Our New Journey Together
Chapter 6 -
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"Seth please you have to wake up, you have to wake up." Summer said tossing and turning in her bed having yet again another nightmare.
"Summer... Summer wake up." Taylor said shaking Summer trying to get her alert.
"Taylor," Summer said breathing heavily after waking up from her nightmare, "I had the worst dream ever. Seth, he was in a coma and..." Summer said quickly but was then interrupted.
"Summer, sweetie, um, I really don't know how to tell you this, but..."
"It wasn't a dream was it? It's real?"
"I'm so sorry," Taylor said giving her a hug. "I think you have to go see a therapist or something, Summer, you've been having these dreams basically every night since the day of the accident. It's been almost a month." Taylor soon regretted saying those last few words. A month. Those words may seem like simple words that are meaningless. But, not in their case. Once that month ends, a person's life could end, that person being Seth.
"Taylor," Summer said trying her hardest to avoid the subject Taylor just brought up.
"Summer, I'm sorry that I mentioned that, I really shouldn't of it's just..."
"Taylor," Summer said again, ignoring Taylor's conversation, "I am not going to see a therapist, I can deal with my feelings on my own. Now if you won't mind, I would like to go back to sleep," Summer said eying the clock which read '3:42 A.M.', "I am tired."
"Summer, I really think you need to talk to somebody about this."
"Taylor, I said no! Now, goodnight!"
Taylor simply nodded and walked out of Summer's bedroom. She really was worried for her best friend. Ever since that incident with Seth, Summer blocked herself off from everybody. Which to Taylor, is totally understandable, Seth could die, Summer pregnant with his child, and she loves Seth so much. They all do, though she and Ryan have to be strong for Summer, Sandy, and Kirsten.
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Meanwhile, Summer was wide awake in bed and couldn't fall back asleep.
'3:45'
'3:45'
'3:45'
'3:46' . . .
Summer just kept on staring as the minutes went by slower and slower each time. She couldn't fall back asleep, her mind kept having flashbacks from that fateful night. Every night this would happen, her mind would travel back to January 2.
Oh my god! Cohen, Watch out!
I can't loose him Taylor, I can't loose him.
Summer, he's not going to be waking up for a while.
Well, he's on life support. The doctors say they'll give him a month and then we'll have to decide whether or not ...
I need you to wake up for me, for us.
A month.
A month.
A month.
Summer quickly sat upright in her bed. A month! That's in three days! Exactly one month since that horrible accident, the accident that left Seth's life in jeopardy. Summer glanced over at her dresser where there was a photo of her, Seth, Ryan and Marissa from graduation. Marissa was gone now, and Seth could possibly be too. How could all of these major things happen in such little time? After gazing at the photo for quite a few minutes, she turned it face down, looking at the photo pained her way too much. After about an hour she was able to sleep peacefully, well not exactly peaceful, she cried herself to sleep, and it's basically guaranteed that she will have a nightmare.
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"Good morning Summer." Taylor said as Summer entered the kitchen to find Taylor with a bowl of cereal in front of her.
"Hi Taylor." Summer said while getting a bowl out of the cabinet.
"Summer, I need to talk to you." Taylor said uneasily.
"What's wrong?" Summer said sitting down pouring cereal into her bowl.
"Well, I know when you woke up earlier you told me that you didn't want to go see a therapist but..."
"Taylor, tell me you didn't make an appointment."
"Well..."
"Taylor! I told you no! I don't want to go spill all my feelings out to a person I don't know!"
"Summer, I know. I know, okay? I just really think you needto tell somebody how you feel. You've blocked everyone out since the accident, we're all really worried about you."
"Well, it's really great that you're concerned about me but I think I can handle myself." Summer said coldly.
"Summer I really think it would be for the best if you go."
"No okay, I told you no! You have no idea how I feel, what makes you think that a therapist can make me feel better. Seth could be gone in three days, I really don't think a therapist will make me feel better. The only thing that would make me feel better is if he wakes up. So don't keep saying things like 'I know, okay I know.', because you don't! You have no idea what I've been going through this past month. My life has been hell." Summer was know on the verge of tears.
"Okay, you've won. I won't force you," Taylor said taken back by Summer's harsh attitude, "I'm sorry." She then added quietly.
Summer's face then turned sad, "No Taylor I'm sorry." She said hugging Taylor, tears streaming down her face, "I really need helpYou're right, I need to let my feelings out. I'm just so scared. In three days they might decide to let him go, I can't Taylor, I'll never be able to let him go."
