "Really? Kelly or Justin?" "No contest, Kelly. Justin couldn't sing to save his life." "I completely agree. Kelly has talent. Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings?" "Harry Potter. I have trouble getting into Lord of the Rings." "Thank God I'm not the only one! Oh, I have a tough one. Ashton Kutcher or Orlando Bloom?" Kirsten was even having trouble with this one. Lizzie thought for a while. "Can I use a life line?" They laughed and went to pay for their clothes.