Down & Out

The last chapter was a bit, "dodgy" towards the question you all wanted answered! But I hope you enjoyed it, and how I played it out. The chapter coming up will be good, I promise! Although I haven't written it yet! Anyways enjoy and review!

Part Eighteen: Seeing Is Believing

"Home sweet home." Summer said, kicking the door shut. One of her arms, was around Marissa, supporting her. They moved slowly towards the staircase, both turned their attention to the front door which swung open, Seth walked in; holding two of Marissa's bags.
"Thanks for shutting the door." He stated, dropping the bags on the ground, in the foyer.
"Shut up Cohen, maybe if you weren't so slow."
"Okay those bags were heavy." He said pointing to the bags he had dropped.
"They're not heavy Seth, your just weak."
"Say's the girl who's not holding the bags."
"You want to help Marissa instead? I bet you I could carry those bags and get her upstairs." Seth gave Summer a what he thought to be a, 'yeah right' look; but it looked more like a grimace.
"Anyways, where'd Alex go?" He asked, changing the subject.
"I think she said something about going back home for a few days." Summer replied, leading Marissa slowly up the stairs, "What'd she tell you?" Summer questioned Marissa.
"She actually didn't tell me anything. She said she was going to call you, and I haven't seen or heard from her since." Marissa muttered, sliding one hand up the banister.

Summer gave Seth a look from the stairs, and he followed them up to Marissa's room holding both bags, and breathing heavily. He put the bags in her closet, and helped Summer lead Marissa to the bed.

"Are you going to be okay?" Seth asked, once Marissa was sitting.
"Yeah, I should be."
"Are you sure you don't want us to keep you company?" Summer questioned, worry crossing her face.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Just gotta get my bearings. You two go, you've done enough!" Marissa said with a laugh, using her hands to shoo them into Summer's room; which was conjoined by a small bathroom. "I don't want to hear any noises!" Marissa called to the closed door.

A few moments of silence filtered through the room, while Marissa sat catching her breath. Slowly she stood up, bracing herself with the chair. She took a few steps forward, and stopped. After every few steps, she would pause to catch her breath, but push on. After much determination she circled her room on her own, and felt an overpowering of accomplishment.

There was one person on her mind the entire time she had been walking. That one person was her motivation, that one person was the reason why she wanted to be able to move around on her own again.

Laying down in her bed, Marissa closed her eyes and wondered why Alex hadn't said goodbye to her, or called for that matter. It didn't take much to wear Marissa out, because soon after she was sound asleep. Dreaming about a blonde haired girl with sparkling blue eyes.

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It hadn't taken long to get Alex home, usually it was a two hour drive but when she didn't register street signs she could make it in an hour.

Alex entered her dark apartment and collapsed on her bed, curling up into a ball. She hadn't been home in so long, her own things felt foreign to her. The hospital and Summer's house had become so familiar to her, it felt odd for her to be home; among her own things.

Closing her eyes, Alex tried to push Marissa from her mind. She knew she'd been wrong to leave without saying goodbye, but she couldn't breath. She needed to get out of the hospital, she needed to get out of Newport, she needed to get away from the girl that could make her heart skip a beat.

Alex had no idea where things were with Marissa, that was why she left. She didn't want to deal with it, they were making progress, and it could end whenever Marissa got her memory back. Alex didn't know if she wanted to take the chance to get hurt again. She remembered Billy's advice, but Marissa had hurt her so bad the first time around. Alex needed to know things weren't going to end up that way again, she knew she'd taken the cowards way out but it was okay, at least that's what she kept telling herself.

Alex needed space, and time to clear her mind. If things were going to work out they would. She didn't know if Marissa had wanted space, she hoped Marissa would be okay with what she'd done.

--- two days later ---

"Marissa, your doing it! Look at you go! Your moving around like you used to." Summer exclaimed, clapping her hands. Marissa gave her a smile. She'd spent two days practicing how to walk on her own again, and it had paid off. She could get around on her own, without support, and could go distances without even losing her breath.

Not only that, but Marissa had begun to start remembering more and more things. She'd made enormous progress, even the doctors were astonished. Things were still fuzzy to her, but for the most part certain things were coming back to her at a rapid speed.

That night Marissa sat on the edge of her bed, and held her phone to her ear. She waited patiently for the person on the other end to pick up, the suspense had been killing her.

"So how about that date now?" Marissa questioned right when she heard someone answer, a smile picking at the corner of her lips.

How was that? Reviews would be greatly appreciated! I promise the next chapter will be good, i just need to write it. And what better motivation for writing, then knowing what you all thought of this chapter?!