Like One Possessed
by Ankari238
Disclaimer: I don't own O.C. and I don't earn money with this.
Summary: A few drinks too much make Seth and Summer forget that they're no longer in a relationship and therefore get them into a lot of trouble.
Part 1
Ill at ease, Ryan eyeballed the huffish young man standing next to him, whose glance downrightly sparked and who knocked back one drink after another as if it was water out of pure frustration. If he continued that way he would very soon compete with the two persons he instantaneously looked daggers at.
"I'm gonna kill him," Zach pressed, grinding his teeth.
"They're smashed," Ryan tried to appease him and therefore prevent the worst.
"And that's why I'm to look at this?!" Zach however erupted again.
As much as Ryan exerted himself he though could not find an answer to these words – at least none that would have calmed Zach in any kind of way.
Anxiously he monitored Seth and Summer, who both stood a few meters farther, chatting excitedly just like they had done it about the last three hours despite all efforts of separating them inconspicuously. They seemed to be tickled pink and dealed with each other more than intimate. If he were Summer's boyfriend Ryan would most likely also be about to explode at this sight – the more so as both of them were rat-arsed and Seth was Summer's ex-boyfriend.
He could have said that their relationship was long-forgotten and that Seth would never again get involved with Summer, but he knew as well as Zach that this wasn't true. And convincing lies were not Ryan's strong point.
Much as he tried to prevent it somehow, there was proper trouble looming on the horizon this afternoon...
The flashy shriek of a much too delighted Summer jerked Ryan out of his dreary thoughts. He saw the both of them just about disappearing into the melee of the dance floor with the kind of childish elation only drinks could help exhibit. And you needn't be a visionary to know that this would be a stormy affair the next moment.
Unfortunately he wasn't the only one who observed this fatal development. A sharp clangour, which marked the shattering of the cocktail glass on the floor, and a furious: "That's the last straw!" told him that Zach had also seen the two of them.
Quickly Ryan seized the arm of his neighbour who was beside himself with anger. "Zach, don't do anything stupid," he talked at him conciliatory, but Zach just broke free and trudged towards the dance-floor seething with jealousy.
That was going to come to a bad end! Ryan hurried to follow Zach, hoping that there was somehow still a chance to prevent the oncoming escalation of the situation.
"Zach, wait!" he shouted in a desperate attempt to drown the music out, while he strenuously cleaved through the crowd of dancing people. Once again at this afternoon he cursed himself that he hadn't taken Seth home two or better three hours ago.
When he finally spotted Seth and Summer dancing closely entwined around each other in the crowd, he knew that now it was definitely all over. And he should be right after all...
Before Ryan could even reach him, Zach had already thrusted Summer aside and lunged at Seth with curses and upraised fists.
to be continued