"All right Seth get your ass out of bed, it's time we talked." Schyler
pulled the comforter off of Seth and turned on the lights. "Go away mom, I
don't have to or want to!" He pulled the sheets up and turned his back to
her, "how'd you get in anyways, I locked the door." He pulled the pillow up
over his head to block out the light. "Well you gave me a key last time
remember, so move your ass now or I'll have to kick it!" Schyler pulled him
from the bed by the feet before he clued in who it was. "Get out of my
room, no one asked you in!" She pulled back a little hurt, but knew this
was going to be tough. "No one used to have to either! What the hell is
wrong with you Cohen, you're acting like the typical spoiled brat – you
know the kind you hate!?!" She threw some clothes at him and he got
dressed. She knows what she's doing; I'll give her that. "Whatever, I don't
care anymore." He threw on his t-shirt and then climbed back into bed. "Why
Seth, what made you stop caring?" He mumbled something back and then turned
to face her. "Can you just leave please?" She didn't agree right away
because she was working something out in her head, "Fine, because you asked
nicely. But we're going to see a movie tonight and that's final." She
headed towards the door and then paused for an answer. "Fine!" and then she
left. How the hell am I suppose to fix that?
Schyler was still hurt from the argument with Seth; it reminded her of the last time they had spoken, Cuz you know that went so well! I can't believe he said all that, I guess I wasn't the perfect angel either...but still. Let's face it, Seth isn't exactly known for being like that – it was more like the people he hated. I just don't get guys anymore! And in a frustrated state, she sat down at the kitchen table and dug into a tub of Rocky Road ice cream.
"Oh I know that look all too well! What's wrong?" Sandy opened the fridge looking for a snack. "Not much, just figuring ways I can kill your son and hide the body. Wanna help?" Schyler laughed off the idea, but Sandy still answered, "Wish I could darling, but that whole parenting thing...it just gets in the way. Well good luck with that problem...I swear I'll defend you in court though." He saluted her with his water bottle and smiled that famous Cohen smile. "Thanks Uncle Sandy. Where you going?" Her uncle lifted up his suitcase, "Where else, work. That seems to be all I'm doing lately. See you later." He left and Schyler could swear she heard her aunt sigh in the next room.
"Hey. What's up?" Ryan emerged from the pool house in time for food and saw a depressed looking Schyler at the table the next morning. "Seth hasn't come down yet and it's all ready like 3 pm." The sigh of a sad woman issued from her direction and Ryan knew this was serious. Not wanting to blow this first conversation with his 'cousin' he was silent for a moment. "He doesn't come down much anymore. I wouldn't take it personally. Something bugging him and he's working it out." He paused to see the look on her face. "I never said it was personal. But have you guys even tried to figure out what's wrong?" Ryan stared at her in shock. "Of course. All of us have, and I know he hates being like this...I guess he just needs that one right trigger to bring him back. Not that I can help much – but try to make him remember the way you guys used to be. He probably thinks you're just here to fix him and then leave, which you are. But make him think you came for him. My guess is he feels lonely now and wants someone he can hold on to...not someone who's gonna leave as soon as he's better – cuz that's not much reason to get better." Schyler was awed. It was all true as far as she could see, and the fact that Ryan saw it before her was a surprise...she was normally good at this stuff. "Don't look at me like that, I kinda know what it feels like to be abandoned...and he's starting to act the way I used to." He threw a glance out the window as if looking back to the days of fighting and stealing. "Well, thanks. And when I'm done with Seth...you and me have gotta talk!" She kissed him on the cheek and ran upstairs to find Seth.
Schyler was still hurt from the argument with Seth; it reminded her of the last time they had spoken, Cuz you know that went so well! I can't believe he said all that, I guess I wasn't the perfect angel either...but still. Let's face it, Seth isn't exactly known for being like that – it was more like the people he hated. I just don't get guys anymore! And in a frustrated state, she sat down at the kitchen table and dug into a tub of Rocky Road ice cream.
"Oh I know that look all too well! What's wrong?" Sandy opened the fridge looking for a snack. "Not much, just figuring ways I can kill your son and hide the body. Wanna help?" Schyler laughed off the idea, but Sandy still answered, "Wish I could darling, but that whole parenting thing...it just gets in the way. Well good luck with that problem...I swear I'll defend you in court though." He saluted her with his water bottle and smiled that famous Cohen smile. "Thanks Uncle Sandy. Where you going?" Her uncle lifted up his suitcase, "Where else, work. That seems to be all I'm doing lately. See you later." He left and Schyler could swear she heard her aunt sigh in the next room.
"Hey. What's up?" Ryan emerged from the pool house in time for food and saw a depressed looking Schyler at the table the next morning. "Seth hasn't come down yet and it's all ready like 3 pm." The sigh of a sad woman issued from her direction and Ryan knew this was serious. Not wanting to blow this first conversation with his 'cousin' he was silent for a moment. "He doesn't come down much anymore. I wouldn't take it personally. Something bugging him and he's working it out." He paused to see the look on her face. "I never said it was personal. But have you guys even tried to figure out what's wrong?" Ryan stared at her in shock. "Of course. All of us have, and I know he hates being like this...I guess he just needs that one right trigger to bring him back. Not that I can help much – but try to make him remember the way you guys used to be. He probably thinks you're just here to fix him and then leave, which you are. But make him think you came for him. My guess is he feels lonely now and wants someone he can hold on to...not someone who's gonna leave as soon as he's better – cuz that's not much reason to get better." Schyler was awed. It was all true as far as she could see, and the fact that Ryan saw it before her was a surprise...she was normally good at this stuff. "Don't look at me like that, I kinda know what it feels like to be abandoned...and he's starting to act the way I used to." He threw a glance out the window as if looking back to the days of fighting and stealing. "Well, thanks. And when I'm done with Seth...you and me have gotta talk!" She kissed him on the cheek and ran upstairs to find Seth.
