Chapter Six
Summer checked the kitchen clock for about the eighth time that hour. It was eleven twenty one. She and Marissa had made plans to go out to lunch together since they hadn't really been seeing as much of each other as they were used to. Marissa was supposed to come over at eleven thirty so they could take one car to lunch. Summer was trying to wait as patiently as possible for it to be time for Marissa to come over, but she was failing miserably.
Summer wished Marissa would hurry up and get there. Summer was feeling very anxious and nervous about Marissa coming over because she had decided that she couldn't keep it to herself anymore-she decided to tell Marissa what was going on with the fertility drugs and all.
Summer had been hiding the drugs from Seth for about a week now and it was getting harder and harder to hide them. She didn't like lying to Seth and knew she shouldn't be lying to him. Summer also knew in her heart that she couldn't tell him the truth because he would be angry that she went against his wishes. Especially since she hadn't even talked to him about it before hand.
Summer sighed nervously and ran a hand through her shiny, dark brown hair. This whole thing was giving her a terrific headache. Besides having a headache, she was experiencing so many different side effects from the drugs. She could barely concentrate anymore. Most of the time she felt irritable and angry. Sometimes she felt weak and dizzy. All the side effects were getting worse and worse and it seemed like there were more side effects appearing every day. Summer wasn't sure how much more she could take of this. Especially if she didn't have anyone she could talk to about it.
Summer closed her eyes and said to herself, "This is for Seth. This is for Seth." She kept repeating this to herself over and over again out loud until she heard the doorbell ring. "OH, THANK GOD!" Summer yelled to know one in particular as she practically ran to the door. She threw the door open and grabbed Marissa by the elbow. Summer pulled her into the house and then promptly kicked the door shut with her foot.
"Um, hi..." Marissa said as she gave Summer a confused look.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Moving on, I'm taking fertility drugs," Summer blurted out. She looked very angry, with her hands practically plastered to her hips.
Marissa's blue eyes grew incredibly wide. "What?" she asked. Marissa wondered if she had possibly misunderstood Summer. She knew Seth and Summer were having trouble having a baby, but she didn't think it was that serious of a problem.
"And Seth doesn't know I'm taking them," Summer added bluntly, as if this was no big deal.
"What!" Marissa shrieked in disbelief.
"Do you want to hear the best part?" Summer asked as she moved into the kitchen and sat down at the table. Marissa followed her into the room and sat down next to her. "Seth doesn't want me taking them so I'm actually lying and going against Seth's wishes all in one!" Summer told her without waiting for an answer from Marissa.
"Holy crap, Summer! How did all this happen?" Marissa asked. Her eyes were still wide with disbelief and concern.
Summer explained everything about Dr. Kincaid, the drugs, wanting a baby, and Ellie. "So now you know the whole story," Summer said sighing.
"Wow," Marissa said. She was actually stunned by Summer's behavior. Sure, Summer had always been a little wild and never really told anyone except Marissa the whole truth, but after Summer started dating Seth, Seth was added to the very short list of people Summer would never lie to and always tell the whole truth to. "You've been hiding this from Seth for a whole, entire week?" After Summer sighed and nodded her head, Marissa went on. "Sum, you're not going to like this, but you have to tell Seth what's going on."
Summer shook her head feverishly. "No way," Summer answered firmly. "He'd freak out. He'd be mad. He'd get very, very angry with me for lying to him." Summer soon realized she was starting to ramble so she shut her mouth and sat quietly.
"How are you not going to tell him?" Marissa asked. She still was feeling shocked by Summer's attitude about this. She understood why Summer felt like this, but didn't she see that she had to tell Seth what was going on?
Summer titled her head to the side. She had a sarcastic look on her face. "Well, I kind of thought not telling him would cover the 'not telling him' part, but that's just me!" Summer said in a chipper tone.
"Summer Marie Roberts, stop that right now!" Marissa yelled.
"What?" Summer asked innocently.
"You have to tell him!" Marissa argued.
"I can't! Not right now, anyway!" Summer argued back.
The two were both quiet for a few minutes and then Summer said, "Please, Marissa, I can't tell him right now...I will soon, but just not today, okay, Riss? Please?" Summer had a pleading look on her face that Marissa just couldn't say no to. Marissa sighed and nodded her head. "Thank you," Summer said softly.
* * * * *
Seth was sitting behind his huge desk at his office, busy with emailing a script for a new TV show to some actors and actresses. All he needed was a few of his favorite big names and this show would be completely ready to go. Seth hit the send button and then turned off his computer.
Just as he thought he had a minute to relax before his next appointment, there was a loud knock on the door. Seth rolled his eyes. Today was going to be a bad day, he could tell. "Come in," Seth said loudly.
