--Aha! Second chapter! Hopefully better than the first! Trying my best
everyone! Enjoy!--
Chapter 2
Ryan woke up the following morning with Theresa's head resting softly on his chest. He was glad that he and Theresa was a couple again. Marissa just didn't know. Yet. Ryan turned around and look at the clock. 7:02 AM. He gently stroked Theresa's hair. Theresa stirred. She looked up.
"Mmm, good morning hon," Theresa said.
"Good morning baby. Wake up, time to get ready for work," Ryan cooed. Theresa got up and put on her robe while Ryan went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. Ryan turned on the light in the bathroom and found a crumpled piece of paper on the bathroom floor. Curious, Ryan walked over and picked up the paper. It read:
Dear Theresa,
We have recieved your request. Please stop by my office Saturday, May 16th, at 1 pm so we can discuss your options for your abortion. We are going to have several tests taken, so please do not eat or drink anything 30 minutes prior to your appointment. See you soon and take care.
Sincereley,
Dr. Traci James
After reading the letter, Ryan's brain froze. "What the..?" Ryan thought. "Why is Theresa having an abortion? Why didn't she tell me this? What is happening?!" Ryan just stared at the letter, in shock. He heard footsteps behind him. He turned around. It was Theresa. She caught his eye and found what he was looking at. Theresa stopped in her tracks.
"Would you mind telling me what this is?!" Ryan demanded.
at the Cohen's mansion...
"Have you heard from Ryan yet?" Kirsten asked Sandy as she poured herself a glass of juice.
"Nope," Sandy replied, turning the page of his newspaper. "He left me a message, and I called him but he didn't answer."
"Do you think he knows?" Kirsten asked, scared.
"No. I know he doesn't. We're the only ones who know." Sandy replied. "I think it's best to keep it from him for awhile. His life is already bad as it is. This might make it worse."
"It's for his own good, Sandy. He has to know." Kirsten protested, sipping her drink.
"Maybe she should tell him herself. It might be better that way. I just hope that he's not too upset about it. He might be too worried and move back here."
"Hmm. Maybe. I'll call her later and see what she thinks." Kirsten pondered. Seth walked in the kitchen.
"Good morning my faithful, loving, and did I mention, wonderful parents?" Seth said as he sat down at the table. Kirsten and Sandy exchanged glances. "It's a beautiful morning, isn't it?" Seth grinned.
"What do you need now Seth?" Sandy grumbled.
"Nothing much Pops. There's just this thing," Seth's voice trailed off.
"What..thing?" Kirsten replied, curious.
"Mother, Father," Seth started, choosing his words carefully. "There's this party, no, a celebration that Summer is having over at her house for her father's new store in Milan. I was wondering if I could go."
"And Summer is hosting this..celebration?" Sandy slowly asked.
"Indeed Pops. All of our friends are going to be there to celebrate! Don't worry, they'll be no drugs, alcohols, and no strippers. Completly rated G party, complete with punch and plenty of Captain Oats, in my honor of course. And-" Seth was interrupted by Kirsten.
"If this is a celebration for Summer's father, why are all of your friends going to be there? Shouldn't Mr. Roberts have his business clients there instead? And why is Summer hosting this party?"
"Uh, good question mom. THAT, I will find out today at school. Speaking of school, I got to run. Homeroom starts in a few! See you dudes later!" With that, Seth zoomed out of the kitchen.
"Son! Wait!" Sandy was too late. Seth was long gone. He sighed. "Our kid is growing up too fast. You don't think he thought we let him go to this 'extravaganza' right?"
Kirsten buried her hands into her face. "No, he is not going unless we get full details."
later at school...
"Hey Coop!" Summer said, startling Marissa. Marissa jumped. "Woah, did I scare you?"
"Oh..hey," Marissa replied, softly. She quickly stuffed her binder and things in her locker and slammed it shut. Summer was surprised.
"Woah, are you okay? You seem upset," Summer asked, worried.
"Sorry Sum. I was just putting my stuff away." They began to walk down the hallway.
"So what's up Coop? Still thinking about Ryan?" Summer asked, poking Marissa playfully in her elbow. Marissa started to cough.
"N-n-no."
