Chapter 7
Okay sorry about in the last chapter where I kept calling Summer's dad Mr. Roberts but that's because , where I get all my info like that, was down and I didn't feel like looking it up, sorry but now that I know his name is Neil that will be used...
"Hi Mr. Roberts, it's Marissa, is Summer home?" Every bone in Marissa's body was exhausted, she hadn't slept all night and had spent most of that time curled up in the same position.
"No, I'm sorry Marissa, she went out early. Did you try her cell phone?"
"Yeah, I did she didn't answer."
"Well she went to the beach, she probably didn't hear it."
Marissa sighs, "alright, thanks Mr. Roberts." Marissa flops down on her bed aimlessly, unwilling to move from her position sprawled out on the bed, her body was craving the alcohol she'd wanted the night before but her body felt heavy and the knock on the door was the last thing she wanted to hear. "Go away!" Marissa calls.
"Marissa, it's Seth, can we please talk?"
"Seth," Marissa lets out a deep breath, "fine come in." Once he's pushed the door open and stands awkwardly in the doorway she snaps, "what do you want?"
"There's a couple reasons why I came. But first, I have to apologize to you. I've blamed you for Ryan having to leave but in all reality it wasn't any one's fault and I shouldn't have said any of the things that I said last summer. I knew I was being an idiot but I guess I needed Anna to tell it to my face. So," Seth stares at Marissa, "do you forgive me?"
Marissa nods and with a dismissive of her hand she responds, "yeah, I forgive you."
"Good," Seth nods. "So there's more, and surprisingly it's all good news, and you look like you need some good news."
"What Seth," Marissa doesn't bother to hide her irritation.
"Ryan's coming home," Seth responds quickly.
"What?"
"Not home home, but they are moving him to a hospital here. My dad called and confirmed this morning."
"Really?" Marissa cracks a small smile, "so he's doing better?"
Seth nods, "my dad says a lot better."
"That's great," with her words Marissa bursts into tears.
Seth watches Marissa for a couple seconds before moving over to her and gently wrapping an arm around her shoulder, "shouldn't you be happy?"
Marissa sniffs, "I am happy."
"Oh, um right..." Seth trails off not sure what else to say. "So Anna's back."
"Anna, Anna?" Marissa asks and when Seth nods she asks, "why is she back?"
"Her uncle got a job transfer to Germany and she missed her family."
Marissa nods, "well it's cool she's back. So can we see Ryan now, then?"
Seth shakes his head, "not until this afternoon. But you can come over to the house if you want, play with Aurora...well she can't actually play...But you could feed her, that's kind of cool."
"Jimmy, you're back," Kirsten pulls the door open to allow her old friend into the house, glad that the doorbell hadn't woken the sleeping baby.
Jimmy had been away at a restaurant management class and had been out of New Port for the last month, "I think I've missed something while I was gone," he comments staring at the baby in Kirsten's arms. "Is Ryan back then?" Quickly Kirsten explains the entire situation to Jimmy and he questions, "how's Marissa handling it?"
"I'm not actually sure, she's upset obviously, Seth's over there now."
Jimmy nods, "I was on my way over there after I left here anyway, but I thought I should tell you first, even before I told the girls."
Kirsten narrows her eyes at Jimmy before asking, "tell them what?"
"I've asked Hailey to marry me," Jimmy states, "and she said yes."
"You're going to marry my sister?" Kirsten asks sinking onto the couch.
Jimmy nods, "yes."
"I don't even know how to respond to that," Kirsten responds. "I really just don't."
"Are you going to get in the water, or are you going to lay around the beach all day?" Tate asks Summer from where he is settled next to her on the beach blanket.
"I'm enjoying laying around," Summer responds without lifting her head from her arms.
"Don't make me drag you into the water," Tate threatens.
Summer looks up at this, "yeah right."
Without another word Tate has lifted Summer up and over his shoulder and is carrying her to the ocean, "no," Summer states firmly, in a tone that she's used to being obeyed with.
"You think with just a wave of your hand I'll set you back down?" Tate asks.
"Yes." Summer responds glaring at his back.
"I don't think so," Tate shakes his head, laughter edging his voice.
"If you drop me in that water I swear to God I'll..." Summer's threat is cut off by her ungraceful splash into the ocean.
Tate smirk down at her, "you were saying?"
"I was saying," Summer doesn't utter any other words and she quickly pulls Tate's feet out from under him and when he comes up sputtering she laughs. "That's what I was saying."
"You're a lot stronger than you look," Tate comments.
Summer grins and flexes, "don't underestimate me Tate Sinclair, I don't like it and you'll only end up in situations like this one."
"You're not what I expected," Tate stares up at Summer when she stands.
"Wha'd you expected?" Summer tosses her head back and forth, "A ditzy, spoiled rich girl?"
"Well," Tate nods, "yeah."
"I am," Summer admits. "But I'm changing, growing up..."
"Well good, I must say I wasn't looking forward to having to hang out with another of the girls my parents force me to hang out with usually."
Summer tightens the ties on her American flag string bikini bottoms, "So your parents forced you to ask me to the beach today?"
"Nope," Tate shakes his head, "I invited you all by myself."
"Oh, look who's a big boy now," Summer laughs lightly.
Without another word Tate, who is still sitting in the water, repeats Summer's action earlier so that they are both sitting in the water, "you're sneaky."
Tate shrugs, "maybe. But I'm honest too."
"How is being sneaky honest?" Summer asks crossing her arms.
"You don't trust me," Tate observes, that's okay. Cause you will, whenever you get over this guy you're hung up on." Summer looks away, taking a deep breath at Tate's words.
