Alright… I'm gonna try writing a multi-chapter story. I was supposed to be writing a paper, but instead, this came out.
It's Seth/Summer
Obviously- I own nothing… OC belongs to FOX- song belongs to Something Corporate
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Summer walked out of her house, only to be greeted by sunlight
"Screw sunlight. I want it to storm. It'll match my mood," Summer said, while getting into her car.
You see, she had made a mistake. A big mistake. And now, she didn't know what to do. And, obviously, the beautiful sunlight wasn't helping her situation. Sunlight was good when you are happy. Summer isn't happy. She just wants to go back to her room, crawl into her bed, and go to sleep. She really doesn't want to wake up from that sleep either.
She is pissed. Not at anyone else but herself. She was the one who fucked up. Last night, she had thought about trying to explain herself, but there wasn't anything she could do. She had said what she said, and there was no taking it back.
But she is still pissed.
And now, she had to go to school. That made her more pissed. School used to be her only sanctuary from her home life. But now, her home was her sanctuary away from school.
Because Seth wasn't at her house.
Summer's drive to school wasn't bad, not too much traffic, and she had found an alternate route that wouldn't take her near his house.
Not that she was avoiding him or anything.
All Summer wanted to do was go to school, get through school, and talk to Marissa. She would have the answer to the problem. Hopefully.
Summer made it through her first three classes- no problem. But when she walked into French- she was screwed.
She had forgotten that Seth would be there.
He didn't look up when she walked in, and he hadn't sat in his 'normal' seat.
You see, normally Summer would sit next to him, and they would make jokes to each other in French. But today, today was different. There would be no jokes. There would be no stolen looks during lectures.
There would only be silence.
And it was all Summer's fault.
It has been five months since that fateful day on the yacht. It has been four months since Summer had begun to date Seth.
Those four months were blissful. They argued playfully, and they made each other extremely happy. But then, last week, Summer screwed up.
She thought she and Seth were getting too serious. She didn't want to end up like her parents. So, she did the only thing she could do. She broke up with Seth.
She didn't explain her reasons to him, she didn't want to. She just told him she wanted to be friends.
Seth was crushed. He had what he had always wanted, up until that point. Then Summer just takes it all away from him. Without any warning, she leaves Seth out in the cold.
Now, Summer is regretting it. For the past week, she has been more miserable than she has ever been in her life. She doesn't know how to fix it either. Seth won't talk to her, look at her, or even be near her. So what can see do?
That is where Marissa comes in. Marissa. The voice of reason. The girl-next-door who has all the answers. She and Chino (Sorry, Ryan) never had these problems.
Summer shook all the thoughts about of her head. She glanced at Seth. He was still looking straight ahead, ignoring her.
If he were to look back, he would see the tears forming. But he never moved his head. Not once. He just stared.
Summer let out a small cry. No one heard. A tear began to fall down her cheek, but she wiped it away before anyone could notice.
She couldn't sit in this class. She couldn't stay in the same room with Seth unless he would talk to her.
She grabbed her books, and ran out of the classroom. She heard something drop, but she refused to turn around to pick it up. She didn't care anymore. She just needed to get out.
But, what she dropped was quite important, at least to her, and to Seth.
It was a book that they had made together. It held songs that reminded them of each other, pictures of the two of them, and notes they had written back and forth.
Seth saw the book, and carefully picked it up. He looked up to see if the teacher was still gone, since she had run after Summer when she had run out. Yeah, she was still gone.
Seth flipped the book open. There, on the last page, was something Seth didn't remember. It was lyrics to a song he'd never read before.
If you ran to the end of the earth
I would catch you and you would be safe
if you fell down a well
I would bring you a rope and take all of your pain
all the pain, all the pain
that you hide from me everyday
if you're missing I will run away
I will build a path to you
if you're missing I will run away
just to find myself in you
if I woke up alone I won't stop till I'll find you and you are with me
cause by now, I know you better than you know yourself
and I know what you really need
He read it carefully, not knowing what to think.
