What Comes Up, Must Come Down, Chapter Eight
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The Cliffhangers huddled around a bench. "It's cold, so why are we even outside?" Shelby asked. "Because the Ridge Runners are using the lodge, and no one knows how to do their homework. You know, the typical stuff," Ezra pointed out. Shelby ignored him and took up his math homework. "Hey!" Ezra exclaimed. "Hush and I'll give you a dollar," she snapped. Ezra shut up and slunk back, staring miserably at their next assignment.
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Kristyn, Scott, Martin and Lynn arrived at the restaurant. Kristin looked around, at the people dressed in tuxedos and dresses, then down at her own clothes. She was wearing jeans that were dirty (the fault of the mixture of a rocky car ride and a melted piece of chocolate) and a Bugs Bunny hooded sweat-shirt. Scott didn't look much better; but at least his jeans were clean. Martin and Lynn fit in nicely with the crowd.
"You didn't tell us we were coming here," Scott said accusingly. Martin gave him a funny look. "Why would I? I never tell you where we're going."
"First of all, it would've been nice to tell us we were going somewhere fancy. We look stupid-"Kristin cut in, saying, "YOU look stupid. Don't drag me into this." "WE look stupid and you proposed to HER here," Scott growled.
Martin ignored him. "Barringer, four," he told the greeter. A man lead them to their seats.
It was silent while everyone looked over the menu. "So, ah, Kristin, how's school?" Lynn asked. Kristin looked up and stared at her. "It's fine," she said calmly. "Do you have any friends?" She asked. "I suppose," she responded. Lynn cleared her throat. "So. Well, what's your favorite subject?" she asked. "The same thing is was last year. As well as the year before, and the year before that. Oh yeah! That reminds me! You weren't there," Kristin exclaimed sarcastically.
"Kristin!" Martin said sharply. "Kristin, come outside with me, please," Lynn begged. Kristin stepped over Scott and followed Lynn outside. They headed to an area where no other people were in hearing range.
"I know you hate me-" Lynn started.
"No! What gave you that idea?" Kristin said in mock shock.
"Kristin! Just listen! I'm SORRY I left you. But put yourself in my shoes, baby! I was torn between my daughter and my husband. What would you have chosen?"
"My kid! For Christ's sake, my KID. If I saw that my husband was beating up my kid, I'd have chosen my kid. Are you truly that stupid?"
"You wouldn't have! You didn't know what it was like! He would have hurt me if I'd have tried to help you!"
"You could've done SOMETHING! You never did anything! You slapped me when I tried to tell you. You were my mother and you turned away. I hate you! I hate you more than I hate him! I hate you more than I hate Steven! I hate you more than I hate anyone else."
Lynn stared at her. "You don't mean that," she said quietly. "Oh but I do, mother dearest. I really do."
A young man in his early twenties walked up. "Lynn?" He questioned, putting his arm around her. Lynn put on a charming smile. "Kyle! Meet my daughter, Kristin."
"Unbelievable. And I'm not your daughter," Kristin snapped and walked back into the restaurant.
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When Kristin and Scott were upstairs, Kristin tugged on his shirt. "Scott. She's dating somebody!" she cried angrily. Scott turned red and looked around, clearly uncomfortable. "I, I know. She's kind of engaged to him."
Kristin stared at him. "Why didn't you tell me?" she asked, her voice calm and quiet. "I didn't want tell. I was going to, after I realized something."
"Realized what?"
"This may not be true but...I don't want to hurt you, Kristin."
"It's just a wee bit to late for that, Scott."
"Listen, I think she may only be trying to reconcile because of Kyle. He loves kids but she doesn't want anymore. I heard her talking to my dad, and she pretty much told him this. She didn't want to have anymore kids and she 'sure as hell wasn't churning out thousands of dollars' to adopt. She already had two kids. One, well, was in prison, and he didn't have to know about that one. But she did have another kid, and she told him that she had a young daughter at a local boarding school, where she had to be sent because she was terribly scared for your life."
Kristin slung herself on the bed but didn't otherwise show any emotion.
"Well, payback's a bitch isn't it?"
