Disclaimer: The O.C. is not mine.
So I'm already starting next chapter, and I have the whole story already planned out. I hope that you guys will like it, and if you do it would be great to read about it, and even if you don't too because that could help make it better. I started writing this only for myself, but I decided to share it only because there weren't many S/S stories in here, and that is the only thing I can read. I don't like other pairings, and I know there are many more stories about that than there are about S/S. I wish I did like to read other pairings, but I just don't. Okay so I got a little off track, what I meant to say is that if people are not liking my story it really is fine because believe me I'm not planning to make this my day job. I don't consider myself a writer, or any good at it for that matter. It is just something that I found to enjoy. I wouldn't want to keep posting something that I know people are not liking or caring about. So thank you for the reviews I got which are really appreciated. And if you're willing to share your thoughts, please do. I'm also sorry for my rambling, because it probably sounds more than annoying.
As I said in the previous chapter, this chapter will begin to reveal a little about what is going on. So read on, and I hope you'll enjoy it.
He let a couple of hours go by before he faced her again. He wasn't in the mood for anymore fighting but he had noticed that she hadn't been marking the days that had gone by on the calendar, which probably meant that she didn't have any idea what the date was. Not that that would matter, but tomorrow was the day that had the smiley face on, which was always a Friday every two weeks. To say that he was anxious about how tomorrow would go was an understatement. He loved that little girl way too much, and he knew that she looked forward to her visits every two weeks. She even had the exact same calendar with the smiley face on every two Fridays, that Summer had bought for her and taught her how to mark each day. Summer looked forward to those Fridays too, but with everything that had been going on lately he really couldn't blame her for forgetting. He felt kind of guilty because he too had forgotten about tomorrow.
He opened the door and saw that the only light in the room was her bedside lamp, which illuminated the frame that had his favorite picture of Summer and Olive in it. It had been a day at the park and Summer was trying to clean her up since she was all covered up in sand from the sand box. Olive had decided that this was funny so she started laughing nonstop, which had made Summer laugh nonstop too. He had pulled out his phone and took the picture without any of them noticing. He later gave the framed picture to Summer on her birthday and she had claimed it to be her favorite present ever.
He realized that Summer seemed to be sleeping so he laid beside her and ran his hand through her arm with the intention of waking her up. She immediately turned, and stared at him waiting for him to say something. "Hey I have to tell you something."
"Please I don't want to fight anymore." She pleaded with her eyes. "I'm sorry about earlier, I didn't mean any of it."
"I don't want to fight either, and it's okay we can figure that out later. This is actually not about that." He paused. "Today is Thursday." He said hoping she'd get what he was trying to tell her.
"So?" He looked at her waiting for her to realize it by herself. She did after a second and sat up "Oh my God Olive!"
"Yeah, I just remembered a couple of hours ago, because I saw the calendar. I knew that you had forgotten when I saw that you hadn't cross out any of the days this week."
"I don't know how I forgot about it." She sounded completely confused, not actually believing that it had been two weeks since she had been with her.
"I do, you have been all over the place… and denying it." He knew this wasn't the time to say this because she seemed to be panicking, but he hadn't been able to keep it in.
"Please Seth I'm trying to figure out what I'm going to do about tomorrow, and all you can do is try to once again point out what a mess I am!" She was raising her voice and starting to get angry.
Seth regretted his words because he knew he had come in here to solve the Olive issue and hopefully not fight in the process. "I'm sorry and don't worry about tomorrow, I'll pick her up if you're busy."
"No you can't, I promised her that we would both pick her up and take her to the petting zoo remember?"
Oh the petting zoo, he knew he was forgetting something else. Summer and Olive's favorite animal was the pony. Olive had been mesmerized when Summer told her she knew real ones, because she had thought that the only ponies in the world were her favorite toy pony that Summer had gave her some time ago, and all the other stuffed ponies she had. So that was when Summer had promised her that they would take her to meet the ponies on their next Friday together.
"… and now it is too late to take the day off." She finished and Seth, who had spaced out when he remembered about the petting zoo, only heard the last of her sentence. She was rambling which meant she was now officially panicked.
"It's okay, I'll take her and then we can come meet you when you get off from work."
He hopped this would calm her down, but it only seemed to make it worst. "No! You don't understand, I can't break my promises to her. I don't want to let her down." She said seriously sad about the whole thing.
"She loves you Summer. You won't be letting her down I'll explain it to her, this is no one's fault. And besides she'll get over it when I take her to the petting zoo and buy her everything she asks for. She will want to tell you everything about it when we come back."
"I get so little time with her." She said on the verge of tears. "And I also wanted to see the happiness in her face when she sees the ponies. I know that'll she love them just like I did when I was little and my dad took me to see them."
"I promise I'll take a picture of everything that happens, or even better I'll record it so we can watch it later. It'll really be okay." He said while grabbing her hand, wishing for his own sake that she had gotten over the whole don't touch me ordeal.
He was glad to see that she had when she got closer to him and placed his arms around her, as if trying to tell him that it was okay to hug her. He did just that and she buried her head on his chest. He felt so sad when he felt the tears that were starting to wet his shirt.
He was laying in bed with Summer cuddling up to him, neither of them saying anything just enjoying each other. They had been together for a little over three months, and their dynamic was pretty much him picking her up after work and having dinner in either one of their apartments, staying over, having breakfast together the next morning and then her going to work. After that he would get back to his apartment and do some writing. He thought about her all day and he pretty much counted the minutes for him to go pick her up. The weekends were spent going out on dates and just getting to know one another. It was safe to say that since their first kiss they had spent every possible time together except for some Fridays when she hadn't been able to see him.
