Summer's room was shrouded in silence. The three people in it frozen. Ryan lying on the bed in a wifebeater and jeans. Seth facing Summer his expression blank. Summer standing in the middle of the room in her nightdress. Ryan could tell Seth was jumping to conclusions.
"Seth nothing happened I swear." Ryan broke the silence.
Seth's mouth opened but nothing came out, his expression stunned. Finally he managed to speak, "If nothing happened why are you in her bed?"
Summer jumped in with, "He brought me home from the party, I was drunk."
Seth turned to look at her disgusted. He took in her rumpled hair, the mascara on her cheeks and the thin material of her nightdress. Turning back to Ryan he said, "You always did find the drunks irresistible."
As soon as the words were out his mouth Summer raised her right hand and slapped him across the face. He recovered and spat out, "Rage blackout honey."
The look in Summer's eyes turned to pure fury.
Ryan cautioned, "Summer,"
Summer gulped and said in a defiant tone, "Rage blackout I'll give you rage blackout," as she lunged at him. Summer batted at him with her fists whilst Ryan looked on amused. As much as this scene amused him he knew he had better end it or someone was going to get a black eye. He moved off the bed and headed towards the pair. "Summer come on stop it….Summer stop… please….SUMMER!" with that he grabbed her round the waist with one arm. She squirmed and punched him the eye.
"Oh my god Chino!" she squealed.
Ryan replied, "I'm fine." He couldn't believe it she was deceptively strong.
"Well that's alright then," said Seth. Summer turned to face Seth, "He was there when I needed someone. You weren't. So if you could just leave because right now I don't need you."