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Seth and Summer walked into the police station hand in hand fallowed by their parents. Somehow Seth's parents had gotten really involved with everything and since Summer's father wasn't always around Summer spent most of her time at the Cohens. She loved her father and she knew that he loved her very much; they were family. Although lately she had come to love Sandy and Kirsten too. They were really good people, loving and caring. She felt comfortable around them and she loved to talk and joke with them. Evenings in the Cohens house were amazing; she felt as much at home as she did at her own house.
Summer had always dreamed about this perfect family. She had no brother or sister and her mother had left. It was just she and her father. And even though that was perfect in its own way; they had always been very close, something had always been missing and Summer had always dreamed about having a big family. Now she kind of had one. Kirsten was becoming more and more of a mother to Summer and Sandy was like an extra dad, maybe an uncle. He was just someone she knew that she could count on and trust. Ryan could maybe be the brother she'd never had.
And Seth, Seth was the most important person in her life and she doubted that she could ever love someone as much and she could never, ever stop loving Seth Cohen.
"You okay?" Seth asked as a police man approached them.
She nodded and squeezed his hand. "Yeah."
They shared a smile fallowed by a quick glance that exchanged everything they both were feeling at that moment. Sometimes a look was all you needed; a look of understanding and a look that showed that you weren't alone.
The adults greeted the officer named Mr. Scott and he led the way through a corridor and into a room and told them to wait there. Summer sat down close to Seth, staring at the surroundings frightened. Everything was grey and neutral it seemed. It looked like a prison. She had no power of concentration and couldn't hear a word of what the other ones were saying. Everything was just quiet and grey and nothing existed except Summer.
"Summer?" someone said and ripped her out of her thoughts. She blinked twice and turned her head to see Seth stare back at her. "Mr. Scott wants you to come with him now." Summer nodded and swallowed. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Seth asked her concerned as they both stood up. She nodded in reply again and Seth pulled her into a big hug, something that was well needed.
Summer took some deep breaths while keeping her head tightly pressed against Seth's chest and tried her hardest to hold back the tears as the lump in her throat grew. She gripped his shoulders harder and dug her fingers further into his shirt, wanting to be as close to him as she possibly could. Seth rocked her slightly and tried his best to show her that he was there and that everything was going to be okay.
Before letting go of her Seth brought her as close to him as he could and whispered something in her ear; something so quiet that only Summer could hear his words. "You're so brave, Sum. I love you so much."
That gave her a little strength and brought a tiny smile to her lips; it gave the courage to fallow Mr. Scott. After receiving a last peck on her temple from Seth she fallowed Mr. Scott obediently.
Summer was taken to a room with a big glass wall. In the room there were several police workers and one of them, a female, came up to her and gave her a smile and put her hand on Summer's shoulder. "Miss Roberts, I know that this isn't gonna be easy for you but I promise you that you're doing the right thing. You're very brave."
The female, dressed in a uniform, was kind and it felt good to have a woman in the room, but nothing could make Summer stop feeling as she did; terrified. She was well aware that no one was going to hurt her and if the kidnapper was here he wouldn't be able to hurt her either. But that wasn't what she was afraid of. She was scared to see him, to see those eyes again.
"Are you ready?" the female asked and Summer nodded. She sat on a chair and fumbled with her hands, that were as cold as ice. Her breathing got heavier and she had to concentrate on not fainting or throwing up.
"Okay, miss. Roberts. We're gonna let him in. Just let us know when you want to leave, okay?"
And just like that he walked in and stopped right in front of her. The only thing that was separating them was the glass wall. Summer inhaled deeply and held her breath as she saw him just stand there with a facial expression saying 'I am innocent and I'm doing everything right because I of that'. He actually looked quite respectable. He didn't look angry but Summer could still see that it was the same man. Behind that fake face she knew that he was hiding; he as in the man who hurt her like no one had ever hurt her before.
"Take him away." Summer said in a low voice as an enormous feeling grew inside of her. A feeling of anger; an anger she just wanted to let out.
"Sorry, miss. Robert. I didn't hear what you said." some police officer said calmly.
"Get him out! Take him away!" Summer yelled. She kept sitting though on the chair, didn't move. She was too concentrated on keeping her eyes closed. She couldn't stand to see him. She couldn't stand to feel that vulnerable again. Tears sprung to her eyes and it hurt holding them back. She wouldn't cry though. She wouldn't.
"Okay, he's gone now. How are you feeling?" the police officer said, obviously aware that she wasn't any good.