"Summer." Was all Taylor could say. Well, what could she say? Summer was right, she has no idea how Summer is feeling. Seth is in a coma while Summer is pregnant, thank god Taylor wasn't in her position.
"When's the appointment?"
"Um, at 1:30."
"Thanks Taylor, you really are a great friend," Summer said turning around, heading to her room, "And Taylor?"
"Mhmm?"
"Can you come with me today? For support?"
"Of course."Taylor said, giving Summer a slight smile.
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"Summer Roberts?" The receptionist called from the desk. Taylor gave her hand a reassuring squeeze as Summer got up.
"I'll be waiting out here."
"Okay, Thanks Taylor it means a lot. But, you don't have to wait if you don't want to."
"Summer, don't worry about it. I've got a few magazines to read, and I'm here for you. Now go."
"Summer Roberts?" Her name was called again.
"Right here." She said quietly.
"Oh okay. Just go through those doors and make a left. Doctor Brown will be waiting in her office."
"Thanks." Summer said, pushing the door open.
"Where is it?" Summer mumbled quietly to herself as she searched the halls for the room.
"Excuse me, are you Miss. Roberts?" She heard a voice come from across the hall.
"Yes." She said following the voice and finally reaching the room.
"Hi, Summer, I'm Dr. Brown." She said, shaking Summer's hand.
"Hi." Summer said awkwardly. She hadn't been to many therapists before. Sure, there was the time where her father made her see one to get over Seth sailing away, and then there was the time just recently after Thanksgiving when she realized she needed to move on from the death of Marissa. But those situations were different from now. Now, she didn't really know how she felt. There's still a chance that Seth will wake up, but then on the other hand, unfortunately he may not.
"Summer, are you okay?" Dr. Brown said interrupting her thoughts.
"Yeah. Sorry, I was just thinking about something."
"Care to share?" Brown said, motioning her to take a seat.
"Well, it's about my fiancé."
"Is that the reason you're here?"
Summer just nodded slowly.
"Did he do anything to you?"
"No. No. He's... he's in a coma."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"And, I'm pregnant with his child."
"How long has he been in this coma?"
"Almost a month in three days." Summer responded slowly.
"And how have you been dealing with this?"
"Well, probably as you would expect. You know, I mean, I love him so much, and it's just been so hard without him, and I just can't deal with anything. I'm only eighteen and that day that we got into the car accident, my whole world just got turned around." Summer said as she started to cry.
"I understand that it's hard. But, can't he still wake up?"
"The doctors say it's about a fifty- fifty chance. A month ago when the accident happened, the doctors said to give it a month and then if he still doesn't wake then we would all have to decide whether to take him off the life support. I just can't imagine doing that, though, unfortunately, the decision isn't really up to me. Every day, I go to the hospital, hoping that when I enter the room I'll see his eyes wide open and he'll be sitting up in his bed, and everything will just be fine. But the same thing happens every day, I go, talk to his lifeless body and just cry."
"Do you think it's time to move on?"
"I don't think I can do that. I mean I love him to death. And once our child is born, the kid will be a constant reminder of him. I just can't go one day without seeing his face and talking to him, even though he isn't alert."
"But what will happen when the last three days are up? What if his parents decide that hoping will never do any good?"
"I really don't have an answer to that. I can't imagine how I would be. He means the world to me."
"Sometimes it's best to move on."
"But I can't. I love him so much."
"Sometimes you have to let go of the things you love, even if it kills you."
Summer just shook her head, her salty tears running off her face, black streaks of mascara smudged across her face.
"Summer, I'm sorry, it looks like our time is up. It was great getting to meet you, I'd like to see you again, maybe next Monday?"
"Sure. Thanks for your help."
Summer slowly walked through the doors back into the waiting room where she found Taylor reading the newest issue of Cosmo.
"Summer, are you all right?" Taylor asked concerned noticing a very depressed looking Summer
"Yeah, can we just leave, please?"
"Sure."
"Thanks for getting me this appointment, I feel a lot better." But did Summer really?
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'Sometimes it's best to move on.'
'Sometimes you have to let go of the things you love, even if it kills you.'
Is moving on really the best thing for Summer? Well, she's about to find out.
Summer quickly dialed a very familiar number.
"Hello?"
"Kirsten..."
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A/N -
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