Title: All Bad Things MUST End.

Author:

Characters/Pairings: Marissa/Summer.

Rating: K

Category: Angst/Drama.

Spoilers: None.

Disclaimer: I do not own The OC nor do I own the characters, only the story line.

Summary: Marissa finally gets rid of summer and we find out why.

A/N: I've never seen Marrisa/Summer as a good couple and it always seemed that they would argue a lot because they are both so hot and strong headed so I thought I'd do a quick story like this.

"No Summer, I can't cope with this; you're too self-obsessed and absorbed. I can't do it, we're over, sorry." I said quietly. She had a look of pure shock on her face, she never thought that I would actually do it, she always thought that I was too much of a pushover to leave her and that I would be too scared to leave her because I would lose all of my friends but to be honest, I'd rather lose all my friends than stay with her. She was stuck-up and selfish and she just didn't care about anything but herself, her hair, her money or her appearance and come on, she cheated on me nearly every weekend. A girl just has to say when enough is enough and I've wanted to say it for a while now but I've only just been able to.

She didn't yell of me to come back, there was no begging and there was definitely no pleading for me to turn back around and come back to me, she just let me walk off and walk out of her life and I knew that as soon as I closed the front door of her house she probably phoned up some randomer and asked them to get off with her because she knew that anyone would because California was all about sex these days, sex, money and a good old scandal and in our teenage world, the scandal was supplemented with a good affair, not that anyone really cared anymore when they were cheated on, I guess they all just got used to it and got used to being doormats, just like I used to. I used to go to Summer's every day but on the weekends I didn't see her as much and that was because I knew what was going on, I knew that she was off gallivanting with some other guy or maybe some other girl, I never really knew and even if I was told, I probably wasn't paying attention, the fact is that I knew that it was happening and I just let it.

I never loved Summer or anything otherwise I would've put up a damn good fight, the only reason I stayed with her is because it kept other people away from me because they knew that Summer would have them instead or kick the hell out of them if they ever tried anything with him, it's a bit hypocritical really wasn't it? I wasn't allowed to cheat but she was, and she made sure that she did whenever she could.

I hate her, I actually do hate her and I'm not going to lie about it, she was an awful girlfriend, she couldn't do anything right, she forgot all the important dates constantly and forgot birthdays and for god's sake, she even said the wrong name once or twice on dates and more consistently when we were in bed. Fabulous Summer I guess. I do wonder what everyone else says if she gets their name wrong, mind you, they probably don't mind, they'd be too busy trying to make sure they weren't contracting anything off her because everyone knew that she'd been around the block one too many times before.