The door swung open and his young assistant, Bianca, walked in. She dropped a huge stack of papers and envelopes on his desk. "Your day is about to get a lot better," Bianca joked. She pointed a long finger to the pile of papers. "Scripts, reviews, letters of compliment, letters of complaint, and more reviews...more scripts...more crap for you to be busy with!" She waved a hand at the pile. "Looks like fun," she commented.
Seth grinned at her. "Sure does," he replied sarcastically.
"Oh, by the way, Ryan just popped in your large and still over crowded waiting room," Bianca said in a singsong voice.
"Thanks, Bee. Send him in, please," Seth replied. Bianca nodded and left Seth's office. Moments later, Ryan walked in and closed the door behind him.
"Hey, do you have a minute? I need to talk to you," Ryan said quickly. He sat down in a comfy looking chair across from Seth.
"Well, not really, bro, but for you, why not?" Seth answered. He put down the letter he had been reading and looked at Ryan. "What's up?"
"Okay so my company wants me to move to New York and help open up the New York office. Then they want me to stay there and run it," Ryan told Seth.
"Well, congratulations, that's quite a honor, right?" Seth asked.
"Yes, but I don't want to leave Newport," Ryan answered.
"So? You're like second in command. Make someone lower on the food chain go," Seth replied reasonably.
"I don't know...I know that it would be very hard to make someone else go. I don't want to put anyone else in this position. On the other hand, I don't want to leave and I know it would be very hard to convince Marissa to leave. Especially if it was to move to somewhere as far away as New York," Ryan explained.
"What would she do without the beach?" Seth joked.
"And all our relatives are here. Everyone we care about and know. Basically, our whole lives are here in Newport and we have nothing in New York," Ryan said as he went on.
"You should just tell your boss you're not going. You're the one who built the company up and the one who keeps it growing and going. He won't fire you, you know that," Seth said logically. "Anyway, what does Riss think about the whole thing?"
Ryan looked up guilty. "I actually haven't told her yet. I don't know how to break it to her or even discuss it with her. Or how she'll react," Ryan explained.
"Hopefully not violently," Seth said. He was only half joking about that part. "My, oh, my, Ryan. You'd better tell Riss before she finds out some other way. She won't be happy if she hears it from someone else, Ry," Seth warned him.
Ryan looked at his watch. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. Secrets equals bad. I'll talk to her when the timings right, but right now I got to go-I have a hearing in twenty minutes," Ryan told him.
The brothers said goodbye to each other and both headed back to work for the day.
Summer checked the kitchen clock for about the eighth time that hour. It was eleven twenty one. She and Marissa had made plans to go out to lunch together since they hadn't really been seeing as much of each other as they were used to. Marissa was supposed to come over at eleven thirty so they could take one car to lunch. Summer was trying to wait as patiently as possible for it to be time for Marissa to come over, but she was failing miserably.
Summer wished Marissa would hurry up and get there. Summer was feeling very anxious and nervous about Marissa coming over because she had decided that she couldn't keep it to herself anymore-she decided to tell Marissa what was going on with the fertility drugs and all.
Summer had been hiding the drugs from Seth for about a week now and it was getting harder and harder to hide them. She didn't like lying to Seth and knew she shouldn't be lying to him. Summer also knew in her heart that she couldn't tell him the truth because he would be angry that she went against his wishes. Especially since she hadn't even talked to him about it before hand.
Summer sighed nervously and ran a hand through her shiny, dark brown hair. This whole thing was giving her a terrific headache. Besides having a headache, she was experiencing so many different side effects from the drugs. She could barely concentrate anymore. Most of the time she felt irritable and angry. Sometimes she felt weak and dizzy. All the side effects were getting worse and worse and it seemed like there were more side effects appearing every day. Summer wasn't sure how much more she could take of this. Especially if she didn't have anyone she could talk to about it.
Summer closed her eyes and said to herself, "This is for Seth. This is for Seth." She kept repeating this to herself over and over again out loud until she heard the doorbell ring. "OH, THANK GOD!" Summer yelled to know one in particular as she practically ran to the door. She threw the door open and grabbed Marissa by the elbow. Summer pulled her into the house and then promptly kicked the door shut with her foot.
"Um, hi..." Marissa said as she gave Summer a confused look.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Moving on, I'm taking fertility drugs," Summer blurted out. She looked very angry, with her hands practically plastered to her hips.
Marissa's blue eyes grew incredibly wide. "What?" she asked. Marissa wondered if she had possibly misunderstood Summer. She knew Seth and Summer were having trouble having a baby, but she didn't think it was that serious of a problem.
"And Seth doesn't know I'm taking them," Summer added bluntly, as if this was no big deal.
"What!" Marissa shrieked in disbelief.
"Do you want to hear the best part?" Summer asked as she moved into the kitchen and sat down at the table. Marissa followed her into the room and sat down next to her. "Seth doesn't want me taking them so I'm actually lying and going against Seth's wishes all in one!" Summer told her without waiting for an answer from Marissa.