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**Sorry for not updating. School is crazy! I also just shut down most of my sites except for 3 of them, so I'll try and update more!**
The Cliffhangers huddled around a bench. "It's cold, so why are we even outside?" Shelby asked. "Because the Ridge Runners are using the lodge, and no one knows how to do their homework. You know, the typical stuff," Ezra pointed out. Shelby ignored him and took up his math homework. "Hey!" Ezra exclaimed. "Hush and I'll give you a dollar," she snapped. Ezra shut up and slunk back, staring miserably at their next assignment.
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Kristyn, Scott, Martin and Lynn arrived at the restaurant. Kristin looked around, at the people dressed in tuxedos and dresses, then down at her own clothes. She was wearing jeans that were dirty (the fault of the mixture of a rocky car ride and a melted piece of chocolate) and a Bugs Bunny hooded sweat-shirt. Scott didn't look much better; but at least his jeans were clean. Martin and Lynn fit in nicely with the crowd.
"You didn't tell us we were coming here," Scott said accusingly. Martin gave him a funny look. "Why would I? I never tell you where we're going."
"First of all, it would've been nice to tell us we were going somewhere fancy. We look stupid-"Kristin cut in, saying, "YOU look stupid. Don't drag me into this." "WE look stupid and you proposed to HER here," Scott growled.
Martin ignored him. "Barringer, four," he told the greeter. A man lead them to their seats.
It was silent while everyone looked over the menu. "So, ah, Kristin, how's school?" Lynn asked. Kristin looked up and stared at her. "It's fine," she said calmly. "Do you have any friends?" She asked. "I suppose," she responded. Lynn cleared her throat. "So. Well, what's your favorite subject?" she asked. "The same thing is was last year. As well as the year before, and the year before that. Oh yeah! That reminds me! You weren't there," Kristin exclaimed sarcastically.
"Kristin!" Martin said sharply. "Kristin, come outside with me, please," Lynn begged. Kristin stepped over Scott and followed Lynn outside. They headed to an area where no other people were in hearing range.
"I know you hate me-" Lynn started.
"No! What gave you that idea?" Kristin said in mock shock.
"Kristin! Just listen! I'm SORRY I left you. But put yourself in my shoes, baby! I was torn between my daughter and my husband. What would you have chosen?"
"My kid! For Christ's sake, my KID. If I saw that my husband was beating up my kid, I'd have chosen my kid. Are you truly that stupid?"
"You wouldn't have! You didn't know what it was like! He would have hurt me if I'd have tried to help you!"
"You could've done SOMETHING! You never did anything! You slapped me when I tried to tell you. You were my mother and you turned away. I hate you! I hate you more than I hate him! I hate you more than I hate Steven! I hate you more than I hate anyone else."
Lynn stared at her. "You don't mean that," she said quietly. "Oh but I do, mother dearest. I really do."
A young man in his early twenties walked up. "Lynn?" He questioned, putting his arm around her. Lynn put on a charming smile. "Kyle! Meet my daughter, Kristin."
"Unbelievable. And I'm not your daughter," Kristin snapped and walked back into the restaurant.
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When Kristin and Scott were upstairs, Kristin tugged on his shirt. "Scott. She's dating somebody!" she cried angrily. Scott turned red and looked around, clearly uncomfortable. "I, I know. She's kind of engaged to him."
Kristin stared at him. "Why didn't you tell me?" she asked, her voice calm and quiet. "I didn't want tell. I was going to, after I realized something."
"Realized what?"
"This may not be true but...I don't want to hurt you, Kristin."
"It's just a wee bit to late for that, Scott."
"Listen, I think she may only be trying to reconcile because of Kyle. He loves kids but she doesn't want anymore. I heard her talking to my dad, and she pretty much told him this. She didn't want to have anymore kids and she 'sure as hell wasn't churning out thousands of dollars' to adopt. She already had two kids. One, well, was in prison, and he didn't have to know about that one. But she did have another kid, and she told him that she had a young daughter at a local boarding school, where she had to be sent because she was terribly scared for your life."
Kristin slung herself on the bed but didn't otherwise show any emotion.
"Well, payback's a bitch isn't it?"
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