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The Letters - Chapter 07
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After the funeral, they all said thier good-byes to one another, with the usual 'I'll keep in touch' attached and the exchange of numbers. The letters from Mark had not been brough up the whole day and with said letters still an open issue amongst them, it was clear they ould all soon meet again.
Taylor pulled into the drive way of Bela's home. A few moments of silence later, brought his words.
"Bela? Are you ok?" Taylor questioned. She glanced up at him.
"Yes, I just..." She paused, "Taylor, how did you know about Landon?"
"What do you mean?"
"No one knows about Landon. My mother made sure of it. How did you know?" Taylor sighed.
"Mark..." He bagan, "It was in the letter he sent me. Infact, the whole letter was mostly about you." Bela looked at him confusedly. "That's why I came over today. I thought he had sent us the wrong letters."
"I think he planned it that way."
"What do you mean?"
"My letter is about Jayden." Bela laughed lightly.
"But... why would he send us letters about each other?" Taylor questioned baffledly.
"Cause he knew that was the only wat to get us together." Bela smiled. She abruptly turned to him. "Are you free Saturday?"
"So far that I know of."
"Keep it free. I have an idea." She got out of the car. "I'll call you later." Taylor nodded. Bela started away as Taylor started to pull out, but then another question urged her on. "Wait. Taylor!" She rushed back over. "What's the matter?" He asked.
"Did... uh... did Mark mention who Landons father was?" Taylor looked at her worried face.
"No, I'm afraid he left that part out!" He replied. Bela nodded.
"Good-bye, Taylor."
"Bye, Bela."
Bela made her way into the house and found her mother sitting on the couch.
"How was the funeral?"
"Sad..." She replied, "How has Landon been?"
"He's napping right now." she stated as she set the magazine she was reading down. "You also got some mail today..." She handed her something. "Another check I suppose?" Bela looked over at her mother and sighed.
"Why must you be like that?" She asked.
"Why must you accept this hush money?"
"Its not hush money mother!" Bela began.
"What is it then? Him taking responsibility for his actions?"
"Yes! Why does everything have to be something bad with you? When I started dating, all you ever talked about was the bad things that could happen, when I had Landon, all you could ever worry about was how much of a burden it was to you, and now, all you can seem to do is look down on me for the way i've decided to live my life. You've been like this ever since dad left and I can't take it anymore." Bela stated.
"Fine. If you don't like the way i've decided to handle things, then go on and tell everyone you'd like about you're little year of misguided judgement. I'm tired of trying to show you the error of your ways."
"Good. Cause I don't need you to show them to me." Bela stated and then made her way upstairs to check on Landon.
"Amanda, sweetheart, is that you?" Her mother called from the other room as Amanda came through the door.
"Yes, mom."
"How was the funeral?"
"Well, uh, it was a funeral mother, it was mournful and depressing." Amanda replied as she came into the room.
"Of course, dear, I only meant how was the turn out, your friends?"
"Crowded, lots of people where there. He was very well liked." Amanda paused. Her mother sighed.
"Look Amanda, about what I said about you and Mark... I didn't mean for it to seem like I wasn't approving of what you guys had. I just didn't want to see you in more pain. I assumed it was a goodbye letter and I just knew that would have broke you." Amanda nodded.
"I know you were just looking out for me. I over-reacted a bit. But what I don't understand is the letter itself."
"What do you mean?"
"The letter was about Gagent." She replied. Her mother looked at her.
"Gagent Daniels? Wow, what a long lost name that is."
"Yeah. I saw him today at the funeral. The other too."
"What a sad reason for a reunion." Amanda nodded. "Did you ask him as to why your letter was about him?"
"Never came up." She stated, "And I didn't want it to seem like that was the only reason I went." She sighed heavidly. "I think I'm going to go lat down for a few."
"All right dear, just let me know if you need anything."
"Thanks mom." Amanda ascended the stairs and headed to her room. She pulled a box from her closer and smiled. sitting on the bed, she opened the box. It was full of odds n ends, things other people would find completely random to have around. There were just four things in the box: A soda cap bottle, the Taco Bell talking dog toy, a candy necklace and a charm in the shape of half a heart. All these things were from Mark.
