"You have got to be kidding me!" Seth exclaimed when his cell phone alarm
went off.
Ryan, after asking Seth for a favor had taken his cell and set the alarm for the next morning.
Glancing at his bedside clock, Seth read 5:30 a.m.
"This is just not human. Maybe he forgot." Seth muttered to himself but below he could hear Ryan moving around in his wheelchair he was confined too.
Changing into jeans and a sweatshirt, Seth made his way quietly down the stairs as to not wake his mother.
"Come on, slowpoke." Ryan called softly as he wheeled himself out the front door.
Seth grabbing a granola bar, pillow and blanket from the kitchen and closet followed him out.
They drove in silence out to the beach. They were the only car parked for a mile or so.
Seth helped Ryan maneuver his way to the sand. After laying out a towel and getting Ryan comfortable Seth grabbed the wheelchair and made his way back to the Rover.
Seth grabbed the pillow and blanket out of the car and climbed on top of the hood of the Rover. Propping himself up against the window shield, he covered himself and prepared to take a nap. Before he could even situate himself his dad's Beamer pulled into the spot next to him.
Sandy was dressed in his wetsuit and had his surfboard at his side. It was a tight fit in the Beamer but he managed. Glancing at the car next to him he caught sight of someone lying on the hood.
'Only in California,' he thought, before recognizing the car and the person on top of it.
"Seth?" Sandy asked as he quickly got out of his car.
"Hey, Dad." Seth replied moving to the side of the vehicle to give his dad a one armed hug.
"What are you doing her? It's like 6 a.m. your never up this early."
"Tell him that." Seth responded nodding out to where Ryan sat.
"Oh, okay." Sandy glanced nervously back at Seth.
"You two talk and then call me when you're done and I'll come get him." Seth instructed.
"Why don't you go home? I'll bring him back, one way or another." Sandy said sadly.
"Ummm, okay. Tell him I'll see him later then." Seth replied hopping down and getting in the driver's seat. Before he buckled himself in he got back out and gave his dad a bear hug. "We miss you at the house."
"I miss you guys too."
With that Seth jumped back in and left.
Sandy took a deep breath before making his way down to where Ryan sat.
"You know you're probably going to get sand in your cast and that will not feel good later." Sandy started when he reached Ryan.
Ryan tipped his head back to regard Sandy seriously. He motioned to the spot next to him.
Sandy slowly sat next to him.
"How ya doing?" He asked.
"Okay I guess, you?"
"It's going? You want to talk to me or did you just come to watch the sunrise?"
Ryan shrugged. "It's hard, she's gone, and I'm not sure what to do."
Sandy's brow furrowed. "What do you think you're supposed to be doing?"
"I don't know something at least."
"She's gone, Trey knows, your dad knows. There's nothing else you can do." 'Except stop being mad at me.' Sandy added in his head.
"I know. I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"For being mad at you but I can't stop. I just need.I keep telling myself it's not your fault. I even have proof but I can't."
"You need someone to blame. I was there, I saw it happen. I saw her. You need to direct your anger somewhere. It's okay I understand."
"No, it's not okay. You took me into your home and you.you saved me from her and I kick you out of your house! It's not right and I don't know what to do about it." Ryan said almost hysterically.
"Ryan, I don't want to be in that house if you're mad or scared of me. That is the last thing I want to do. You didn't kick me out of my house, its Kirsten's anyway; I left because I couldn't stand to hurt you by being there."
Ryan sighed not knowing how to respond to that.
"When you're comfortable, I'll come back, but until then I'll wait.at Jimmy's."
Ryan shivered still very uncomfortable.
"Hey, let's get you back before you get sick. You're not as strong anymore without your spleen." Sandy teased.
"Seth left." Ryan responded quietly.
"I know I told him to go. I'll take you back. I forgot to tell Seth to leave your chair. You think you can make it?" