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Chapter 5: "But you just don't know how to come back down"
Summer woke up the next morning at 4:45 in the morning. She had to start her early cleaning shift. Little Seth was still asleep.
"Hum…" Summer said trying to figure out what to do with Seth while she went about the cleaning duties.
She noticed that the bottom section of her cleaning cart was cleared off. She quickly tossed some loose bedding from her bed onto it… It was alright for little Seth for awhile. She laid the sleeping little boy into what would be his new bed for the morning.
She changed into her maids uniform and then looked at herself in the mirror… Summer saw in her reflection everything that of herself she didn't want to see. A blue collar worker, a battered woman, a girl practically on the streets, … a mother…
14 year old Marissa and Summer paced around Summers room trying to find the perfect outfit to wear for the first day of high school.
Summers house was empty but it was okay. Some days she didn't mind it so much.
At least she wasn't on the streets
"What about this?" Marissa asked holding a shirt of Summers in front of herself.
Summer looked at Marissas deteriorating frame…
"It won't fit you." Summer said bluntly
"Do you think I am too fat?" Marissa asked becoming self-conscious.
"No! I meant that I think that you are too thin!"
"Really because you don't have to lie if you thi-"
"Marissa!" Summer said to her best friend. "You're being ridiculous!"
Summer never needed a child, Marissa was her child.
She was the only one that she had enough love to give to. She and Marissa, that is how it would always be.
"You have lost a lot of weight recently." Summer said
Marissa didn't respond she just kept on going through the closet. Summer never worried about material things. Whatever she wanted she got.
She would never be a blue collar worker
"Marissa listen to me!" Summer said standing up.
"Oh what? So I can hear more of your insults?" She said spinning around to face her best friend.
"I am not trying to insult you. I am trying to help you!" Summer pleaded with her.
"Well I don't need your help!" Marissa said storming out of the room.
Summer watched the door that her best friend had just disappeared behind… Had they really just had a fight? She and Marissa didn't fight? Only mom's and dad's fight. Or boyfriends and girlfriends. But not she and Marissa… They were better than that.
Marissa was the only thing that Summer had, and she didn't want to loose her… She had lost too much already. That was how so decided to go and talk to her.
She was to strong to get beaten..
Summer walked along the streets to Marissas house, she was almost there when… WOOSH! Summer felt herself being knocked to the ground. She looked up to find that Cohen kid and his skateboard in hand…
"I am so sorry!" He said leaning down and giving her a hand to help her up. "Marissa is not home." He added as Summer brushed off her skirt, annoyed that she kept on have runs ins with the Cohen kid, literally a "run in" this time.
"How do you know that?" She asked fixing her hair and looking the young boy in the eye. His voice was on the brink of changing.
"I saw her and her mom leave not too long ago." Seth said
"Where were they going?" Summer asked
"Shopping." Seth responded. "For new school clothes for Marissa. I can see why though."
"What do you mean?" Summer asked shifting her hair out of her eyes
"Well Marissa is a bean pole." Seth responded bluntly.
"You have noticed too haven't you?" Seth nodded. "What do you think I can do?" Summer asked shifting her weight to her other foot.
"Don't do nothing." Was all that Seth could say… "… If something were to even happen to her, and you could have done something to stop it, you will never forgive yourself." Seth said. "I know that first hand." He was probably thinking of Alan right then.
"Thanks Cohen." Summer said
Because of Seth's words, his warnings, Summer was able to push her best friend to get the help that she needed. Although to her mother she just had "stress related weight loss."
Summer walked around the hotel cleaning rooms… scrubbing up the mysterious substances on the floors, … changing the sheets, … that one required gloves. She never thought that she would become so desperate. But those days of being naïve old Summer Roberts were gone. Now she had the future of a child to think about.
Little Seth played quietly on the bottom of the cart as Summer worked. She would occasionally allow him to get up and run around the room.
Occasionally she thought of Todd. Where was he? What was he doing? Was he going to come after her? She did have their son… though she doubted he cared too much for the child.
At two o' clock Summer was finished for the day and along with Little Seth, starving. She stopped by a little corner market that she remembered from her middle school years. She and Marissa would steal cigarettes from this particular place.
She had 50 dollars in advance for her first week. She knew that she had to spend it wisely… She bought things that would last long. Things mostly for little Seth. Luckily he was potty trained so she didn't have to worry about pampers or anything. When she did when he was younger it practically burned holes in her pockets.
Summer ended up buying a pint of milk, more crackers, goldfish crackers, a frozen pizza, oatmeal, and a coke for herself. She didn't know how she picked what she was going to buy… it was more of what she could afford, and what she could force little Seth to eat.
She walked back to the hotel, with Little Seth on her hip, his head resting on her shoulder… Why was her door opened? She entered cautiously… Only to find…
"Todd…" Summer said her voice becoming stuck in her throat…