"Holy crap, Summer! How did all this happen?" Marissa asked. Her eyes were still wide with disbelief and concern.
Summer explained everything about Dr. Kincaid, the drugs, wanting a baby, and Ellie. "So now you know the whole story," Summer said sighing.
"Wow," Marissa said. She was actually stunned by Summer's behavior. Sure, Summer had always been a little wild and never really told anyone except Marissa the whole truth, but after Summer started dating Seth, Seth was added to the very short list of people Summer would never lie to and always tell the whole truth to. "You've been hiding this from Seth for a whole, entire week?" After Summer sighed and nodded her head, Marissa went on. "Sum, you're not going to like this, but you have to tell Seth what's going on."
Summer shook her head feverishly. "No way," Summer answered firmly. "He'd freak out. He'd be mad. He'd get very, very angry with me for lying to him." Summer soon realized she was starting to ramble so she shut her mouth and sat quietly.
"How are you not going to tell him?" Marissa asked. She still was feeling shocked by Summer's attitude about this. She understood why Summer felt like this, but didn't she see that she had to tell Seth what was going on?
Summer titled her head to the side. She had a sarcastic look on her face. "Well, I kind of thought not telling him would cover the 'not telling him' part, but that's just me!" Summer said in a chipper tone.
"Summer Marie Roberts, stop that right now!" Marissa yelled.
"What?" Summer asked innocently.
"You have to tell him!" Marissa argued.
"I can't! Not right now, anyway!" Summer argued back.
The two were both quiet for a few minutes and then Summer said, "Please, Marissa, I can't tell him right now...I will soon, but just not today, okay, Riss? Please?" Summer had a pleading look on her face that Marissa just couldn't say no to. Marissa sighed and nodded her head. "Thank you," Summer said softly.
* * * * *
Seth was sitting behind his huge desk at his office, busy with emailing a script for a new TV show to some actors and actresses. All he needed was a few of his favorite big names and this show would be completely ready to go. Seth hit the send button and then turned off his computer.
Just as he thought he had a minute to relax before his next appointment, there was a loud knock on the door. Seth rolled his eyes. Today was going to be a bad day, he could tell. "Come in," Seth said loudly.
The door swung open and his young assistant, Bianca, walked in. She dropped a huge stack of papers and envelopes on his desk. "Your day is about to get a lot better," Bianca joked. She pointed a long finger to the pile of papers. "Scripts, reviews, letters of compliment, letters of complaint, and more reviews...more scripts...more crap for you to be busy with!" She waved a hand at the pile. "Looks like fun," she commented.
Seth grinned at her. "Sure does," he replied sarcastically.
"Oh, by the way, Ryan just popped in your large and still over crowded waiting room," Bianca said in a singsong voice.
"Thanks, Bee. Send him in, please," Seth replied. Bianca nodded and left Seth's office. Moments later, Ryan walked in and closed the door behind him.
"Hey, do you have a minute? I need to talk to you," Ryan said quickly. He sat down in a comfy looking chair across from Seth.
"Well, not really, bro, but for you, why not?" Seth answered. He put down the letter he had been reading and looked at Ryan. "What's up?"
"Okay so my company wants me to move to New York and help open up the New York office. Then they want me to stay there and run it," Ryan told Seth.
"Well, congratulations, that's quite a honor, right?" Seth asked.
"Yes, but I don't want to leave Newport," Ryan answered.
"So? You're like second in command. Make someone lower on the food chain go," Seth replied reasonably.
"I don't know...I know that it would be very hard to make someone else go. I don't want to put anyone else in this position. On the other hand, I don't want to leave and I know it would be very hard to convince Marissa to leave. Especially if it was to move to somewhere as far away as New York," Ryan explained.
"What would she do without the beach?" Seth joked.
"And all our relatives are here. Everyone we care about and know. Basically, our whole lives are here in Newport and we have nothing in New York," Ryan said as he went on.
"You should just tell your boss you're not going. You're the one who built the company up and the one who keeps it growing and going. He won't fire you, you know that," Seth said logically. "Anyway, what does Riss think about the whole thing?"
Ryan looked up guilty. "I actually haven't told her yet. I don't know how to break it to her or even discuss it with her. Or how she'll react," Ryan explained.
"Hopefully not violently," Seth said. He was only half joking about that part. "My, oh, my, Ryan. You'd better tell Riss before she finds out some other way. She won't be happy if she hears it from someone else, Ry," Seth warned him.
Ryan looked at his watch. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. Secrets equals bad. I'll talk to her when the timings right, but right now I got to go-I have a hearing in twenty minutes," Ryan told him.
The brothers said goodbye to each other and both headed back to work for the day.