Seth looked down at Allison who was still sitting on the floor with her
back to the fridge. She glared icy cold stares at him, which he would
normally be used to, seeing Summer used to do that whenever he saw her in
the hall, but Allison's stares were like ten of Summer's, with like super
powers. "You're going to have to talk to him eventually without being that
sarcastic." He stated looking out to the pool house where Ryan was blowing
off some steam. Actually, it looked more like one of Summer's rage
blackouts, but whatever.
"I don't need your advice right now Seth. I'm fine, it's Ryan, he's a jerk and we all know it." Allison spat, getting up off the floor and staring Seth in the eyes. She shook her head and snorted. "If only you have seen him before. You wouldn't think he was all that great."
Seth bit his lip as Allison stormed out of the kitchen and up the stairs to her room.
"Seth you ok?"
Seth looked up from his corn pops to his mother's face. He pushed his bowl away and shrugged. "Yeah I'm fine."
Kirsten half smiled. "I know this is going to be hard, especially on Allison, but we are just going to be there for her." She whispered and poured herself a cup of coffee.
Seth nodded as he got up from the stool. If only his mom really knew what was going on.
Marissa walked up to the pool house. It didn't look as welcoming as it usually did. For one thing, the blinds were completely closed. This was California, the sun always shone and the only reason why people bought blinds was for decoration. Since when did Ryan ever close the blinds? She quietly tapped on the glass door and opened it silently. "Ryan? Ryan, are you in here?" she asked of no one in particular. She shrugged and walked to the windows and began opening the blinds letting the Californian sun stream into the dark room.
The bathroom door swung open and Ryan opened the door, his blond hair dripping. "Hey Marissa."
Marissa jumped and spun around. "You scared me." She grinned but her smile was soon wiped away, realizing Ryan's smirk wasn't there to welcome her as usual. She shifted uncomfortably, which was a first; the only time she was uncomfortable around Ryan was when they were angry at each other. She cleared her throat. "What's with the blinds?"
Ryan shrugged and walked to one of the couched and collapsed. "I didn't want to see the house."
Marissa frowned and walked to another window. "Oh, did you and Seth get into a fight or something? Do you want to talk about it?"
"No and no."
Marissa swallowed. Ryan was really moody and he was usually quiet but never this short with her. "Ok, do you want to do something today? I was supposed to be meeting Summer, but she has a major hangover from last night, so I was thinking you, me, Seth and All . . ."
Ryan shot her a look stopping her in her tracks.
"Ok, spill. Something is up and I can't deal with you being an ass about it all day. So tell me or I can go." Marissa said putting her hands on her hips.
Ryan got up and walked out of the pool house leaving her standing there. Marissa rolled her eyes. "That went perfect."
Seth began looking through old copies of Legion. Ryan was still trapped in the pool house as far as he knew, and Allison had yelled through the house that she was out running again. Normally, he might have gone with her on his skateboard but he was pretty tired and the look on her face as she slammed the front door basically screamed 'follow me and die'.
Three taps on his door interrupted his scanning of the graphic novels in front of him. His eyes went to the door where Marissa stood leaning against his doorframe. "Hey." He frowned.
Marissa's eyes were red and puffy. She had been crying and he definitely wasn't the person she went to when she began crying, that was Ryan or Summer's job. Seth could never deal with a girl crying. It always made him feel bad himself, that's why he never liked games when it came to love, someone would either end up hurt or crying. She licked her chapped lips that curved into a small smile. "Hey." She whispered back.
Seth couldn't stand watching her hide her emotions like that. Maybe it was being so damn close to his mom. Those stupid chick flicks she made him or his dad watch ever so often. All that touchy feely, I love you; let's be together forever no matter what everyone else says, crap.
"It's Ryan." She sniffed as she walked over to his bed and collapsed. Her head fell into her hands. "He won't tell me anything anymore."
Seth shook his head and sat beside her; patting her back. He had never been in his situation. "It's not you. Ryan is having some major disagreement with his sister." He explained.
Marissa sighed exasperated. "Yeah, but I want to help him. I have a sister; I know what it's like."
Seth laughed. "No, you don't. Caitlyn, compared to Allison, is an angel. I think they have to sort this out themselves."
"What are you talking about? Caitlyn isn't an angel. And I could help, I understand girls, seeing I am one." Marissa said looking over at Seth.
Seth rolled his eyes. "Allison, in Ryan's eyes right now, is like the spawn of Satan. Besides, I don't think he sees Ally as a girl. More like a . . ." Seth looked into space searching for a word. "I don't know, but he probably thinks no one could possibly understand what is going through her head right now, because he doesn't get it."
"When do you think they will be okay again?" Marissa said wiping her eyes.
Seth's eyes widened. "At this rate, I would say about . . . six months to three years."
Allison stormed into the house completely soaked to the bone. Her mood matched the rainstorm outside. Her arms wrapped around her body in hopes of keeping herself warm but it was no use.
Seth trudged down the stairs and looked down at her, refusing to make a noise. He immediately ran back to his room as she turned towards the stairs. He was going to avoid another verbal confrontation with her at all costs, but he as still wanted to know what she was doing.
