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Chapter 6: "And now you beat me up, you break me down"

"Well bitch. I didn't think that you had the guts to run out on me." Todd said backing Summer in a corner, she gently placed little Seth on the floor. He, knowing what was coming ran into the bathroom and hid…

"Todd, you don't want me anyway. Can't you just leave me alone PLEASE!" Summer pleaded, tears coming to her eyes.

"I am afraid that I cannot do that." Todd said running his fingers warningly over Summers neck.

"Please please don't do this to me." Summer pleaded again, tears now spilling furiously down her face…

"You get what you deserve bitch." Todd said slamming her against the wall

Summer and Marissa, age 15, sat at their desks in class. They each had just received their papers back on the American Revolution.

"I got a C!" Marissa said in disbelief. "My dad practically wrote this paper for me! What'd you get Sum?" She asked looking at her friend.

Summer tossed Marissa her paper.

"Wow." Marissa said staring down at the huge "F", on the paper. The was a note on the top from Mr. Manson, their teacher saying "See me after class." "Well at least you get to be with a totally hot teacher after school." Marissa said winking

It was true, Mr. Manson was one of the more decent looking teachers. He was in his early thirties. He had brown hair which he wore spiked on his head. He dressed more like a student than a teacher.

"He only chooses the students that he really likes to get after school help." Marissa said. "Or so I heard from Holly at least." He added as an after thought.

Summer knew it was true. The students that he like WERE the only ones that stayed after with him, … but the students were all girls. Summer saw how he looked at them, when they wore their halter tops and mini skirts… It was the same way that some of her dads friends looked at her when they came over for dinner parties. Summer knew better than to be flattered by his advances. And yet she knew that if she came home with an "F", she would be in tutoring… permanently.

"So are you going to go?" Marissa asked when class let out breaking Summer out of her thoughts.

Summer shrugged.

"I guess I don't have much choice."

"Do you want me to wait up for you?" Marissa offered

"Nah, I'll see you around." Summer said

"Alright. Bye!" Marissa said

Summer stepped back into the classroom.

"Mrs. Roberts." Mr. Mason said stepping behind her and closing the door. "Take a seat." He said pulling out a chair from a desk in the back of the room.

Summer timidly sat.

"You um, … on my paper wrote that you wanted to see me." Summer said swallowing a lump in her throat.

"Summer have you been okay lately?" He asked putting his hand on her knee, sitting across from her.

"Um yeah why?" Summer asked becoming aware of his his legs were placed on either sides of his knees…

"Well this paper wasn't like you. You seemed so detached from your work." He said

"Um well yeah, I am fine."

"Well good, at least one of us is." Mr. Mason said

This entrance to a guilt trip went unnoticed by Summer.

"What's wrong?" Summer asked, actually caring

"Oh it's nothing. I really shouldn't be talking about it with a student." He said

"You can tell me…" Summer said all to anxiously… "I mean if you want."

"It's just that my mother died…" He said.

Summers heart immediately went out to him.

"My mom is dead too." She said, chocking on her words.

"It's just really hard." Mr. Mason said "I know it must be hard for you too." Mr. Mason then pulled her into a hug… but he didn't let go.

Summer didn't realize that anything was wrong until she realized that she was practically in the older mans lap… He kept pulling her closer until their bodies were practically melded together. Summers eyes popped open as his hands began to run down her back… She felt him between her legs through her thin shirt. She shut her eyes to prevent the tears that were threatening to fall. He began to kiss her neck.

"Shh…" He said "Don't be afraid." He brushed her hair away from her face

Summer lets the tears slid down her face when she felt him shift her, and she heard him unzip his zipper. And then he lifted her skirt.

"I love you Summer." He said

After that statement he knew that she was wrapped around his finger. There was no more reason for him to pretend to be caring.

Summer later that afternoon rushed out of the classroom. He had made her re-apply her make up before she left so nobody could tell that she had been crying.

She walked awkwardly in the hall with her head down, so it was only expected that she would collide with somebody, and with her luck it was Seth Cohen.

"I'm sorry." He said bending down to pick up her books. He looked her in the eye.

"Are you okay?" He asked

Summer just nodded.

"Thanks, I um, I have to go." Summer said running off of the campus.

Three days later in school.

"Where are you going?" Summer asked, watching Marissa head to a familiar classroom.

"Mr. Mason wanted to talk with me after class." Marissa informed her.

"I'll go with you!" Summer said qickly

Marissa gave her a strange look.

"Okay whatever." Marissa said

They entered the room. Mr. Mason was surprised to see Summer there along with Marissa.

"Hello ladies." He said flashing a smile

"Better watch how you talk. People are starting to think that stuff is going on with you and students." Summer said.

"Who?" He asked alarmed

"Just people." Summer lied. "We're supposed to tell if there is anything "inappropriate" going on." Summer said "and you know how people talk." She shot him a look

He got the point. If he ever touched her best friend, he would die… well not literally but he would spend some quality time with the other pedophiles in the slammer.

Summer woke up hours later next to Todd on the bed. Why were the thoughts of Mr. Mason running through her mind? She quickly realized why when she looked down at her naked frame. She quickly dressed. She went to the kitchen area to find Little Seth on the floor helplessly munching on raw oatmeal and cookies.

She swore no more of this, and she meant it. Todd never expected her to run again, but she was strong. She packed up her bag and ran out into the night. It was then that in her pocket she found the card from the woman. "The Los Angeles Womans shelter", it read. That was where Summer needed to go.

Summer timidly walked through the doors, holding a tired little Seth in her arms, awkwardly with her backpack. She was sat in an office by a woman.

"Someone will be with you shortly." The woman informed her.

Summer waited, shifting little Seth in her arms. She suddenly heard the door open and then close. She spun around on reflex.

"Summer?" The tall dirty blonde woman said.

"Coop?" Was all that Summer could say