Alcohol Dulls the Senses
Okay so I was washing the dishes, and I got this idea. I know I need to update my other stories but I really want to get this out before I forget it. Anyways as of now it's a one shot but I might continue it. I don't know yet. Reviews make me happy! So please review, and enjoy.
Alcohol Dulls the Senses
Seth was never one to make mistakes. If he made one, he'd own up to it. Well it depended on how big of a mistake he made. Sometimes he was really scared of what his actions would do. So most of the time, he tried to not make them at all.
"Hey, hon. tonight's boy's night. So I'll be home probably round 8 or so. I promise not to be home later than that." Seth said into the phone, sitting next to Ryan in the car.
"Good, I know you'd miss me. Try not to drink too much okay?"
"Don't worry; Ryan's the designated driver this time. I love you."
"I love you too, sweetie." Summer sighed.
"Don't worry Summer I'll return him in one piece." Ryan yelled from the wheel.
Two hours passed, Ryan nursed his second beer, as Seth downed his 4th tequila shot. Seth had already finished 2 beers, 4 tequila shots, and was ordering another. Ryan put his bottle down on the countertop. "Okay I think you've had enough, I believe it's about time I got you home."
"Sss's all good." Seth slurred.
"Can you sit here, while I go the bathroom real quick?"
Seth nodded his head fiercely, placing his elbows on the counter and placing his head there. Ryan walked off towards the bathroom, letting Seth calm down. When Ryan was out of sight, a tall girl with brown hair took a seat next to Seth. "Hello stranger." She said. Seth lifted his head to look at the girl; his eyes were red and watery.
"Halloo, I'm Semth Ezukel Co ham." Seth started to lose his balance, and his head fell forward a little, the girl who was sitting next to him, who was quiet tipsy herself thought he was trying to kiss her, so she leaned in as well. They're lips met, and when they pulled apart, she asked for his number. Seth not thinking straight scribbled some numbers on a napkin, she took it and gave him a peck on the cheek as Ryan came back. Ryan had seen what had happened, but he didn't say anything. Quietly he picked Seth up by the arm, and pulled him out the door. The car ride was silent; finally Ryan arrived at Seth's house. "Seth, I hope you didn't do anything you'd regret." Seth made a gargling noise and got out of the car.
Summer opened the door, and saw her very drunk husband trying to stay upright. She led him straight to the bedroom, where he collapsed on the bed. Summer finished the dishes, and climbed into bed next to her husband who reeked of alcohol.
The following days, the girl Seth had met at the bar continued to call him. He never answered and he just deleted her messages. He couldn't remember what had happened that night, everything was a blur. He wanted to tell Summer, but he didn't even know what happened himself. Hurting her was the last thing he wanted to do.
For two days, the mysterious girl hadn't called him, which was a relief. Seth returned home, feeling good. "Hey, babe let's go out tonight. I'm going to go take a shower and get ready, if my cell rings can you get it? I'm expecting a call from Ryan."
"Okay sure sweetie." Summer kissed him, as he retreated up the stairs. After 15 minutes, Summer went upstairs to change into a black strapless dress. As she was changing Seth's phone vibrated on the nightstand. "Seth you have a message, do you want me to check it?" Summer called through to the bathroom door.
"Yeah, sure."
Summer returned to the bedroom, and picked up his phone. 'One New Message' blinking wildly on the screen. Summer put her ear to the phone and listened. A girl's voice came on, "Look, I don't understand why you haven't been picking up my calls or answering any of my messages, it's not like what happened didn't mean anything because I felt something! I really did." Summer closed the phone, and placed it back on the nightstand. She went to the kitchen and started the dishes, letting the tears slid down her face.
Seth got out of the bathroom, nice and clean. He pocketed his cell phone, and went down to get his wife. He went up behind her, and put his arms around her waist. "I love you, you know that?" he whispered into her ear. Summer didn't respond, Seth let go, and moved over to the counter, looking at her. "What's wrong?" Summer bit her lip, not answering. Seth leaned over and turned off the sink, gently he turned her body towards his. "Can you tell me what's wrong? Please…"
"Why don't you listen to the message?" Summer turned back to the sink, and started the dishes again, re-washing the same one over and over again, being blinded by her tears.
Slowly Seth pulled out his phone, and listened to the message. His mouth dropped open, and his face went pale. Seth Cohen was horror stricken. He strained his memory, but still couldn't figure out what had happened. "Summer, I..." Summer didn't let him finish his sentence, she dropped the plate she had washed well over a dozen times and quietly whispered, "Leave."
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