The Mall--New York
"Is everything ok? Is it serious?" Seth asked, concerned.
Summer closed her eyes briefly, then reopened them. If she was going to tell him, this was the time.
"I'm…well see…" she stuttered over her words. She didn't know exactly what to say. She wasn't even sure she wanted to tell him yet. "Just that I miss you" she lied. Well, it wasn't a lie. She did miss him. Of course that's not what she should have said. She should have told him she was bearing his child. But she just couldn't do it. Especially not over the phone. It was so impersonal.
"Join the club" he said, grabbing Captain Oats from his night stand. "Captain Oats misses you to, don't you?" he said. Summer smiled as he imitated Captain Oat's voice.
"Well Princess Sparkle is lost without Oats around"
Summer's dad gave her a confused look, and she silently laughed it off.
"Listen Cohen, can I call you back later? I'm in serious need of some retail therapy"
"Sure. I'll talk to you later"
"Alrighty"
"Love you" she said, and he said it in return.
She threw her phone in her purse and turned to her dad. "Why didn't you tell him? It was the perfect opportunity"
Summer turned to the rack behind her and flipped through clothes. "I just don't want to tell him over the phone"
"You just came back from Newport not to long ago. What's your excuse for not telling him then?"
God, what was her father, the grand jury? She walked to another rack and started looking at them, all the while talking to her father. "I wasn't ready to tell him then. I'd just found out myself, and I needed to pull myself together first"
"Do you think this color looks good on me?" she asked, holding an aqua shirt against her, trying to change the subject.
"Beautiful- and you're going to have to go back to Newport and tell him if you have to tell him in person"
Summer draped the shirt over her arm along with the pants and sighed. "I don't want to tell him, dad. I may not even tell him until after I have the baby. It's my choice"
"Your right, It is your choice. But if you wait to tell him until after the babies born, he may hate you"
Summer shook her head in denial. "No, Seth would never hate me. I'm protecting him. He'll realize that once I do tell him, if I ever do"
"See, Summer, that's what scares me-are you actually considering never telling him?"
Summer scanned through some more clothes. "I will tell him when it feels right. It just doesn't feel right at the moment. Besides, I've got 7 months to tell him. I promise I'll tell him before the babies born"
"Well, I wish you'd tell him sooner but you're as stubborn as your mother was so I guess there's no changing your mind. Oh your step-mother is coming back from rehab Monday, so be on your best behavior" he warned her.
Summer rolled her eyes and devoted her attention back to the clothes on display.
Newport
"Hey, you get a hold of Summer?" Ryan asked as Seth entered the pool house.
"Yep-she couldn't talk long though. She was shopping"
Ryan sat in the chair beside Seth. "Well…school sucked" He leaned his head back and examined the ceiling.
"Yeah it did" Seth said, doing the same as Ryan.
"So, how do you think Summer likes school in New York?" Ryan asked, glancing at Seth.
"Dude, it was first day to, and she already needed retail therapy. I'd say not good"
"Yeah you're probably right" Ryan said.
"I'm gonna go to bed" Seth said.
"K, good night" Ryan said.
Seth nodded as in saying the same back, and left the pool house.
He'd made it halfway up the stairs when there was a soft knock on his door.
"Gosh, who could that be" he asked himself as he jogged down the stairs. He pulled the door open and his face went blank.
"Anna?"
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Seth needs a friend, don't ya'll agree? lol—I know It's not a very lengthy or detailed chapter but it helped move things along. 2 more chapters tomorrow (lol can't you tell I have a life?) Also, thanks for all of the reviews! I love them, and they're what keep me writing this story!