Right before Mark fell into the worst of his sickness, him and Amanda had fallen as in love as two kids in high school could. The bottle cap was from thier first official date. They had gone to a drive in theater. This theater still served the glass bottles with pop tops on them. Needles to say, removing them was not his specialty and it popped right off and into Amanda's eye. The Taco Bell toy came to her as a joke when she had her pet gecko. It said "Here Lizard Lizard Lizard" when you squeezed it. Mark was always the cheesiest person in the world. The candy necklace was the very first piece of jewelry Mark had given her on thier 2 month anniversary. Then, the half a heart. The last thing Mark had given her. When he grew really ill, Marl had given the charm to her as a symbol of the only amount of love he could afford to give her. That was also the day they broke up. He said the last thing he wanted was to see her broken heart as the last thing visable before he past. He had insisted it was for the best and she could do nothing more than agree with his wishes. So that day they went thier seperate ways.
Amanda went back home, to school and cheerleading.
Mark checked into a hospital, where he stayed until he passed three months later.
Jayden pulled up to his house and saw an unfamiliar car in the driveway. He hurried inside and called out to his parents.
"In the kitchen!" He heard the soft voice of his mother call back to him.
"Who's car is in the driveway?" He questioned as he walked into the kitchen.
"That would be me, sorry." He looked over and say Gagent sitting at the other end of the counter.
"Gage... Hey, what are you doing here?" Jayden asked.
"I know its been kind of a rough day, and I'm just exhausted from thinking about Mark and I kind of need some guy to guy advice on some thing." Gage replied. Jayden nodded.
"Yeah, of course. We can go in the basement." He replied. Gagent followed him down in the basement and laughed lightly.
"Not really what I had in mind when you said 'basement'" He stated. Jayden looked around with a laugh. He was right, it wasn't much of what a basement was suppose to be. He's father had turned into a small movie theater with a concession stand and all.
"Yeah, this is what happens when your father goes through a mid-life crisis and had more money than he needs." Jayden began, "You should see the custom built Harley and the Jag in the garage. After that, my mother took his credit cards and checkbook away." Gagent laughed.
"Wow..."
"So..." Jayden handed him a soda, "How can I help?"
"Well, its a about Amanda." He stated. Jayden nodded.
"Still haven't told her?" He questioned.
"Dude, seriously, what was I suppose to say?"
"Well, I would have said something that would let her know that i'd be there for her... like 'I know this is a hard time for you, and if you need anything and to talk, I'm here for you.'"
"You're such a smart ass!" Gagent replied. Jayden laughed lightly.
"Gage, buddy, listen in situations like this, especially when Mark was as sick as he was and how close we all once were with each other. Its hard to say 'I like you' to someone whos first love just passed away." Jayden paused. "So, don't just yet, you know, give her time to work it through, to be ok with what's happened, but in the mean time, there's nothing wrong with being there for her as a friend. I'm sure she'll be glad to have you around."
"Yeah, I suppose you're right." Gagent sighed.
"You want to hang out a bit? Watch a movie?" Jayden asked.
"Sure, my dad has by sibs, i'm pretty much free the whole day for a change."
"Yeah, hows your mom doing?"
"I'd rather not talk about it." Gagent stated as Jayden went over to pop in a movie and turn on the screen. "What's up with you and Bela? I saw the two of you googling at each other as we were leaving the funeral?" Gagent asked as he played with the cup hold in his chair.
"Nothing, we just haven't seen each other in a while thats all." Gagent looked up when he heard some disc fall to the ground. He laughed lightly.
"Yeah... OK!" Gagent stated. Jayden frowned at him.
"Shut up!"
"All I'm saying is that I didn't see you kissing Amanda's forehead, or holding her hands."
"You wouldn't understand." Jayden stated, "Can we just get back to being losers all day?"
"Sure, if you can manage to hang on to a disc, butterfingers." Gagent stated with a laugh. Jayden picked up a disc and threw it at Gagent, before finally putting one in and sitting down. "You will eventually tell me about it, right?" Gagent asked.
