Disclaimer: I do not own any of the OC characters, unless their name is Shayla or Clayton. Thanks for reading.
"So, are you dating your ex again?" Shayla asked as she pushed the casserole into the oven.
"No, not nearly. She never wants to speak to me again, ever. So I guess that means I'm free. You interested?" Seth said jokingly, half meaning it though.
"Hardly. I don't know you at all, so it would take a while before I could actually even think about you in that light." Shayla said nervously.
"I was just joking. So, how is the cooking going?" Seth said quickly. "Besides, you're not really my type."
"Really? What's your type?"
"Oh you know, long legged, stupid, and completely evil. That's what really turns me on." Seth said smiling widely. "You seem to not be a single one of those, especially the first one. God is shortness a long running disease in your family?"
"You would think so. But I'm pretty sure if I were to throw in a tall husband, around twelve feet tall, I think I could have an average sized child." Shayla laughed and checked the time.
"At least." Seth laughed. "I don't think I've ever really had such a great conversation with a female since Anna. Of course I don't speak to that many females. Wow, I'm lame."
Shayla giggled. "You're not lame. You're probably the only person I feel like I can be myself with. I mean Ryan's great, but there some things that you just can't tell a brother."
"What do you want to tell me that you can't tell Ryan?" Seth was curious. Shayla was so new and mysterious. Whenever she spoke, he was attentive. He wanted to hear everything on her mind, even if it was saying, "bless you" after he sneezed.
Shayla was quiet. Her smile faded from her face and she realized how close Seth was to her. He was trespassing in her personal space. Shayla panicked and pushed him away from her. "Not so close."
Seth was confused. One moment she was casually talking and laughing with him, and then all of a sudden she was pushing him away again. "I'm sorry. Are you okay?"
"No, I'm not okay." Shayla was frustrated and moved to the other end of the kitchen. "I don't like people that close to me. Will you please just let me finish cooking? I'll call you down when it's ready."
Seth nodded. He didn't understand why she was acting the way she was. How could he? He walked upstairs and opened the door to his bedroom. Ryan and Marissa were sitting on his bed talking and laughing, just as they had before he left. He felt more comfortable with this familiar setting, and plopped down right next to them.
"It took you a long time to go get a drink. Did you talk to Shayla or something?" Ryan said smiling at his friend. Today was a good day; no it was a magnificent day. His sister was back and Marissa was comfortable with things going back to the way they were.
"Yeah, but I think she has some issues or something, man. I was just talking to her and everything was great, then all of a sudden she was spastic and walking away. She made me leave just a second ago. I think something's bothering her." Seth said as he recalled the girl. "I think she was petrified of me. One second she was calm and then she was just different. Like a child or something."
"I guess I should go check on her." Ryan left the room and walked downstairs. He thought he heard a clatter in the kitchen so he ran. Then there on the floor sat his sister, covered in blood. He ran to her side and saw that her wrists were cut and a knife was by her side.
"I'm sorry Ryan. I'm so sorry." Shayla cried as she watched her wrists bleed and Ryan called for Kirsten and Sandy.
"Oh my God!" She heard the voice of Kirsten in the back of her head. Seth dialed 911 as fast as his fingers would let him. Marissa came over with towels and Sandy helped Ryan hold them tightly on her wrists. Tears rolled slowly down Shayla's cheek as she watched Ryan's worried face.
"I'm so sorry Ryan." She kept saying over and over. "I'm so sorry."
"Tell me how sorry you are later, when you're not bleeding. We'll get you through this, just breathe." Ryan said then he kissed her forehead. "You just have to hang on."
Seth finally got hold of an operator. "Hello, we need an ambulance. We have an attempted suicide."
Okay, this is alittle far out, but it's very OC. Please keep reading, I love you all!