Okay sorry about in the last chapter where I kept calling Summer's dad Mr. Roberts but that's because , where I get all my info like that, was down and I didn't feel like looking it up, sorry but now that I know his name is Neil that will be used...
"Hi Mr. Roberts, it's Marissa, is Summer home?" Every bone in Marissa's body was exhausted, she hadn't slept all night and had spent most of that time curled up in the same position.
"No, I'm sorry Marissa, she went out early. Did you try her cell phone?"
"Yeah, I did she didn't answer."
"Well she went to the beach, she probably didn't hear it."
Marissa sighs, "alright, thanks Mr. Roberts." Marissa flops down on her bed aimlessly, unwilling to move from her position sprawled out on the bed, her body was craving the alcohol she'd wanted the night before but her body felt heavy and the knock on the door was the last thing she wanted to hear. "Go away!" Marissa calls.
"Marissa, it's Seth, can we please talk?"
"Seth," Marissa lets out a deep breath, "fine come in." Once he's pushed the door open and stands awkwardly in the doorway she snaps, "what do you want?"
"There's a couple reasons why I came. But first, I have to apologize to you. I've blamed you for Ryan having to leave but in all reality it wasn't any one's fault and I shouldn't have said any of the things that I said last summer. I knew I was being an idiot but I guess I needed Anna to tell it to my face. So," Seth stares at Marissa, "do you forgive me?"
Marissa nods and with a dismissive of her hand she responds, "yeah, I forgive you."
"Good," Seth nods. "So there's more, and surprisingly it's all good news, and you look like you need some good news."
"What Seth," Marissa doesn't bother to hide her irritation.
"Ryan's coming home," Seth responds quickly.
"What?"
"Not home home, but they are moving him to a hospital here. My dad called and confirmed this morning."
"Really?" Marissa cracks a small smile, "so he's doing better?"
Seth nods, "my dad says a lot better."
"That's great," with her words Marissa bursts into tears.
Seth watches Marissa for a couple seconds before moving over to her and gently wrapping an arm around her shoulder, "shouldn't you be happy?"
Marissa sniffs, "I am happy."
"Oh, um right..." Seth trails off not sure what else to say. "So Anna's back."
"Anna, Anna?" Marissa asks and when Seth nods she asks, "why is she back?"
"Her uncle got a job transfer to Germany and she missed her family."
Marissa nods, "well it's cool she's back. So can we see Ryan now, then?"
Seth shakes his head, "not until this afternoon. But you can come over to the house if you want, play with Aurora...well she can't actually play...But you could feed her, that's kind of cool."
"Jimmy, you're back," Kirsten pulls the door open to allow her old friend into the house, glad that the doorbell hadn't woken the sleeping baby.
Jimmy had been away at a restaurant management class and had been out of New Port for the last month, "I think I've missed something while I was gone," he comments staring at the baby in Kirsten's arms. "Is Ryan back then?" Quickly Kirsten explains the entire situation to Jimmy and he questions, "how's Marissa handling it?"
"I'm not actually sure, she's upset obviously, Seth's over there now."
Jimmy nods, "I was on my way over there after I left here anyway, but I thought I should tell you first, even before I told the girls."
Kirsten narrows her eyes at Jimmy before asking, "tell them what?"
"I've asked Hailey to marry me," Jimmy states, "and she said yes."
"You're going to marry my sister?" Kirsten asks sinking onto the couch.
Jimmy nods, "yes."
"I don't even know how to respond to that," Kirsten responds. "I really just don't."
"Are you going to get in the water, or are you going to lay around the beach all day?" Tate asks Summer from where he is settled next to her on the beach blanket.
"I'm enjoying laying around," Summer responds without lifting her head from her arms.
"Don't make me drag you into the water," Tate threatens.
Summer looks up at this, "yeah right."
Without another word Tate has lifted Summer up and over his shoulder and is carrying her to the ocean, "no," Summer states firmly, in a tone that she's used to being obeyed with.
"You think with just a wave of your hand I'll set you back down?" Tate asks.
"Yes." Summer responds glaring at his back.
"I don't think so," Tate shakes his head, laughter edging his voice.
"If you drop me in that water I swear to God I'll..." Summer's threat is cut off by her ungraceful splash into the ocean.
Tate smirk down at her, "you were saying?"
"I was saying," Summer doesn't utter any other words and she quickly pulls Tate's feet out from under him and when he comes up sputtering she laughs. "That's what I was saying."
"You're a lot stronger than you look," Tate comments.
Summer grins and flexes, "don't underestimate me Tate Sinclair, I don't like it and you'll only end up in situations like this one."
"You're not what I expected," Tate stares up at Summer when she stands.
"Wha'd you expected?" Summer tosses her head back and forth, "A ditzy, spoiled rich girl?"
"Well," Tate nods, "yeah."
"I am," Summer admits. "But I'm changing, growing up..."
"Well good, I must say I wasn't looking forward to having to hang out with another of the girls my parents force me to hang out with usually."
Summer tightens the ties on her American flag string bikini bottoms, "So your parents forced you to ask me to the beach today?"
"Nope," Tate shakes his head, "I invited you all by myself."
"Oh, look who's a big boy now," Summer laughs lightly.
Without another word Tate, who is still sitting in the water, repeats Summer's action earlier so that they are both sitting in the water, "you're sneaky."
Tate shrugs, "maybe. But I'm honest too."
"How is being sneaky honest?" Summer asks crossing her arms.
"You don't trust me," Tate observes, that's okay. Cause you will, whenever you get over this guy you're hung up on." Summer looks away, taking a deep breath at Tate's words.