"Eventually." Jayden replied with a smirk.
Taylor pulled into the drive way of Bela's home. A few moments of silence later, brought his words.
"Bela? Are you ok?" Taylor questioned. She glanced up at him.
"Yes, I just..." She paused, "Taylor, how did you know about Landon?"
"What do you mean?"
"No one knows about Landon. My mother made sure of it. How did you know?" Taylor sighed.
"Mark..." He bagan, "It was in the letter he sent me. Infact, the whole letter was mostly about you." Bela looked at him confusedly. "That's why I came over today. I thought he had sent us the wrong letters."
"I think he planned it that way."
"What do you mean?"
"My letter is about Jayden." Bela laughed lightly.
"But... why would he send us letters about each other?" Taylor questioned baffledly.
"Cause he knew that was the only wat to get us together." Bela smiled. She abruptly turned to him. "Are you free Saturday?"
"So far that I know of."
"Keep it free. I have an idea." She got out of the car. "I'll call you later." Taylor nodded. Bela started away as Taylor started to pull out, but then another question urged her on. "Wait. Taylor!" She rushed back over. "What's the matter?" He asked.
"Did... uh... did Mark mention who Landons father was?" Taylor looked at her worried face.
"No, I'm afraid he left that part out!" He replied. Bela nodded.
"Good-bye, Taylor."
"Bye, Bela."
Bela made her way into the house and found her mother sitting on the couch.
"How was the funeral?"
"Sad..." She replied, "How has Landon been?"
"He's napping right now." she stated as she set the magazine she was reading down. "You also got some mail today..." She handed her something. "Another check I suppose?" Bela looked over at her mother and sighed.
"Why must you be like that?" She asked.
"Why must you accept this hush money?"
"Its not hush money mother!" Bela began.
"What is it then? Him taking responsibility for his actions?"
"Yes! Why does everything have to be something bad with you? When I started dating, all you ever talked about was the bad things that could happen, when I had Landon, all you could ever worry about was how much of a burden it was to you, and now, all you can seem to do is look down on me for the way i've decided to live my life. You've been like this ever since dad left and I can't take it anymore." Bela stated.
"Fine. If you don't like the way i've decided to handle things, then go on and tell everyone you'd like about you're little year of misguided judgement. I'm tired of trying to show you the error of your ways."
"Good. Cause I don't need you to show them to me." Bela stated and then made her way upstairs to check on Landon.
"Amanda, sweetheart, is that you?" Her mother called from the other room as Amanda came through the door.
"Yes, mom."
"How was the funeral?"
"Well, uh, it was a funeral mother, it was mournful and depressing." Amanda replied as she came into the room.
"Of course, dear, I only meant how was the turn out, your friends?"
"Crowded, lots of people where there. He was very well liked." Amanda paused. Her mother sighed.
"Look Amanda, about what I said about you and Mark... I didn't mean for it to seem like I wasn't approving of what you guys had. I just didn't want to see you in more pain. I assumed it was a goodbye letter and I just knew that would have broke you." Amanda nodded.
"I know you were just looking out for me. I over-reacted a bit. But what I don't understand is the letter itself."
"What do you mean?"
"The letter was about Gagent." She replied. Her mother looked at her.
"Gagent Daniels? Wow, what a long lost name that is."
"Yeah. I saw him today at the funeral. The other too."
"What a sad reason for a reunion." Amanda nodded. "Did you ask him as to why your letter was about him?"
"Never came up." She stated, "And I didn't want it to seem like that was the only reason I went." She sighed heavidly. "I think I'm going to go lat down for a few."
"All right dear, just let me know if you need anything."
"Thanks mom." Amanda ascended the stairs and headed to her room. She pulled a box from her closer and smiled. sitting on the bed, she opened the box. It was full of odds n ends, things other people would find completely random to have around. There were just four things in the box: A soda cap bottle, the Taco Bell talking dog toy, a candy necklace and a charm in the shape of half a heart. All these things were from Mark.
