Title - Home
Rating - I suck at this. PG maybe.
Disclaimer - Unfortunately, the OC does not belong to me. However if it did, it wouldn't be the OC
Summary - Completely AU. Seth and Summer make their individual ways back to Newport after 8 years only to find that some things never change.
Genre - Romance/Angst
A/N - all reviews are much appreciated....
Chapter 2 -Secrets
Seth didn't know how he got home. He remembered driving, a couple of not so polite comments about his driving and a few fingers flipped at him. He didn't care. She was back. This he cared about. She had a child. A daughter who didn't look like her. This he really cared about. His knuckles turned white as he gripped the handle on the front door. He pictured a blonde man with blue eyes leaning over Summer.
Dammnit. Of course there would have been men. He hoped they had made her happy. There had been women in his life too. They had made him happy. For a while. He had never imagined marrying any one of them. Having a child with any one of them. That was reserved for..
This was pointless. She was home and she had a child. End of story. A lifetime of dreams, all gone, just like that. He should just go on. He always had his master plan, he thought grimly as he walked through the front door.
"Hey honey," mouthed Kirsten as she continued to pretend to listen to someone on the phone. He raised a tired hand. He just wanted to lie down.
All of Kirsten's maternal instincts kicked into high gear. "Uhm..Carol can I call you back? Yes, I know what happened with Mary Ann is important. I'll call you back in an hour. Yes, then you can tell me about Marcie too. Of course, Kathy as well. I always wait in breathless anticipation for news about Kathy. Goodbye now."
Kirsten looked at her son's drawn face and closed eyes as he leaned gracelessly against the front door. "You saw her," she said quietly. His eyes flew open.
"What?"
"Summer...you saw her?"
"You knew? You knew!! Mom!"
"Seth, honey..I.."
"No Mom, don't honey me. Not now." His eyes were flashing now. He didn't seem to know what to do with his hands. He ran them through his hair, something he had obviously done several times in the past hour judging by the state of the mop on his head.
"Did you share a table with her and her precious husband at some fake high society do?" he spat out. He had never spoken to his Mother like this before but he was past caring.
" Did you make googly eyes at their angelic cherub while reminiscing about the fun times we all had together. Thanksgiving 2003 maybe? Wasn't that just hilarious, Mom or are your memories still slightly addled by the fact that you were drunk out of your mind. Tijuana then? Did you share a good laugh about TJ?"
" Seth. Seth! What are you talking about? Husband, cherubs, parties? I saw her at the Crab Shack when I went to pick up some food. She was alone. We've seen each other around after that. She asked about you but said nothing about herself. It was awkward. Every time I saw her, I vowed that I would tell you. I even had my speech all written out. But it was never the right time and I always lost my nerve," Kirsten concluded sadly
He collapsed on the sofa; head down in defeat. Kirsten went up to him. She cupped his chin and saw his eyes, wet with unshed tears. "She's changed. There's something not right, Seth. I don't know what it is. She hasn't been out. Not even once in the two months that she's been back. Her stepmother shows up at all the parties but won't say a word about her. Julie said that Marissa had called her but her stepmother pretended not to know where she was, then amended the story to say, she was out. I haven't seen a husband or a child. I've barely seen her."
"I saw her. At the beach. She had a child. A little girl. She was beautiful. The child was beautiful too. It was like she had never left. Except now she has a family." Each word was wrenched from him. A solitary tear ran down his cheek.
"This is not the way it was supposed to be." His voice broke on the last word and his face crumpled.
Kirsten just held him. She didn't know what to do. Her mind reeled from all that Seth had said and her heart ached for him. The sound of the phone cut through the air, jarring both Seth and Kirsten. She smiled gently as she looked at the number.
"Maybe this will help."
Rating - I suck at this. PG maybe.
Disclaimer - Unfortunately, the OC does not belong to me. However if it did, it wouldn't be the OC
Summary - Completely AU. Seth and Summer make their individual ways back to Newport after 8 years only to find that some things never change.
Genre - Romance/Angst
A/N - all reviews are much appreciated....
Chapter 2 -Secrets
Seth didn't know how he got home. He remembered driving, a couple of not so polite comments about his driving and a few fingers flipped at him. He didn't care. She was back. This he cared about. She had a child. A daughter who didn't look like her. This he really cared about. His knuckles turned white as he gripped the handle on the front door. He pictured a blonde man with blue eyes leaning over Summer.
Dammnit. Of course there would have been men. He hoped they had made her happy. There had been women in his life too. They had made him happy. For a while. He had never imagined marrying any one of them. Having a child with any one of them. That was reserved for..
This was pointless. She was home and she had a child. End of story. A lifetime of dreams, all gone, just like that. He should just go on. He always had his master plan, he thought grimly as he walked through the front door.
"Hey honey," mouthed Kirsten as she continued to pretend to listen to someone on the phone. He raised a tired hand. He just wanted to lie down.
All of Kirsten's maternal instincts kicked into high gear. "Uhm..Carol can I call you back? Yes, I know what happened with Mary Ann is important. I'll call you back in an hour. Yes, then you can tell me about Marcie too. Of course, Kathy as well. I always wait in breathless anticipation for news about Kathy. Goodbye now."
Kirsten looked at her son's drawn face and closed eyes as he leaned gracelessly against the front door. "You saw her," she said quietly. His eyes flew open.
"What?"
"Summer...you saw her?"
"You knew? You knew!! Mom!"
"Seth, honey..I.."
"No Mom, don't honey me. Not now." His eyes were flashing now. He didn't seem to know what to do with his hands. He ran them through his hair, something he had obviously done several times in the past hour judging by the state of the mop on his head.
"Did you share a table with her and her precious husband at some fake high society do?" he spat out. He had never spoken to his Mother like this before but he was past caring.
" Did you make googly eyes at their angelic cherub while reminiscing about the fun times we all had together. Thanksgiving 2003 maybe? Wasn't that just hilarious, Mom or are your memories still slightly addled by the fact that you were drunk out of your mind. Tijuana then? Did you share a good laugh about TJ?"
" Seth. Seth! What are you talking about? Husband, cherubs, parties? I saw her at the Crab Shack when I went to pick up some food. She was alone. We've seen each other around after that. She asked about you but said nothing about herself. It was awkward. Every time I saw her, I vowed that I would tell you. I even had my speech all written out. But it was never the right time and I always lost my nerve," Kirsten concluded sadly
He collapsed on the sofa; head down in defeat. Kirsten went up to him. She cupped his chin and saw his eyes, wet with unshed tears. "She's changed. There's something not right, Seth. I don't know what it is. She hasn't been out. Not even once in the two months that she's been back. Her stepmother shows up at all the parties but won't say a word about her. Julie said that Marissa had called her but her stepmother pretended not to know where she was, then amended the story to say, she was out. I haven't seen a husband or a child. I've barely seen her."
"I saw her. At the beach. She had a child. A little girl. She was beautiful. The child was beautiful too. It was like she had never left. Except now she has a family." Each word was wrenched from him. A solitary tear ran down his cheek.
"This is not the way it was supposed to be." His voice broke on the last word and his face crumpled.
Kirsten just held him. She didn't know what to do. Her mind reeled from all that Seth had said and her heart ached for him. The sound of the phone cut through the air, jarring both Seth and Kirsten. She smiled gently as she looked at the number.
"Maybe this will help."