"Cooper! What's wrong?" Summer leaned down at Marissa, who began coughing uncontrollably. "COOP!!" She gently hit Marissa's back, hoping to ease the coughing. Summer looked around and saw that they caused a scene. "Come on, Coop, let's go in the bathroom." Marissa nodded and followed Summer, still coughing. When they reached the women's bathroom, Marissa finally stopped coughing. Her face was beet red.
"What happened out there? Are you alright?" Summer asked, wide-eyed and worried. Marissa wiped her mouth dry. "I'm okay. I guess I just had too much alcohol." Summer froze and shrieked.
"Coop! I thought you stopped drinking! See?! This is what happens to you!" Summer began to panick.
"I know! I just had to! I'm okay now Sum. Let's go." Marissa began to walk out the door. Summer stopped her and grabbed her arm.
"I demand an explanation why you drank last night." Summer demanded, crossing her arms.
"I-I-I-I-," Marissa stuttered. "I was in a really bad mood last night so I took a swig."
"And you got all this alcohol from?!"
"Pantry downstairs," Marissa said, looking down at her shoes. Summer sighed.
"Let's go," she said, dissapointed. "I don't want you drinking again, you hear me Coop?!"
"Yeah. Whatever." Marissa mumbled as they stumbled out the door.
later that day at school...
Marissa sat down at a table and began to eat her lunch. She opened her purse and took out a cough drop and chewed. Her cellphone rang. Ring! Ring!
"Hello?" Marissa asked as she flipped open her phone.
"Hello sweetie," Kirsten replied.
"Oh Hi Kirsten!"
"Hello. I just wanted to remind you about your appointment after school today. You'll be alright Marissa. Don't worry too much."
"I'll be fine. Thanks."
"I'll pick you up at 3. Is that ok?"
"Yeah, that's good. Thanks Kirsten."
"No problem. And Marissa?"
"Yeah?"
"Tell your mom and Caleb. They deserve to know."
"I'll try."
"That's good. See you later."
"Bye."
--done. for now. hmm.. I think this chapter had too much dialog. well, stay tuned for the next chapter, and PLEASE REVIEW!! =D ta ta kiddies!--
Chapter 2
Ryan woke up the following morning with Theresa's head resting softly on his chest. He was glad that he and Theresa was a couple again. Marissa just didn't know. Yet. Ryan turned around and look at the clock. 7:02 AM. He gently stroked Theresa's hair. Theresa stirred. She looked up.
"Mmm, good morning hon," Theresa said.
"Good morning baby. Wake up, time to get ready for work," Ryan cooed. Theresa got up and put on her robe while Ryan went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. Ryan turned on the light in the bathroom and found a crumpled piece of paper on the bathroom floor. Curious, Ryan walked over and picked up the paper. It read:
Dear Theresa,
We have recieved your request. Please stop by my office Saturday, May 16th, at 1 pm so we can discuss your options for your abortion. We are going to have several tests taken, so please do not eat or drink anything 30 minutes prior to your appointment. See you soon and take care.
Sincereley,
Dr. Traci James
After reading the letter, Ryan's brain froze. "What the..?" Ryan thought. "Why is Theresa having an abortion? Why didn't she tell me this? What is happening?!" Ryan just stared at the letter, in shock. He heard footsteps behind him. He turned around. It was Theresa. She caught his eye and found what he was looking at. Theresa stopped in her tracks.
"Would you mind telling me what this is?!" Ryan demanded.
at the Cohen's mansion...
"Have you heard from Ryan yet?" Kirsten asked Sandy as she poured herself a glass of juice.
"Nope," Sandy replied, turning the page of his newspaper. "He left me a message, and I called him but he didn't answer."
"Do you think he knows?" Kirsten asked, scared.
"No. I know he doesn't. We're the only ones who know." Sandy replied. "I think it's best to keep it from him for awhile. His life is already bad as it is. This might make it worse."
"It's for his own good, Sandy. He has to know." Kirsten protested, sipping her drink.
"Maybe she should tell him herself. It might be better that way. I just hope that he's not too upset about it. He might be too worried and move back here."
"Hmm. Maybe. I'll call her later and see what she thinks." Kirsten pondered. Seth walked in the kitchen.