"Hey I'm hungry". She said with a sleepy voice.
"I thought you were sleeping."
"You know I'm more of an eater than a sleeper after sex." She said getting closer to him for warmth.
"How could I've forgotten?" He laughed. "So what does my girl want that her boy can get her?"
"Ummm…. Pancakes!" She sounded so excited about the concept that he couldn't refuse to get up and go to the kitchen even if it required him having to cook.
"Okay, I'll go make some, do you want to keep me company." He said trying to pull her up with him.
"Do you mind if I stay here? I might have the strength to eat, but that is about it."
He couldn't help but laugh again. "Okay, I'll just bring it up here when they're ready. I do believe I owe you at least a couple of breakfasts in bed since you're always making them for me. Even if now isn't really breakfast time, but you could let that slide by, can't you?"
"Of course I can" She smiled from her place on the bed. "Kiss!"
He came back to her and gave her a peck on the lips before going to the kitchen to get her food.
While he was putting the pancakes on the plate, he noticed that there was a calendar book behind the toaster. He picked it up and started flipping through the pages, he saw that it had nothing written on it more than a smiley face every Friday, every two weeks. He also realized that it was on the Fridays and the subsequent Saturday mornings that Summer said she had being too busy to see him for different reasons. He found the whole thing kind of weird so he put it in his pocket's robe to ask her about it. He then took the tray with the pancakes and some juice up to her room.
Her eyes lit up when she saw him at the frame of her door. He stopped, stared at her and said "You look beautiful."
"Thank you sweetie, you look handsome too, but I'm starving so can you bring that to me?" He always did this; he would just stop anything he was doing to tell her she looked beautiful or that she was amazing, or any other compliment he felt at the moment. She was used to it by now, but she still loved that he did it at the most random moments without expecting anything out of it.
He gave her the tray and sat on his side of the bed. She was starting to cut her pancakes when she noticed him take something out of his pocket.
"What's that?"
He handed her the book "I found it behind the toaster and I noticed that you only have some Fridays marked with a smiley face. What's that about?"
She immediately took it away from him and put her in the drawer next to her. "It's nothing, I don't even use it."
He wasn't so convinced with the answer, and there was also the fact that it was marked on the same days that they hadn't seen each other. "I also noticed that those were the exact same Fridays that you were busy, how come? Were you so happy that you didn't see me that you had to mark it on a calendar?" He sounded a little disappointed thinking that this was all about him.
"God no! Why would you think that?" She said sincerely. "If you really want to know it's my period calendar. I use it to mark my periods, because I'm always forgetting about them." She realized it sounded completely stupid, but she hoped that the word period would get him to drop the issue.
"Oh…ok" He looked down at her plate and realized that he left the syrup in the kitchen. "I'll go get your syrup, you can't eat them without it."
He came back and poured some of it on her pancakes. "Thanks" Summer started eating feeling relieved that he had dropped the calendar thing, but then realized he was staring into space with a puzzled look.
"You want some?" She said pointing to her pancakes, but when he didn't answer she ran her hand through his hair to get him back into reality. "What is it baby?"
"It's just… I know I'm not an expert or a woman for that matter, but don't you guys get your period once a month not twice?"
"Yeah we do." She got back to her pancakes hoping he would stop the questioning.
"Then you lied about the calendar. What is it that you won't tell me?"
"Maybe I don't want to tell you about it." She got up with her half eaten pancakes sounding annoyed and walked to the kitchen.
Seth followed her and saw her angrily throw away the rest of the pancakes and put the dishes in the sink. She then walked back to the bedroom and got under the covers. Seth followed her like a puppy too afraid to say or do anything. This was the first time she had gotten angry at him, and he was pretty sure it was his fault even if he didn't mean to get her upset.
He climbed in beside her, and she started silently crying with her eyes glued to the ceiling.
"Summer" He was trying to get her attention, but she wouldn't move. "Summer come on look at me."
She finally turned to him and he said "What is it? You can tell me."
She shook her head and continued crying "I want you to know that you can trust me, and you don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to. But I thought that we had gotten to a point where you would want to tell me what is on your mind especially now when I don't know what is it that is making you cry."
"I do want to tell you stuff, but I'm scared." She said almost in a whisper.
"Scared of what?"
"I'm scared that you won't want to be with me anymore, that you'll leave me. I love what we have and I'm afraid it might end if I tell you this." She was still crying, but now it wasn't so sad it was more of an anxious crying.
"I don't think there is anything that you can tell me that would make me go away. For me to leave you, you would have to physically kick me out of your apartment and I know you can't do that because even if you want to believe it you're not that strong." He was trying to lighten the mood.
She laughed through her tears and said "As if Cohen you are way weaker than me, I could kick you out any time in a second."
"I rather you wouldn't try." He smiled and gave her a reassuring look. "Can't you just tell me?"
"Okay, but you have to promise you won't freak out?" She had stopped crying and was wiping away her tears with her hands.
Seth took both of her hands away from her face and kissed away the rest of her tears. "I promise I'll be the most understanding boyfriend in the world."
She seemed hesitant, but then out of nowhere she blurted out "I have a daughter."
After a while he heard her mumble "I miss her so much".
"I miss her too honey, but we could try to do something about it." He had always wanted to do something about it, but Summer would always refuse and as he predicted this time would be no different.
"We can't, I don't want Olive to be trapped in the middle of something like this. She'll get hurt and even more confused than she already is." She was talking against him and wouldn't look up at him.
"Okay, but you have to know that if you decide to do something, I'll be right beside you."
"I never doubted it." She looked up at him and laid a kiss on his chin. He returned the favor by kissing her forehead and pulling her impossibly closer.