Chapter Six
Monica was writing in her notebook when a knock came to her door.
She closed the notebook and cautiously walked over to the locked door.
"Sweetie, its me." She heard Mary's voice through the door.
Monica sighed in relief and unlocked the door. She opened it to see Mary standing in the hallway, holding the note Monica had written earlier that morning.
She thought that Mary was mad about her leaving the tray on the counter or the note, but when Mary opened her arms, she slowly walked over and was soon being gently hugged.
At first the feeling was odd. It had been so long since she had been hugged by someone who genuinely cared about her, she had almost forgotten what it felt like.
As if she was in extreme slow motion, Monica's arms made their way around Mary's waist and they were embraced in a long hug for what felt like hours.
After some time passed, Monica pulled away from Mary.
"You're welcome a million times over." Mary told her.
Monica smiled and began to walk back into her room when Mary spoke again.
"We will be ordering pizza in a couple hours. Do you prefer any certain toppings?" she was still trying to get Monica to say anything, which was the main reason she was giving her so many options for things. She had hope that given the right set of options, Monica would use her voice and make a choice.
But, not surprising to her, the girl only shook her head.
"Alright. I will call you down when it is here." She told her and left.
Monica went back into her room and began writing. As she did, silent tears began to escape her eyes.
A hug. Damn. Last time I had really been given one of those… Jeff and Michelle. Wonder if they have been writing for me. Wonder if they know what has happened since them. I really miss them.
Finally, after doing nothing but write for nearly 24 hours, Monica closed the notebook and walked over to the small bookshelf that was next to the door.
Before she had come to stay with the Boltons, Mary requested a list of her favorite books. They all stood on the shelf in neat rows, waiting to be read. Different series all grouped together.
Seeing a title from her past, she pulled out one particular book. Samantha Saves the Day from the American Girl series. She had not read it since elementary school, but remembered it well.
After reading the first page, she became completely engrossed in the story, savoring every word written about Samantha Parkington.
The young girl sat silently on her grandfather's lap. Looking around, many people were crying and dressed in dark colors. She never saw something like this.
She looked over at her grandmother, who was next to her grandfather.
"Mee-ma… Mee-ma!" she nearly shouted.
The man standing in front of the group stopped talking for a moment and smiled sadly at her. He knew she didn't understand what was happening.
"Shh. It'll be okay Sweetheart. You are safe with us Princess." Her grandmother said quietly and motioned her to stay quiet. She looked back up at the man and smiled softly.
Monica looked up there as well. She saw two long boxes, each with a picture of her mother and father on them and lots of flowers.
She didn't understand what was going on. But she knew something was wrong.
Later that night after all the guests had left, she laid in bed listening to her grandmother reading to her her favorite book, I am a Puppy.
"Mee-ma. Where is Mommy and Daddy?" she watched as the elderly woman wiped at her eyes, as she had done many times over the last few days.
"They are both beautiful angels now Sweetheart. Up in Heaven now where they can always watch over you and protect you." She explained as she did the final tuck-in. She then bent down close to her face and each put a kiss on the other's forehead.
Her grandmother then stepped to the side as her husband took her place and repeated the same event with his granddaughter.
"Night-night." Monica said to them happily. She always loved staying with her grandparents.
"Night-night Little One." The elder two repeated. They walked over to the door and paused for a moment, watching her eyes begin to close slowly.
"Sweet Dreams Little Princess." She heard her grandfather's voice.
"Sweet Dreams Pop Pop." She said back sleepily.
She heard the door begin to close, stopping just before it did, leaving a thin ray of light from the hallway to sneak into the room. She hugged her teddy bear, who at the time, still had both eyes stitched safely on its face. "Night-night Teddy."
Monica jerked out of her nap and wiped a few lose tears from her eyes that had escaped during her sleep. She began to look around and remembered that she was not at her grandparents' house, but instead at the Boltons. She was in her room there, not her room at her grandparents'.
She noticed she still held the book open in one hand where she left off in the middle of chapter three.
A knock was made on her door and she quickly marked the page in the book and went to open the door, after hearing Mary give the normal confirmation that it was her.
She stood there in the hallway, smiling down at her just like her grandmother had always done. It took everything she had to not allow her to fall apart at the thought of her grandmother. 'Not now.'
"Hey Sweetie. The pizza guy just pulled up, so come on down and get what you want before the boys take it all." She laughed.
Monica smiled and nodded and Mary walked away, heading down the hall and descended the staircase to answer the door whose bell was rung.
Monica quickly walked across the room to look out from the balcony. She saw Troy and his teammates still in the middle of their practice.
She decided that she could hurry downstairs, get a few slices of pizza and be back upstairs before they come in.
'Hopefully they wont notice the pizza is here yet…'
Here it is finally! The chapter that would rather die than get written! LOL Seriously, you have no idea how much I wanted to write this and get it posted. I already had everything up to the dream written. That is where I got stuck and couldnt decide whether I wanted to do something that showed her earlier life or just go straight to the pizza. LOL So I had you guys decide for me.
Thanks to all you who put in their numbers, I had 12 numbers to work with, which I thought was enough and I used every one. Here is the equation that I put them in to figure out the final answer. Note: If you are weird or bored enough to work this out, use a scientific or graphing calculator because otherwise you wont get the same answer I did. Some stupid math rule that some idiot thought up a long time ago just to torture us. LOL
(6 to the power of4)+(8times6)-4+(8to the power of3)-(5(8times7))+2-1 The answer is 1900something, I dont have the exact number with me, for some reason I didnt write it down with the equation in the notebook LOL. Which turned out to be even when I divided by 2. And even was paired with the dream, so thats what you got! LOL (Sorry! I didnt notice that it didnt put in the symbols!! Forgive me!! Blame the site!! LOL)
Random note: The two books mentioned in this chapter are actual books. The Samantha book is my favorite one in the Samantha American Girl series. Last time I read it was back in 5th grade (I'm now a junior in college) and I still remember it. The Puppy book is one that I loved since childhood. My grandmother always read it to me when I would stay the weekend with her and Papa. I now read it to my niece when I put her to bed. Its like a dozen pages with a max of 2sentences each on a page. So its really quick. LOL
Random note2: Did anyone notice a sentence from a previous chapter used in this one? LOL Hint: You see it again in the dream. LOL
Anyone have any idea as to who Jeff and Michelle are?? LOL You are going to be asked for theories of alot of things in this story. I dunno why, makes it seem more interesting to me for some reason. LOL
Reviews always welcome! New theories are even more welcome! LOL