Cleaning out the Past
Chapter 8
Disclaimer- I don't own anything
A/N- Sorry for not updating, I'm a figure skater and I had an out of town competition on the weekend so I didn't have the chance to write, so sorry!
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Seth had been up for awhile and had just been watching her sleep. He still could not believe after fifteen years of worshiping her from afar, she was asleep right next to him.
Check out time was 11:00am, and as of now it was 10:41.
Seth sighed and gently tapped Summer's shoulder. He wasn't exactly sure how she would react to being woken up.
After a couple seconds Summer began to stir. Seth let his hand drop down again as she rolled over to face him.
"Why did you wake me up?" Summer yawned, as she rubbed sleep out of her eyes.
"We have to check out in like seventeen minutes." He replied sitting up. Summer groaned and rolled back over into her pillow.
"I'm tired, it's too early!" She complained, her voice muffled from the white pillow stuffed into her face.
Seth let out a soft chuckle and shook her gently. "Sum, we have to get up, we'll get a $75 fine if were not out of her by eleven." Seth said as he felt around on the floor for his T-shirt. Retrieving it he pulled it over his head and climbed out of bed.
"Can't we stay another night?" Summer asked blinking back the light, as Seth opened the curtains.
"We've already missed Friday and today of school, my parents are already going to be pissed." Seth replied as he shoved Summer's clothes that were strewn across the room into her duffel bag.
Summer sat and stuck out her lower lip. "We didn't finish cleaning my moms apartment though." She answered.
"I promise, we can come back next weekend and do it." Seth said turning around and flinging a T-shirt at Summer.
"Thanks." She muttered as Seth announced he was going to go next door and get what was left of his belongings.
In the room beside Summer's Seth slid his card key into the slot and the green light flashed, unlocking the door.
Seth stepped in sighing. In just twenty-four hours he dumped Anna, and already had a new girl under his belt. He laughed to himself as he dumped his toothbrush into his bag and then his white shirt and jacket.
He'd decided on the T-shirt and black pants to wear home that day. It obviously looked horrible together, but since when did Seth Cohen care what he looked like? Summer must of really been rubbing off on him.
Seth did a quick look around the room making sure he had everything and then headed out the door, suitcase in one hand, keys in the other.
He softly knocked on Summer's door and she pushed the door open, she was still brushing her teeth so Seth sat down on the nicely made bed.
"Did you check your bible yet?" He hollered into the bathroom. Summer who seemed to have finished brushing her teeth, stepped out, hands on her hips.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Seth opened the bedside table and pulled out the bible.
"You have to check it for money, or notes, I found fifty bucks when I was ten." Seth explained flipping through. Around the middle he found an envelope.
"Yes!" He whispered as he opened it up carefully. Inside were three carefully folded twenty-dollar bills.
"God, Cohen, what are you seven?" Summer laughed as she came over to where Seth was checking out the bills to see whether they were real or not.
"Who cares, I have $60 to spend on whatever the hell I want." Seth replied pushing himself up.
The clock read 10:58 and Seth snapped out of his trance. "We have to go!" He announced swinging his bag back onto his shoulder. Summer nodded and picked up her purse and suitcase. They took one last glance around before leaving and heading downstairs.
Summer handed the keys to the receptionist and they headed out the door to the Range Rover.
Seth opened the trunk and plopped his bag down, followed by Summer's. They both climbed into their respectful seats and buckled their seatbelts.
Seth stopped at a coffee shop drive-thru on the way and picked up two coffees and a dozen donuts. And with that they headed onto the freeway back to Newport Beach.
It had been about half an hour and Summer was flicking through Seth's CD case that was in the glove compartment.
"Seriously, who are the guys?" Summer asked for the umpteenth time in the past three minutes.
"Closet Monster. They did a couple shows two summers ago, and I bought the CD." Seth said as he peered over to see what she was pointing at.
"And who are Grade?" She asked as she flipped the page." Seth rolled his eyes.
"Another band I like, honestly, you need to start listening to music." Seth laughed, as he switched lanes and passed the station wagon in front of them.
"Just put something on." Seth sighed as Summer flipped back to the front of the case.
"Don't you have any Britney, or Christina, how about Justin? Or Avril?" Summer suggested.
"Oh yeah just let me check, oh must have forgotten them." Seth replied. Summer finally made a choice and slipped a random burnt CD in.
"If I don't like it though, I'm stopping it." She warned and pressed play. A steady drumbeat started out and Summer rolled her eyes.
"So who's this?" She questioned, not really interested.
"Johnny was." Seth answered with a smile.
Summer leaned into the door and closed her eyes. "Tell me when we get home." She yawned and pulled her sweater tighter.
Seth smiled and turned down the music a notch and a half.
They had already traveled halfway when Seth's cell began to ring from where it rested on the dash. He reached for it before it could wake Summer and clicked the tiny green button.
"Hello?" He answered.
