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AN- A triple thanks to Felicia for the third edit.
xCaptainOatsx: Summer! Hey, are you okay?
LtlMsVixn: Why wouldn't I be?
xCaptainOatsx: Because we haven't talked in over and week and you refuse to answer my calls.
LtlMsVixn: We are talking now.
xCaptainOatsx: Okay, so how are you? Without Eliza?
LtlMsVixn: I prefer not to think about it.
xCaptainOatsx: Can I call you.
LtlMsVixn: Actually, The Valley should be on in about three and a half minutes.
xCaptainOatsx: Is it a really important episode or something?
LtlMsVixn: Yes Seth, I'm waiting to find out if April and Jake both get into Princeton.
xCaptainOatsx: Could you tape it?
LtlMsVixn: No! Then I wouldn't be able to talk on the message boards!
xCaptainOatsx: Summer please.
LtlMsVixn: Please what Seth?
xCaptainOatsx: I need to talk to you.
LtlMsVixn: I'll call you when I'm not busy.
LtlMsVixn is away.
xCaptainOatsx: I love you.
Auto Response from LtlMsVixn: In the words of Edna St. Vincent Millay "It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it is one damn thing over and over."
Seth wanted to cry as he pushed his keyboard away from himself and moped down the stairs.
He found Ryan sitting at the kitchen table writing furiously on a pad of paper. Seth slumped down in a chair across from Ryan and began tapping on the table lightly, cunningly trying to gain Ryan's attention.
"Give me three and a half minutes Seth and I promise I am all ears till dinner."
"Three and a half minutes!" Seth whined slumping his head down on the table.
"Seth," Ryan scolded.
When Ryan was done with his homework, which turned out to be only two minutes and forty seven seconds later (Seth knew for he had been timing it) Seth immediately started his ramble.
"I know these rambles usually consist of my selfishness, but this time I don't even care that Summer refuses to talk to me, or answer my calls, or was snappy to me the two times we have talked since she's been back in Tennessee. Nope, Ryan I don't even notice that she refuses to say that she loves me and the thought that she may have found a new, more attractive, stronger, more popular guy to hold her while she cries hasn't even crossed my mind."
Ryan threw Seth a look as if saying, 'yeah right', and Seth nodded furiously in agreement.
"Okay, maybe the thought has crossed my mine, but that isn't the big issue here. Nope Ryan, for once the big issue is Summer."
"Understood."
"I'm scared for her Ryan. She lost everything, and now Eliza too!"
"I know Seth, life's been rough on her. She will be okay though, I mean look how many people she has that love her."
"I know but we're not there Ryan, I can't do anything if she won't answer my calls."
"Maybe she's grieving." Ryan reasoned.
"This isn't how she usually grieves. She's a crier, needs to be comforted. She needs to know someone is there for her, but I can't be there for her if she won't talk to me. Maybe I should talk to her grandparents."
"I think you're jumping the gun a little bit Seth. Summer has had a lot of blows in a really short amount of time. She's trying a different approach to grieving."
"But she's scaring me Ryan."
"How about you give it a week see how it goes and get back to me."
"Okay, I guess that will work."
Seth stood to leave the kitchen, but just as he was about to exit, he turned back.
"Hey Ryan?"
"Yeah Seth?"
"Do you ever get the feeling I should be paying you by the hour or something?"
"All the time," Ryan deadpanned.
"Just making sure we were on the same page here."
A whole week had gone by and still no call from Summer. Seth had decided not to call her until she called him. But after three days he gave in, calling her once a day for the next four days. She never answered. Now, it had been 7 days since he had talked to her. 168 hours since he heard her voice. 10080 minutes since he asked her how she was. 604800 seconds since he told her he loved her.
Now, Seth was determined to talk to her. This time he decided to call her home phone, in hopes of being connected through her grandparents. When her grandmother answered she politely (she had grown quite accustomed to Seth now that he was hundreds of miles away) told him that Summer was in her bedroom, and that she would go and get her for him. Summer then had no choice but to talk to her boyfriend.
"Seth, why didn't you call my cell phone?" were the first words from her mouth.
"Because you don't answer your cell phone when I call it," Seth quipped
"Sorry I've been busy."
"Oh that's good I guess. Tell me what you've been up to," Seth spoke, trying to get the call into easy conversational territory.
"Nothing really. Why did you call?" Summer asked, annoyed.
"For this. So you could tell me what you have been up to, how you've been doing. I just called to talk to you Summer."
"I don't feel like talking. How many times have told you that?" She huffed at him.
Seth heard a beep on his phone indicating another caller was trying to get a hold of him. He decided to ignore it.
"I don't understand Summer. You went from telling me you never wanted to leave me, to this never wanting to talk to me stuff."
"People change Seth."
There was the beep again on his line, which was still ignored.
"Not you, not that fast. I don't understand, what happened to never wanting to be apart. I know you've had it rough…"
"I'm sick and tired of people pointing out how 'rough' my life has been. Don't you think I know that? Life, life happened Seth. I had to leave you, I was forced to. Now I have no one…"
"You have me!"
"No I don't. You can't help me if your not here."
"I'm here now!"
"No your not, you're on the phone now! You're barley even my boyfriend anymore!"
"Summer," Seth said softly.
"I have to go Seth."
With that Summer clicked off the phone and lay back into her bed. She refused to cry.
When Seth clicked shut his phone, it beeped at him that he had one new voice message. Checking it, he couldn't have been more surprised at whose voice he heard on the other line.
This probably won't be done by the 8th, but it will be done soon. The more reviews I get, the faster I will put the next chapter up. Bribery is not below me. Lol.
