A/N Hey hope you guys are enjoying it. Thanks for the great reviews so far...please keep reading & reviewing! These next few chapters are going to involve Seth a whole lot more...so yeah.Sorry if it'sa bitheavy for anyone.

Kirsten woke the next morning after a restless nights sleep. She looked over to see Sandy sleeping heavily, so she quietly slipped out of bed. She walked down the hall and downstairs, her throat dry. Heading straight to the fridge, and still feeling half asleep, she jumped when she saw Seth sitting at the table.

"Didn't mean to scare you mom" he said.

"Oh no, you didn't. You're up early." She said, getting some water out of the fridge.

"I couldn't sleep"

"Me neither" She shut the fridge door, not noticing Seth walking towards her.

"Oh my god Mom, what happened to your arms?" he asked, squinting a little.

Kirsten panicked inside. Her stomach was doing flips. How could she have been so careless? She had completely forgotten about what she had done last night. She hadn't expected to see anyone down here, but still, she should have realized.

"Ah nothing"

"Nothing? Mom…" Seth said sarcastically, narrowing his eyebrows just like his father did.

"Look, don't worry about it Seth. Really, it was an accident. Me being clumsy, that's all."

Seth didn't answer, just looked at his Mom worriedly. Now he was sure there was something weird going on. He knew it.

"I'm going to get ready for work" she said, kissing her son on the forehead.

As his Mom left the room, Seth knew she was lying to him. And he was pretty sure she was lying to his Dad as well. Although horrified at the scars on her arms, he wanted to know more. He wanted to know how she was getting them.

Kirsten thought about Seth all the way to work. She had gone straight up and got dressed before Sandy had woken, but she was freaking out now that he would tell his father. Maybe she should come up with a better lie to cover her tracks?

"Alright Cohen…spill…" Summer said impatiently at lunchtime.

"Sorry what?" he asked, breaking free of his daze.

"God what is wrong with you today? You've hardly said a word, and your acting really strange."

"It's nothing."

"Come on Seth" she said, placing her hand on his. "I know it's nothing. I've never seen you this quiet before! It's kind of freaky!"

"It's my Mom" he said sighing a little. "She's been acting really strange lately."

"Strange how?" she asked confused.

"Just different to how she normally is."

He paused, and Summer could tell there was more to his story.

"And…" she said, pushing him a little further.

"Well, I saw these strange cuts on her arms this morning. They were everywhere. When I asked her about them, she just brushed it off and walked away."

Summer said nothing, her mind ticking over what Seth was saying.

"Were they bad cuts?" she asked quietly, almost scared by what he was going to say.

"Yeah. They were really bad Summer"

Summer looked at his worried face, squeezing his hand tightly. She didn't want to believe what was going through her head at the moment. She thought that was just a teenage thing?

"You don't think that she's doing it on purpose…do you?" Seth asked, looking for something that would change the horrible things he was thinking at the moment.

"Do you?"

"I don't know. Maybe" he said quietly.

"Have you told your Dad, or Ryan?"

"No. I think I should see if I'm right first."

"Yeah, that's a good idea." She said seriously, trying to look into his eyes. He however, had his gaze firmly on the table in front of them.