Summer couldn't answer, she couldn't say anything. She kept her eyes closed and just shook her head, wanting everything to go away.
"Do you want me to get someone for you? Miss. Roberts? Would you like that?" the female asked and Summer felt a hand on her shoulder.
Summer remained silent though, digging her hands into her arms hugging herself.
That face was all she could see. The big body and the hands that had hit her so many times. The arms that had carried her away and the feet that had kicked her stomach.
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Seth sat with his head in his hands, waiting. The time seemed to stand still. The rest of the group sat quietly as well, everyone waiting for Summer to come back and everybody fearing how she would act.
They had no idea if it was the right man or not. If that was the case they knew that it would be incredibly hard for Summer to see him again, harder than everything already was. Summer was strong and she hated to show weakness and be vulnerable. But today she might not have any other choice.
As the door opened everybody in the room turned their faces there expecting Summer to walk in. It wasn't Summer though. It was a police officer.
Confused together with the rest of them Neil spoke. "Where's Summer?"
"She's still in there. I'm afraid that she didn't do so well." The police officer told them sympathetically.
"Oh, my God." Kirsten sighed and looked at the others. They had all known that she wouldn't handle this good but as she wasn't even able to come bak to them it was worse than any of them had expected.
"Maybe one you want to go in there, try to talk to her."
"I can't go. I wouldn't know what to do." Seth said as everyone's attention flew to him. And he was right. As much as he wanted to go see Summer he wouldn't know what to do. She needed someone good with this thing. And he wasn't the right person. He was afraid to go.
"Kirsten, do you want to go?" Neil asked.
"Don't you think that you…"
"No, you go. Please."
"Okay. I'll do my best."
When Kirsten walked into the room she immediately spotted Summer. She looked strange and someone was trying to get contact with her without success.
"Summer, sweetie." Kirsten said as she bent down next to the small girl. She was surprised that she wasn't hysterical. She just sat there. "Summer, can you look at me?" she tried and carefully placed a hand on Summer's leg.
As Summer turned her head and met Kirsten's eyes, Kirsten wished that she wouldn't have come for a minute. The look on Summer's face almost brought tears to Kirsten's eyes. She looked so small and so lost. He eyes were blank and she was almost desperately looking at Kirsten.
"Oh, sweetie. I'm so sorry." Kirtsen said quietly but regretted her words immediately. She could not pity her; Summer hated her. She had to stay strong and get her out of here.
Standing up, she pulled Summer with her. The brunette let herself be led to the door, fighting a battle with her tears.
It would feel so good to let it all out and there was nothing Summer wanted more than to put her face in her hands and cry. But she couldn't.
"Summer, do you want to go home?" Kirtsen asked as they got closer to the others. She felt a little awkward to go with her arms around Summer without her saying a word. She wanted to ask if she was okay but knew that she couldn't do that. She knew that wasn't.
Surprising Kirsten, Summer answered. "Can I come to your house?" she weakly asked her throat dry.
"Of course you can, sweetie." Kirsten rubbed the small girl's back smiling a little as they entered the room where they'd first been in.
"Summer," Neil immediately brought his beloved daughter into his arms and kissed the top of her head. She hugged him back and inhaled the scent of his after-shave preparation. She felt so small back in her father's arms; she'd always felt like a little girl again once she was with him.
And now, she allowed herself to cry. She first tried to hold it all in as long as possible, only letting tears escape. She didn't wan't to start to sob but she couldn't help it. The harder she fought against it, the harder her sobbing came out. She desparately pressed her face into her father's shirt to muffle the sound and she felt him push her against him even harder.
Neil slowly rocked her and held her against him as tightly as he knew she wanted to be held. He kissed her hair and whispered comforting words into it.
The other three persons in the room; Sandy, Kirsten and Seth all looked concerned and heartbroken at Summer as she cried in her father's arms. They all felt so helpless; it was nothing they could do to take away her pain. As much as they wanted to and as much as they would sacrifise, they couldn't do anything.
After a few minutes Summer got quiet, only letting a few sniffles and a hiccup once in a while escape. She stayed in her father's embrace with her hands pressed against his back, trying to calm down.
None of them wanted to rush Summer, so they all stayed in the room until she decided to pull away. She wiped at her eyes and nose and quietly told them that she wanted to go. So they left the police station, Summer walking between her father and Kirsten.
Sandy walked behind with his son, seeing that Seth was incredibly upset. He was heartbroken having to see his girlfriend like that.
To be continued...
Very sad and depressing chapter, I know.
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