Rough Edges
------------Chapter 6: Awaking Without Dreams
A/N: Hey guys, sorry about the lack of updating I have been crazy busy with SATS, looking at colleges, and writing a paper for my English class. I am now starting practices for my school's play but I LOVE to write this so when I can I will be writing! Trust me I love writing and updating as much as you guys like when I update! I am having surgery Friday but I should be up and going again on Sunday, so I might be able to update at that point in time. I miss my show so bad it hurts...and what is Marissa doing having sex (possibly I am pretty sure she will) with that surfer who already has a girlfriend. She sucks! I would never do that to Ryan he loves her so much, how bad did you all feel when she called him telling him she was going to hang out with Johnny, Chili, and Casey and not to come pick her up? He told her he hadn't even left the house, but he was already there and early too- because he loves her. She takes him for granted! Anyway I have to address one review in particular (the rest are at the bottom):
this is interesting but, who said "you can't rape somebody on ecstasy," you are right my friend but the doctor only said that it was in her system it doesn't mean that was all the rapist did to keep her from screaming or running or something, be patient I know what I am doing, at least with that part I do…I read some story on a girl that was raped at a party jam packed with people and I am following her rapists MO to write Summer's rape as accurately as I can. But yes I know X alone is not enough to sedate someone so you can rape them. The issue of how she was held down and everything will be addressed soon.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my converse all stars, and even that isn't totally legit.
Happy Readings, Converses Rolled Down.
The only things she could recall now was the look on her "step monster's" face, her father's rapid intake of breath, and that voice; the one that gave her the strength, the necessity to scream out to be heard by the world again. She watched as doctor, after doctor, after doctor came in to look at her with shocked eyes. She laughed inwardly as she felt she had somehow fooled them all into thinking she was a vegetable. Summer was not about to be taken under by some mere boy and his rapid moving hands. She closed her eyes to try to dream again, only to awake several hours later- remembering no dreams, and finding Marissa beside her bed.
"Hey," Summer whispered.
"Hey Sum," Marissa smiled, but it was weak enough for Summer to know something was on her mind.
"What is it Coop?"
"God Summer, you think I'm here to talk about myself," Marissa stood, and realized she said that with more anger than she intended, "sorry."
"Spill," Summer laughed, Marissa Cooper had been her best friend since about the second grade. She could vividly remember the other second graders laughing at her name and how it wasn't a name at all but a season, and not playing with her because her clothes weren't clean enough. Well, Marissa had been late on her arrival to school that day, and when she showed up she commanded the room-turning everyone's eyes to her and whom did she decide to sit next beside at lunch? Why of course the one little brown eyed girl who had no one to giggle with or share her peanut butter sandwich with-from then on they were attached at the hip, and no one made fun of Summer's name ever again.
"Sum," Marissa waved her delicate hand over Summer's face, "you there?" she laughed.
"Yeah sorry, what did you say?"
Marissa laughed, "I didn't say anything. Are you sure you're okay?"
Summer smiled weakly, casting a glance at her side table- she reached out for the one object sitting up disturbed upon it.
"So, you going to be alright Summer? I mean I don't think they can catch who ever..." she couldn't say it; it still didn't register that her friend could be raped, at a Newport party no less.
"Raped me, you can say it Coop." She examined the perfectly (Christmas wrapped) present from her beautiful stranger.
"What's that?" Marissa reached out for the object occupying all Summer's attentions, only to be smacked on the wrist.
"Mine," Summer announced.
Marissa laughed, 'rage blackouts,' she thought.
"I'm sorry I meant to tell you Marissa, I really did...it's just I..." Summer struggled with the tears, and having never cried in front of Marissa tried to restrain her emotions- the ones she used to have control over.
"Oh Sum," she placed her hand on Summer's, "you have nothing to be sorry about. Not now, not ever; I can't even begin to imagine what this must be like for you."
Summer finally tore the paper; opening the one thing she thought might make this whole thing feel a tiny bit better.
"A CD," Marissa stated, "Who's it from Summer?"
Summer looked up and raised her eyebrows at her; secretly loving the torture Marissa was going through.