Right before Mark fell into the worst of his sickness, him and Amanda had fallen as in love as two kids in high school could. The bottle cap was from thier first official date. They had gone to a drive in theater. This theater still served the glass bottles with pop tops on them. Needles to say, removing them was not his specialty and it popped right off and into Amanda's eye. The Taco Bell toy came to her as a joke when she had her pet gecko. It said "Here Lizard Lizard Lizard" when you squeezed it. Mark was always the cheesiest person in the world. The candy necklace was the very first piece of jewelry Mark had given her on thier 2 month anniversary. Then, the half a heart. The last thing Mark had given her. When he grew really ill, Marl had given the charm to her as a symbol of the only amount of love he could afford to give her. That was also the day they broke up. He said the last thing he wanted was to see her broken heart as the last thing visable before he past. He had insisted it was for the best and she could do nothing more than agree with his wishes. So that day they went thier seperate ways.
Amanda went back home, to school and cheerleading.
Mark checked into a hospital, where he stayed until he passed three months later.
Jayden pulled up to his house and saw an unfamiliar car in the driveway. He hurried inside and called out to his parents.
"In the kitchen!" He heard the soft voice of his mother call back to him.
"Who's car is in the driveway?" He questioned as he walked into the kitchen.
"That would be me, sorry." He looked over and say Gagent sitting at the other end of the counter.
"Gage... Hey, what are you doing here?" Jayden asked.
"I know its been kind of a rough day, and I'm just exhausted from thinking about Mark and I kind of need some guy to guy advice on some thing." Gage replied. Jayden nodded.
"Yeah, of course. We can go in the basement." He replied. Gagent followed him down in the basement and laughed lightly.
"Not really what I had in mind when you said 'basement'" He stated. Jayden looked around with a laugh. He was right, it wasn't much of what a basement was suppose to be. He's father had turned into a small movie theater with a concession stand and all.
"Yeah, this is what happens when your father goes through a mid-life crisis and had more money than he needs." Jayden began, "You should see the custom built Harley and the Jag in the garage. After that, my mother took his credit cards and checkbook away." Gagent laughed.
"Wow..."
"So..." Jayden handed him a soda, "How can I help?"
"Well, its a about Amanda." He stated. Jayden nodded.
"Still haven't told her?" He questioned.
"Dude, seriously, what was I suppose to say?"
"Well, I would have said something that would let her know that i'd be there for her... like 'I know this is a hard time for you, and if you need anything and to talk, I'm here for you.'"
"You're such a smart ass!" Gagent replied. Jayden laughed lightly.
"Gage, buddy, listen in situations like this, especially when Mark was as sick as he was and how close we all once were with each other. Its hard to say 'I like you' to someone whos first love just passed away." Jayden paused. "So, don't just yet, you know, give her time to work it through, to be ok with what's happened, but in the mean time, there's nothing wrong with being there for her as a friend. I'm sure she'll be glad to have you around."
"Yeah, I suppose you're right." Gagent sighed.
"You want to hang out a bit? Watch a movie?" Jayden asked.
"Sure, my dad has by sibs, i'm pretty much free the whole day for a change."
"Yeah, hows your mom doing?"
"I'd rather not talk about it." Gagent stated as Jayden went over to pop in a movie and turn on the screen. "What's up with you and Bela? I saw the two of you googling at each other as we were leaving the funeral?" Gagent asked as he played with the cup hold in his chair.
"Nothing, we just haven't seen each other in a while thats all." Gagent looked up when he heard some disc fall to the ground. He laughed lightly.
"Yeah... OK!" Gagent stated. Jayden frowned at him.
"Shut up!"
"All I'm saying is that I didn't see you kissing Amanda's forehead, or holding her hands."
"You wouldn't understand." Jayden stated, "Can we just get back to being losers all day?"
"Sure, if you can manage to hang on to a disc, butterfingers." Gagent stated with a laugh. Jayden picked up a disc and threw it at Gagent, before finally putting one in and sitting down. "You will eventually tell me about it, right?" Gagent asked.
"Eventually." Jayden replied with a smirk.
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