Silently he edged to her door knowing that it didn't stay shut properly and looked in. She sat on the bed and was holding a phone in her hands. She was contemplating calling someone, like against her better judgment. She shook her head and got up.
"Seth." She said dropping the phone onto her bed. "I know you're there."
Rain poured down around him as Ryan ran down the streets. It was going to take another half hour before he actually got back to the Cohen's house. He slowed down and shook his head. Allison and him were supposed to be the closest siblings ever. So why the hell did they have to fight so often.
The noise of a car behind him made his head turn. The black truck slowed beside him and the window was rolled down. Ryan shivered as a raindrop ran down his neck.
Luke eyes scanned him as if he were trying to read his mind. "Get in."
Normally Ryan would have told him to keep driving but these were special circumstances. He was cold, wet and angry which right now wasn't helping much. He nodded and hopped into it. This was the second time Luke picked him up off the side of the road. He was hoping this wouldn't become a habit.
Seconds ticked away like hours and the silence of the truck didn't help any. Luke's knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel tightly. "What were you doing out there?" Luke finally asked getting one of his hands off the steering wheel; his eyes darted from the road to Ryan.
Ryan shook his head. "Sister problems; you wouldn't understand."
"You think you know everything about me Chino?" Luke spat his eyes darting back to the road. "I have a sister; she's in Maine right now, boarding school."
"Oh."
Luke shrugged. "What kind of problems?"
Ryan scoffed. "Now you wouldn't understand. My sister wants to go back to Chino to visit some of our old friends."
They quickly pulled into the Cohen's driveway. "You got me there Atwood. But sometimes you can't tell your siblings what to do; they have to make their own mistakes."
Ryan got out of the truck and looked back at Luke. "I can't let her make my mistakes."
Kirsten smiled as Ryan ran from the pool house to the main house. It was odd how stormy it was right now. He acknowledged her presence with a nod as he walked into the kitchen. "Feeling any better after your walk?" She flipped the page to her newspaper
Ryan rolled his eyes. "No. How was Allison?"
Kirsten shrugged. "Not too good I think. She walked in, went to her room, came down here made a quick call and said she was going to her new friend's house. Chris or Curtis or something; said he lived just outside of Newport."
Ryan shrugged and walked to the fridge. He reached in and stopped in his tracks. "You mean Kurt?" He asked calmly.
Kirsten nodded. "Yes that's it. You know him?"
Ryan swallowed the nervous lump in this throat. "Kind of . . . where's Seth?"
Kirsten continued reading her paper. "Upstairs I think."
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A/N: Ok, that was really hard to write so it's probably really crappy. As I said before I won't write anymore ages until I'm absolutely sure how old Ryan is so . . . SORRY ABOUT THAT!! My bad!
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"I don't need your advice right now Seth. I'm fine, it's Ryan, he's a jerk and we all know it." Allison spat, getting up off the floor and staring Seth in the eyes. She shook her head and snorted. "If only you have seen him before. You wouldn't think he was all that great."
Seth bit his lip as Allison stormed out of the kitchen and up the stairs to her room.
"Seth you ok?"
Seth looked up from his corn pops to his mother's face. He pushed his bowl away and shrugged. "Yeah I'm fine."
Kirsten half smiled. "I know this is going to be hard, especially on Allison, but we are just going to be there for her." She whispered and poured herself a cup of coffee.
Seth nodded as he got up from the stool. If only his mom really knew what was going on.
Marissa walked up to the pool house. It didn't look as welcoming as it usually did. For one thing, the blinds were completely closed. This was California, the sun always shone and the only reason why people bought blinds was for decoration. Since when did Ryan ever close the blinds? She quietly tapped on the glass door and opened it silently. "Ryan? Ryan, are you in here?" she asked of no one in particular. She shrugged and walked to the windows and began opening the blinds letting the Californian sun stream into the dark room.
The bathroom door swung open and Ryan opened the door, his blond hair dripping. "Hey Marissa."
Marissa jumped and spun around. "You scared me." She grinned but her smile was soon wiped away, realizing Ryan's smirk wasn't there to welcome her as usual. She shifted uncomfortably, which was a first; the only time she was uncomfortable around Ryan was when they were angry at each other. She cleared her throat. "What's with the blinds?"
Ryan shrugged and walked to one of the couched and collapsed. "I didn't want to see the house."
Marissa frowned and walked to another window. "Oh, did you and Seth get into a fight or something? Do you want to talk about it?"
"No and no."
Marissa swallowed. Ryan was really moody and he was usually quiet but never this short with her. "Ok, do you want to do something today? I was supposed to be meeting Summer, but she has a major hangover from last night, so I was thinking you, me, Seth and All . . ."
Ryan shot her a look stopping her in her tracks.
"Ok, spill. Something is up and I can't deal with you being an ass about it all day. So tell me or I can go." Marissa said putting her hands on her hips.
Ryan got up and walked out of the pool house leaving her standing there. Marissa rolled her eyes. "That went perfect."
