[For Summer]
For close to a week, Marissa had been agonizing over this: Was she being a silly teenager? Was she overreacting? Should she just suck it up and deal? Her mother's voice had been pounding in her head, chastising her for being an emotional wimp, for not being good enough in general so that she was in this situation in the first place.
Today, she'd clamped down hard on the voice and shut it out, at least long enough to put in the request.
Summer was going to be hurt; there was really no way around it. Surely she'd understand, though. She had Seth now, and this wasn't like occasionally crossing paths with Ryan at school. It was almost as bad as if she'd followed Ryan to Chino and moved into the guest room at Theresa's. She just couldn't take it anymore -- Couldn't take seeing him, couldn't take seeing her, couldn't take that pervasive knowledge that she loved him and he'd never choose her.
Maybe the Julie voice was right, maybe it was her fault. She shouldn't have believed Oliver. Ryan never would have broken up with her, he never would have slept with Theresa, he never would have left-
Pausing just outside Summer's hut, she squeezed her eyes closed and sucked in a slow breath. It didn't matter, she told herself. She was getting out.
"Sum?" she called, trying to seem casual as she poked her head in the front door.
Today, she'd clamped down hard on the voice and shut it out, at least long enough to put in the request.
Summer was going to be hurt; there was really no way around it. Surely she'd understand, though. She had Seth now, and this wasn't like occasionally crossing paths with Ryan at school. It was almost as bad as if she'd followed Ryan to Chino and moved into the guest room at Theresa's. She just couldn't take it anymore -- Couldn't take seeing him, couldn't take seeing her, couldn't take that pervasive knowledge that she loved him and he'd never choose her.
Maybe the Julie voice was right, maybe it was her fault. She shouldn't have believed Oliver. Ryan never would have broken up with her, he never would have slept with Theresa, he never would have left-
Pausing just outside Summer's hut, she squeezed her eyes closed and sucked in a slow breath. It didn't matter, she told herself. She was getting out.
"Sum?" she called, trying to seem casual as she poked her head in the front door.