"Seth, where are you?" it was Ryan's voice on the other end. "I've been trying to get a hold of you all weekend."
"Okay, well I'm on the road, Summer and I are coming home." Seth replied.
"Summer's with you?" Ryan paused. "Anyway, Marissa never got to go on her family thing, Oliver went psycho, the cops are looking for him." Ryan explained.
"But Oliver's in Anaheim." Seth whispered looking down at Summer.
"You've seen him?" Ryan practically screamed.
"Yeah, so tell me what happened?" Seth stuttered.
"Well, he held a gun to Marissa's head and then ran away, apparently he's depressed."
"Really, could have fooled me." Seth mumbled.
"No Seth this is serious, where did you see him?" Seth glanced behind him as he switched lanes again.
"I don't remember." Seth said, not thinking.
"Seth he's crazy!" Ryan shouted.
"Well I saw him at the hotel, and then, I don't know." Seth answered. The phone slipping out from between his ear and shoulder.
"Seth, when are you going to be back here?" Ryan asked obviously a little annoyed.
"I don't know okay, anyway Ryan, it's not my problem." Seth coughed out.
In times like these he didn't feel bad about being a jackass to Ryan, because right now Seth wanted to get home, take a shower, and put on clean clothes.
Marissa had always drove Seth up the wall, so honestly he didn't care if she was going through a 'traumatic time'. For once in his life Seth was going to just chill. If this Oliver thing really was that bad the cops would be everywhere. But for now Seth didn't care.
"Seth, SETH! Are you even listening to me?" Ryan shouted, Seth gulped.
"I have to go, bye Ryan." Seth clicked the end button and tossed his phone back on the dash.
Seth sighed running a hand through his hair. He thought to himself, he must be tired, because he usually wasn't this irritable. He opened the box of donuts and pulled out a chocolate glazed one and took a bit out of the top.
Summer turned over slightly and looked up at Seth. "Are we almost there, I have to pee." She wined.
"Not really, but I can stop at the next rest stop, if you want" Seth smiled. If he was irritable, he sure wasn't with Summer. Seth smirked to himself.
Summer nodded her head and pushed herself up and adjusted her seatbelt. "Okay." She felt around for her coffee and took a small sip, setting it back down and stretching her arms out in front of her.
"Do I have to go to school tomorrow?" Summer asked staring into Seth's chocolate eyes.
"You probably should, but I'm not stopping you." Seth replied with a shrug.
"Oh, we should go shopping, like instead of going to school, we can like get you some better CD's." Summer laughed.
"Shopping and Seth don't mix, and besides, my parents would kill me if I missed school tomorrow." Seth replied, thinking of the punishments he'd get if he cut school all together.
"Live a little Cohen! Besides as long as you get home before 4:30 you can erase the message, and your parents will like never find out." Summer explained." Seth grinned.
As long as his parents never found out he was home free. On whim he agreed, only to regret it twenty seconds later.
Summer smiled and unbuckled her seat belt as the SUV came to a stop in front of a roadside diner.
Summer hopped out and walked into the grungy looking place. Seth hopped out too and locked the doors.
There was a small gas station and he was hoping to find a pack of gum. He wondered down the small aisles waiting for Summer to finish in the bathroom.
At the chocolate row Seth kneeled down checking out the different kinds. He heard some footsteps behind him, assuming it was Summer he turned around. He was face to face with Oliver.
"Man, you have to help me!" He pleated his voice urgent.
Seth gulped and looked up to meet his eyes. "What do you want me to do?" Seth stuttered.
"You can't tell them where I am!" Oliver whispered his voice hard and raspy. Before Seth could answer he ran off his hood pulled over his eyes.
Seth got up and tried to follow. He looked out the door to see a busload of people climb out. Oliver was no longer in his train of sight.
Just then Summer came up behind him. "Oh my God, those bathrooms, like ew. I'm surprised there isn't something growing in the sink." Summer rambled on. Seth stood shocked and rooted to the spot.
"Seth are you listening to me? Honestly they were selling condoms in a machine in there, it was so just. ew." Summer continued. Seth shook his head, still looking out the window, hoping to maybe see Oliver's shiny little sports car.
All that was left in the parking lot was an orange car, with rust all over in the staff parking slot, and a big VW bus parked across the street, probably full of some tee hugging, hippies.
The two teens climbed back into the Rover and Seth set it into gear and headed back to the highway.
Sighing he took his exit and glanced behind him in the rear view mirrors.
Summer who was fixing her make up looked over at him. "Are you okay? You seem a little, I dunno, shook up." She smiled.
"It's just, nothing, I'm a little over tired. That's all, nothing a shower and a nap can't solve." Seth said brushing it off, as not to worry Summer.
She nodded and slid her lip-gloss over her full lips. Seth took a deep breath, convincing himself he was just over-reacting about the whole thing.
With one last glance behind him, he took the turn off to Newport Beach and they headed into town.