Seth began looking through old copies of Legion. Ryan was still trapped in the pool house as far as he knew, and Allison had yelled through the house that she was out running again. Normally, he might have gone with her on his skateboard but he was pretty tired and the look on her face as she slammed the front door basically screamed 'follow me and die'.
Three taps on his door interrupted his scanning of the graphic novels in front of him. His eyes went to the door where Marissa stood leaning against his doorframe. "Hey." He frowned.
Marissa's eyes were red and puffy. She had been crying and he definitely wasn't the person she went to when she began crying, that was Ryan or Summer's job. Seth could never deal with a girl crying. It always made him feel bad himself, that's why he never liked games when it came to love, someone would either end up hurt or crying. She licked her chapped lips that curved into a small smile. "Hey." She whispered back.
Seth couldn't stand watching her hide her emotions like that. Maybe it was being so damn close to his mom. Those stupid chick flicks she made him or his dad watch ever so often. All that touchy feely, I love you; let's be together forever no matter what everyone else says, crap.
"It's Ryan." She sniffed as she walked over to his bed and collapsed. Her head fell into her hands. "He won't tell me anything anymore."
Seth shook his head and sat beside her; patting her back. He had never been in his situation. "It's not you. Ryan is having some major disagreement with his sister." He explained.
Marissa sighed exasperated. "Yeah, but I want to help him. I have a sister; I know what it's like."
Seth laughed. "No, you don't. Caitlyn, compared to Allison, is an angel. I think they have to sort this out themselves."
"What are you talking about? Caitlyn isn't an angel. And I could help, I understand girls, seeing I am one." Marissa said looking over at Seth.
Seth rolled his eyes. "Allison, in Ryan's eyes right now, is like the spawn of Satan. Besides, I don't think he sees Ally as a girl. More like a . . ." Seth looked into space searching for a word. "I don't know, but he probably thinks no one could possibly understand what is going through her head right now, because he doesn't get it."
"When do you think they will be okay again?" Marissa said wiping her eyes.
Seth's eyes widened. "At this rate, I would say about . . . six months to three years."
Allison stormed into the house completely soaked to the bone. Her mood matched the rainstorm outside. Her arms wrapped around her body in hopes of keeping herself warm but it was no use.
Seth trudged down the stairs and looked down at her, refusing to make a noise. He immediately ran back to his room as she turned towards the stairs. He was going to avoid another verbal confrontation with her at all costs, but he as still wanted to know what she was doing.
Silently he edged to her door knowing that it didn't stay shut properly and looked in. She sat on the bed and was holding a phone in her hands. She was contemplating calling someone, like against her better judgment. She shook her head and got up.
"Seth." She said dropping the phone onto her bed. "I know you're there."
Rain poured down around him as Ryan ran down the streets. It was going to take another half hour before he actually got back to the Cohen's house. He slowed down and shook his head. Allison and him were supposed to be the closest siblings ever. So why the hell did they have to fight so often.
The noise of a car behind him made his head turn. The black truck slowed beside him and the window was rolled down. Ryan shivered as a raindrop ran down his neck.
Luke eyes scanned him as if he were trying to read his mind. "Get in."
Normally Ryan would have told him to keep driving but these were special circumstances. He was cold, wet and angry which right now wasn't helping much. He nodded and hopped into it. This was the second time Luke picked him up off the side of the road. He was hoping this wouldn't become a habit.
Seconds ticked away like hours and the silence of the truck didn't help any. Luke's knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel tightly. "What were you doing out there?" Luke finally asked getting one of his hands off the steering wheel; his eyes darted from the road to Ryan.
Ryan shook his head. "Sister problems; you wouldn't understand."
"You think you know everything about me Chino?" Luke spat his eyes darting back to the road. "I have a sister; she's in Maine right now, boarding school."
"Oh."
Luke shrugged. "What kind of problems?"
Ryan scoffed. "Now you wouldn't understand. My sister wants to go back to Chino to visit some of our old friends."
They quickly pulled into the Cohen's driveway. "You got me there Atwood. But sometimes you can't tell your siblings what to do; they have to make their own mistakes."
Ryan got out of the truck and looked back at Luke. "I can't let her make my mistakes."
Kirsten smiled as Ryan ran from the pool house to the main house. It was odd how stormy it was right now. He acknowledged her presence with a nod as he walked into the kitchen. "Feeling any better after your walk?" She flipped the page to her newspaper
Ryan rolled his eyes. "No. How was Allison?"
Kirsten shrugged. "Not too good I think. She walked in, went to her room, came down here made a quick call and said she was going to her new friend's house. Chris or Curtis or something; said he lived just outside of Newport."
Ryan shrugged and walked to the fridge. He reached in and stopped in his tracks. "You mean Kurt?" He asked calmly.
Kirsten nodded. "Yes that's it. You know him?"
Ryan swallowed the nervous lump in this throat. "Kind of . . . where's Seth?"
Kirsten continued reading her paper. "Upstairs I think."
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A/N: Ok, that was really hard to write so it's probably really crappy. As I said before I won't write anymore ages until I'm absolutely sure how old Ryan is so . . . SORRY ABOUT THAT!! My bad!
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~Toodles!!