"Sum? Come on you can't leave me out in the cold like this...Summer Roberts!"
Summer grinned, "A friend." She flipped the CD over, and began reading the songs off to herself, 'Summer Skin- Death Cab for Cutie, Secret Oath- Spill Canvas, Such Great Heights- Iron and Wine, Delicate- Damien Rice, Only One- Lifehouse, Brown Eyed Girl- Everclear, Dare You to Move- Switchfoot, You're So Damn Hott- OK GO, A Message- Coldplay, Teenage Dirtbag- Wheatus, Sunrise Sunset- Bright Eyes, The Tide- Spill Canvas, Strange and Beautiful- Aqualung, Passenger Seat- Death Cab for Cutie, Cold Wind- Arcade Fire...' About one hundred more followed what she read, and Marissa exhausted herself trying to figure out who would have given her this...surely not Chip or was it Chad?
"So are you going to tell me what has you smiling like that?" Summer finally spoke up and looked at her friends giant grin, "Luke do something romantic?" This last statement was followed by several minutes of laughter by both girls.
"No," Marissa debated over whether or not to tell her of the beautiful Ryan; whom she found wondering around on the driveway at the Cohen's house, "His name is Ryan."
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Ryan's worn eyes finally adjusted to the California sun, in Chino the smug was to thick- he thought global warming had already started, but apparently, he was wrong. His nose made its way into the kitchen, his body soon followed. He heard a sheltered "hello" from somewhere in the room; he search and finding nothing proceeded to make breakfast.
"HEY!" Seth shouted, god this kid was deaf.
Ryan jumped, "scared me. Are you Seth?"
"The one and only," he stood in a superhero stance and seeing no response coughed out of embarrassment, "wanna play?"
Ryan put the pans down and made his way into the living room, gladly excepting the controller from Seth; he had never done anything like this...playing video games. He guessed he had never really had a childhood; no, he was sure that nothing of fun or joy had since existed in his life.
"Grand Theft Auto, you can steal cars...which...is cool...or not cool," Seth debated on what Ryan would want to hear.
"It's fine let's just play man."
Seth smiled, he liked this Ryan person; he didn't seem like those water polo playing jock straps at his school, "Good idea."
"See he's a nice boy," Sandy proudly stated.
Sandy and Kirsten had watched the scene unfold from the kitchen.
Kirsten patted his chest, "good boy," she laughed, as she walked over to pour her coffee.
"Got a pretty good judge of character," Sandy congratulated himself.
"WHO'S YOUR DADDY,"
"Sandy Cohen," Kirsten answered as she held out a coffee to Ryan.
He nodded his head in thanks and took the cup to his lips.
"Like boats?"
More addressing of the reviews:
KC-Chick: Thank you, thank you; yeah I am kind of following that basic layout of the fantastic four being able to help one another, but you'll just have to wait and see how I pull that all together. You are very welcome, for the review I gave you, I meant every word…you are a fantastic reader and reviewer. Thanks.
I-Believe-In-The-Butterflies: Thanks, that last chapter did mean a lot to me…I guess you're right that's why it was my favorite. Glad you liked my nonchalant RM and SS moments.
TeacherTam: Glad you enjoyed my adding in yet twisting of the pilot I didn't know how well that would go over, but if you're happy then I'm happy. Thanks.
Slimkay: Here is your update. :-)
Surf Nerd 08: yeah that is kind of what this story is about...unity happens best amidst a crisis.
Dodgeviper: Glad you think my writing is great…that means a lot to me.
Sis2ACesarSalad: WOW, thanks I am glad you like this story I think my writing has gotten better since "Just Let My Blood Drip" don't you think so?...And you will see more RM moments don't worry about it.
Hanselel: I would go totally AU with this but it's kind of hard not to have some similarities to episodes. I am glad you will still read it; I promise fewer lines directly from eppys…its ganna be hard…but I know that can be annoying.
Click your wee buddy there and tell me what I need to change, what you liked, what you didn't, and how you thought the characters were...Please? (puppy dog eyes ensue) Thanks for the reading and what not, Converses Rolled Down.