Crave
Wow. Sorry for the slow update. As fanfic goes, this I found the easiest to write, I love writing Summer and Ryan. However this chapter was the hardest - but, you'll all be please to know I have the next chapter written already so I will post that in a few days! So there's the one to follow this, one after that and an epilogue and we're done! :)
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By the time Marissa and Summer arrived at the beach house the party was in full swing, they stumbled out of the car and up the driveway squeezing past all the other cars.
They quickly heard rumours of a fight starting out the back of the house - on the beach. Shooting one another a look of fear and uncertainty the girls followed the crowds around the side of the house.
When they came around the corner all they were able to see was a big crowd who were yelling and cheering in drunken excitement.
Marissa thought she heard Trey yell over the noise - cheering Ryan, she swallowed, taking Summer's hand as they approached, she felt guilty for a minute - she suggested earlier that day that she and Trey should do something that evening, but he had blown her off with some mysterious 'plans', she had been pissed at him. Now though, she felt a strange sense of pride, he was there for his brother, for Summer's honour for her best friend.
As they neared Summer released Marissa's hand and Marissa watched as the small brunette began to push her way through the crowd to get to the front to see the fight.
Marissa quickly followed and as the two reached the front they gasped at the sight.
Both had seen Ryan fight before, there was no surprise that he had got the upper hand at some point - although it appeared he didn't get away totally scott free by the bloody nose he was sporting.
What was shocking was Ryan had Volchok pinned to the floor and was punching him repeatedly, blood splattering everywhere punch after punch.
Summer disgusted by the blood and fearful of the relentless ease to which Ryan was pounding into the guy; she stepped forward to put a stop to it all.
Seth got there first.
He grabbed Ryan's fist, stopping him from making the next hit, "Ryan, man, it's time to stop," Seth said cautiously.
Slowly Ryan lowered his fist and looked up towards Seth, however his gaze slipped past his brothers and instead locked onto Summer's.
He looked away, ashamed for her to see him like that. He looked back to the bloodied mess that was Volchok, "go near her again," he growled, "and I will be back to finish this. Not in a public place and with no one to hold me back."
Ryan pulled himself to stand with help from Seth and then looked back to Summer, "Summer," he rasped.
Seth, not realising of Summer's and Marissa's presence behind him, swung an arm around Ryan to steady him, "sure, man. Let's got get you cleaned up then I'll take you to go see her."
Ryan shook his head and gestured in Summer's direction, Seth turned and saw the brunette, "oh, Summer, hey," he said surprised, he looked back at Ryan, "maybe we won't get you cleaned up," he muttered under his breath.
Volchok coughed and spluttered at this moment as he pulled himself up to a sitting position; this caused Summer's attention to draw onto him and slowly she approached him.
Feeling a presence stood over him, Volchok looked up, seeing Summer he winced, "shit girl, I'm sorry."
Summer was stony faced, "sorry's not gonna cut it."
"Look, I was high - " he began, fighting for a chance to redeem himself.
"Were you also high when you were bragging about sleeping with me to your friends?" she swallowed, "about having my panties as some sick trophy?"
Volchok went to respond but just ended up coughing up more blood.
Summer looked around her, the crowd was still there, but they were no longer cheering in drunken excitement about the fight, the Chino guys were no longer having to hold back Volchok's friends; everyone was eerily quiet and all eyes were on her.
She held her head up high and spoke louder, addressing the crowd, "this man, Kevin Volchok, has been telling you all he slept with me at a party - I'm Summer Roberts, you might have heard the story?" She waited a beat, as if she wanted a response, "well let me guess did it go a little like this - drunken girl, drunken guy? Resulting in sex?"
She looked back down at Volchok at her feet, "only that's not how it happened, is it Volchok? Sober girl, high as a kite guy - apparently," she sneered at Volchok, then looked back up into the crowd, "resulting in rape." She spat the word.
Gasps echoed around the crowd.
Summer swallowed, "I didn't report it - I was scared and ashamed. But weeks have passed and I am stronger now. I may not have reported it, but I would never forgive myself if I didn't send out a warning to other girls about this man. He is the one that should be ashamed. Spread the word ladies, stay away from him."
She quickly resumed her position at Marissa's gave her a quick embrace for support, but Summer shrugged it off, if they did this now she'd end up a crying mess, and she wanted to leave with her head held high.
Marissa simply took her hand as Ryan and Seth moved to leave.
People parted to make way for them, Seth looked like he was practically dragging Ryan and both girls wondered what the fight had been like at the start for Ryan to be in such bad shape. Summer and Marissa followed their heads held high and the other Chino boys trailed behind.
Summer took one last look at the pathetic man they left on the floor and frowned to see Trey on his knees whispering to him, some last threats she assumed.
When they reached Marissa's car, Marissa had to practically man handle Summer to get her in and strap her seat belt for her, the brunette having gone into some sort of daze.
Ryan made Seth stop by the car as the girls got in, "you guys gonna be OK?"
"I think we should be asking you that," Marissa grimaced, casting an eye over some of Ryan's visible injures.
"I'll be fine, I've been worse," Ryan shrugged Seth off him and hung on to the car door, trying to get Summer's attention through the car window, "I'm really proud of you Sum. What you said took courage."
Marissa was climbing into the driver's seat, and Ryan looked at her worried, "you OK to drive?"
The realisation of his question - that he thought her too drunk to drive, hit Marissa and she sighed and leaned back in her seat with a sigh, "probably not."
Ryan turned to Seth, "drive them to Summer's," Seth went to protest but Ryan kept on talking for once, "take them home Seth, I'll get one of the boys to follow you and bring you back to Trey's so we can regroup."
"Regroup?" Summer asked, finally coming out of her haze, "you mean," she gave him a small smile, "hide out and patch yourself up before Sandy and Kirsten can see what you've done to yourself?"
Ryan gave her a small smile back, "you know me so well... I also want a beer to two to numb the pain, and I think I owe the guys a few for what they did for me tonight."
"What they did for me, you mean," Summer paled, "thank god no one had a gun or a knife - you all risked your lives for silly ol me..."
"Hey," Ryan began gently, "they're from Chino, I'm from Chino..." he shrugged, "what's a Saturday night without a fight... Nothing bad happened," he reached in the car and tapped her nose with his finger affectionately, "deal with it."
Trey took Seth's place at Ryan's side as Marissa got in the back of the car and Seth jumped in and started the engine.
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