"Good morning my faithful, loving, and did I mention, wonderful parents?" Seth said as he sat down at the table. Kirsten and Sandy exchanged glances. "It's a beautiful morning, isn't it?" Seth grinned.
"What do you need now Seth?" Sandy grumbled.
"Nothing much Pops. There's just this thing," Seth's voice trailed off.
"What..thing?" Kirsten replied, curious.
"Mother, Father," Seth started, choosing his words carefully. "There's this party, no, a celebration that Summer is having over at her house for her father's new store in Milan. I was wondering if I could go."
"And Summer is hosting this..celebration?" Sandy slowly asked.
"Indeed Pops. All of our friends are going to be there to celebrate! Don't worry, they'll be no drugs, alcohols, and no strippers. Completly rated G party, complete with punch and plenty of Captain Oats, in my honor of course. And-" Seth was interrupted by Kirsten.
"If this is a celebration for Summer's father, why are all of your friends going to be there? Shouldn't Mr. Roberts have his business clients there instead? And why is Summer hosting this party?"
"Uh, good question mom. THAT, I will find out today at school. Speaking of school, I got to run. Homeroom starts in a few! See you dudes later!" With that, Seth zoomed out of the kitchen.
"Son! Wait!" Sandy was too late. Seth was long gone. He sighed. "Our kid is growing up too fast. You don't think he thought we let him go to this 'extravaganza' right?"
Kirsten buried her hands into her face. "No, he is not going unless we get full details."
later at school...
"Hey Coop!" Summer said, startling Marissa. Marissa jumped. "Woah, did I scare you?"
"Oh..hey," Marissa replied, softly. She quickly stuffed her binder and things in her locker and slammed it shut. Summer was surprised.
"Woah, are you okay? You seem upset," Summer asked, worried.
"Sorry Sum. I was just putting my stuff away." They began to walk down the hallway.
"So what's up Coop? Still thinking about Ryan?" Summer asked, poking Marissa playfully in her elbow. Marissa started to cough.
"N-n-no."
"Cooper! What's wrong?" Summer leaned down at Marissa, who began coughing uncontrollably. "COOP!!" She gently hit Marissa's back, hoping to ease the coughing. Summer looked around and saw that they caused a scene. "Come on, Coop, let's go in the bathroom." Marissa nodded and followed Summer, still coughing. When they reached the women's bathroom, Marissa finally stopped coughing. Her face was beet red.
"What happened out there? Are you alright?" Summer asked, wide-eyed and worried. Marissa wiped her mouth dry. "I'm okay. I guess I just had too much alcohol." Summer froze and shrieked.
"Coop! I thought you stopped drinking! See?! This is what happens to you!" Summer began to panick.
"I know! I just had to! I'm okay now Sum. Let's go." Marissa began to walk out the door. Summer stopped her and grabbed her arm.
"I demand an explanation why you drank last night." Summer demanded, crossing her arms.
"I-I-I-I-," Marissa stuttered. "I was in a really bad mood last night so I took a swig."
"And you got all this alcohol from?!"
"Pantry downstairs," Marissa said, looking down at her shoes. Summer sighed.
"Let's go," she said, dissapointed. "I don't want you drinking again, you hear me Coop?!"
"Yeah. Whatever." Marissa mumbled as they stumbled out the door.
later that day at school...
Marissa sat down at a table and began to eat her lunch. She opened her purse and took out a cough drop and chewed. Her cellphone rang. Ring! Ring!
"Hello?" Marissa asked as she flipped open her phone.
"Hello sweetie," Kirsten replied.
"Oh Hi Kirsten!"
"Hello. I just wanted to remind you about your appointment after school today. You'll be alright Marissa. Don't worry too much."
"I'll be fine. Thanks."
"I'll pick you up at 3. Is that ok?"
"Yeah, that's good. Thanks Kirsten."
"No problem. And Marissa?"
"Yeah?"
"Tell your mom and Caleb. They deserve to know."
"I'll try."
"That's good. See you later."
"Bye."
--done. for now. hmm.. I think this chapter had too much dialog. well, stay tuned for the next chapter, and PLEASE REVIEW!! =D ta ta kiddies!--