#((one day ill redraw her desing but I have slightly changed how she colors her hair))

[ducknotinarow]

Summer, you already know who your biological father is, but did you ever think about your mother? Well, do now. Her name is Gabrielle, she also hurt your dad - rejected him and made a fool of him when he tried to propose. It's a miracle he can even look at you, isn't it?

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Summer's ears were full of the sound of the hair dryer blaring in against her ear. Music she had blasting was downing out by the hot air roaring against her ear. Eyes were closed at the moment as she had her weight mainly supported by her left hand stationed on the counter as she just let the heat from the hair do it's job to dray out her freshly dyed hair. It took a lot more work than just simply adding in red into her blond locks of hair she once was proud to show on display. Sometimes her Dad's were home to help her when she had the mild freak out over the bits of blonde showing. But Summer was alone at the moment why she figured she kill the time by dying her hair. Waiting to keep that natural color of hers hidden away under the coloring of something less unsettling. A deep dark blue near black. It matched her Dad's hair. So it easily gave a cover up on why she started to do it. Well her family likely all put two and two together on why she started to color her hair.

Finally setting the hair dryer down once it turn off she opened her eyes. A slight calming feeling came back over her once she no longer saw her roots. Sighing out she reached up feeling over her hair making sure it was all dry just in case she needed to run the dryer over again. She, never met Hun face to face her self really but she knew enough about him. What all he had done to her family over the years. Knowing she had any traces to him? Well Summer couldn't put words to the feelings it gave her.

Summer in part know what her Dad told her, of course she never would think he could be bad. Letting her elbows rest to the counter as she holds her face in her hands a moment. Summer hated getting upset over the sightless sign of blonde on her head. Needing to just keep her Dad's words in her head every time but still didn't make her not feel some sense of worry the second her root starting to come through. Taking another breath she pushed it away. It wasn't there now. Lowering her hands so she could run fingers through her hair. Front in red dye halo, the rest the deep blue black she had started to prefer. Just a small way to say she was Casey Jones and Raphael's kid no one else's. For sure not that guys. She normally did the streaks in her hair but felt this would be a fun thing to try out as well now.

"Ari might wanna see" Was her first voiced out thought as she reached for her cell to snap the photo of her self smiling brightly throwing in a little peace sign to the lens before she sent it off. Summer smiled as she set her cell back down keeping her and her sisters text messages opened. She figured she surprise her Dad's in person with the change. Looking at the message the counter now was as she just slightly chewed on her bottom lip. Boxes of dye, gloves, paper instructs and now empty bottles just littered the surface.

"Guess I should clean 'his up or Dad might actually make me clean up my bed room." Summer slightly scuffs over the thought but still starts to work on cleaning things up. Her room was one thing that was her own space after all.

Summer, you already know who your biological father is, but did you ever think about your mother?

Summer tries to ignore it she really dose. Of course she did even since learning the answer behind her hair. It did bring to questions the blue eyes of course. But no it didn't matter. She thought as she let her gaze flicker to her phone again no answer from her sister just yet. She might be swimming or staring at Jaromir photo.

Well, do now. Her name is Gabrielle, she also hurt your dad - rejected him and made a fool of him when he tried to propose. It's a miracle he can even look at you, isn't it?

"Shut up!" Summer yells throw the empty plastic bottle into the trash can. Gritting back her teeth. As she let her shoulders rise and fall as she breathed heavily to herself. Hands balling up into tightly bond fists letting the ends of her nails press in against the palm of her hands.

Sure she never heard about this Gabrielle before, she could see why now. Of course all she needed was being told BOTH side of her genetics code hurt her Dad in their own ways. Leading to her. She shakes her head. "nah I know 'hat last bit ain't true." Casey and Raphael loved he no matter where she came from. How many times have they told her this before? "Listen I know 'm fuckin' dumb but I ain't 'hat stupid!" Summer says snapping her head up unsure what caused the words in her head those grey faces creatures or her own thoughts. "I can learn might take fuckin' forever but I can!" She says to the mirror just now. Slamming her hands to the surface of the counter as she stares back at her reflection. Didn't matter how much dye she slathered on to her hair. The color would fade she knows that. Sure she could go extreme and see about color contacts even but. She always liked that she shared the same 'ocean blues' as pop's called them as Casey. She stood there just staring back at her self. The way the red framed her face, how the blue pooled around her shoulders. Her shirt she stole from her dad some time again became her dye shirt since she always made a mess when doing her hair. Not wanting to stain any of her favorite shirts. It was such a small random fact that Casey didn't seem to mind she took it. How Raphael didn't care when she stole his mask to properly color match the red dye even.

They let her get away with the smallest things to the biggest. She squeezed her eyes shut trying to not let her tears stream down her face. This was always going to hang over her head wasn't it? It didn't matter how much she cover up her hair color? Didn't matter how much she tried to push it out of her head or was reassured. It would just forever be right there. A product of people who hurt someone she loved so much, who tries so hard for her. Who would tell her it means nothing because he feels like shes a gift from an angle because how much he and pop wanted her so much. The thing they were always missing, how they wanted a baby so bad stuck by 'baby fever' and then she came to them. That should be all that matters right?

[text] I'm about to do somethin' real stupid

Summer's hands had her phone before she even noticed she had left the bathroom and grabbed her coat uncaring for dye stains. She did least have enough brain power running to lock the door to the apartment before. Of course Summer was curious but not in a way some may think she might be curious about her biological connections. It wasn't hard to get the information she needed. She sorta swiped her number from her Dad's phone when playing around with it.

Swallowing thickly as she felt her hand shake but she pulled up the contacts in her phone. Scrolling past all the names on her screen.

'🏒Dad❤️'

'🐢Pops❤️'

'🪶Granny❤️ '

'🐀Grandpa🧀'

'🐢 Unca Leo☯️'

'🐢Anucle Mikey🍕'

'🐢Unca Donnie🧪'

'💜Auntie Von📋'

'🧜🏻‍♀️Ari🎵'

' 💛Auntie Apri📔l'

'Aspen🤡'

'unknown'

Eyes landed on the unknown number the only one in her phone with no name to it. She breaths in deeply before pressing the call button as she continues to walk down the stairs. The call connects but no answer it goes into their voice mail right away. Summer could just hang up now and turn back home. Hop on the couch her Dad's would be home soon with Dinner. They were going to grab pizza so nothing burnt tonight. Dad even sent a text they were on their way from the lair, having stopped there for a bit. when she got outside the building. Instead she keeps walking. It would take them a moment between getting to the place they usually ordered from, with the wait time, not to mention having to add in Dad would park a bit further from the shop so pop's could hang back in the closet alleyway. They would wanna ride together Summer just knows it. So she speaks after the beep sounds off.

"I dunno if Dad told ya my name. but it's me Summer. Imma be at the diner on 52nd. I have at best an hour before I gotta go back home." Cause if they got home before her she could tell them she was taking out the bathroom trash. Somewhere in her skull during her mad rush she grab the bag from the bathroom still holding it now as she tossed it to the nearest dumpster she passed making her way there. If she showed up or not well was a different matter. But only a start. As she passed by a fade purple dragon marking on the next brick building she pasted by. Phone pocketed as she sprinted off.