It was obviously new, since he hadn't seen it before. But Seth was confused. Why would she put this song in their book if she didn't want to date him anymore?
Seth wanted some answers.
He shut the book, grabbed his others, and left the classroom.
On his way out, he ran into his French teacher.
"Seth? Where are you going?" She asked, looking strangely at him.
"Oh, I um…" She shot him a look, "Est-que je peux alle ou le WC, s'il vous plait?"
"Oui." She said, going back into the classroom.
Seth had forgotten that his French teacher expected everyone to answer everything in French. Even if they weren't in class.
Seth walked to his locker, threw everything, but the book Summer had dropped, into it. Then began to walk down the hallway.
'If I were Summer, where would I go?' He thought, looking through windows to other parts of the school. He stopped suddenly, knowing very well where she went.
They used to go there all the time when they were dating. It was their 'spot.' It was in the quad, near one of the largest oak trees on campus. There was a bench that they used to meet at every morning.
Seth almost ran all the way there, but then remembered that he shouldn't run, because it'll make him seem desperate, which at that moment, he was.
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Summer was sitting on the bench, panicking. Her book was gone.
Well, it wasn't her book; it had been her and Seth's book. But, nevertheless, it was gone.
She loved that book. She had looked at it everyday since she broke up with him. And now, it was lost forever.
"It'll probably find it's way into Holly's greedy little paws. And then she'll burn the damn thing." Summer said, out loud, to no on in particular.
"Summer!" She heard a familiar voice call. She looked up. Seth was on the other side of the quad. Just standing there. Looking at her.
"Seth," She replied, in a voice that wasn't any louder than a whisper.
Seth began to walk to her; his breathing was becoming strangely spaced. He began to feel the same confusion he had felt on the yacht.
"Summer, what is this?" Seth asked, handing her the book, open to the page with the new song.
"I found that song yesterday, and it reminded me of you," Summer looked down, after closing the book.
"Seth, I'm sorry," She looked into his eyes. He began to say something, but she put her hand over his mouth to stop him from saying anything.
"Don't say anything, I'm just stupid. I just need to explain myself to you, then you can say whatever you need to say, or you can never speak to me again. It's your choice."
Seth nodded, and kept his mouth shut. Summer removed her hand, and turned away, as she began.
"Well, I just… I was scared. Not of losing you at that point, but of screwing stuff up. Which I guess I did anyway. But that's not the point. I was afraid that we would turn out how my parents turned out. You did nothing wrong. You treated me in a way I've never been treated before. You saw the real me," Summer turn around to look at Seth.
His mouth was slightly open, and he was just looking at her.
"Seth, I love you. I just wanted you to know that. I'm sorry I never said it before. But I was scared. But now, I know now that I don't want to live without you. I don't want to be broken up with you… Wow Cohen, the roles really have reversed." Summer smiled slightly, "Normally you'd be the one doing all the talking, and I'd be the one staring silently."
Seth just nodded, then looked away.
Summer knew he was thinking something. But she didn't know what.
After a few minutes of silence, Summer picked up her books, smiled, and said, "Goodbye Cohen. I'm sorry. If you want to talk to me later, I'll be around."
She kissed him on the cheek, and walked away.
Seth didn't know what to think. First she had broken up with him, and then she had told him she loved him. He was a little confused.
As for Summer, she was walking away, with tears streaming down her face.
'What did you expect?' She asked herself, 'for him to just forgive you and forget that anything happened? You broke his god damn heart."
Summer got into her car, and then just let go. She couldn't hold the sobs in anymore. She hunched over the steering wheel, and just cried. She hated to cry, especially over a guy, but this was the worst.
She hated showing her feelings, and the fact that she had made herself have to feel this pain made her even more upset.
So she just cried.
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Please review!!! Should I continue? Or just let it go???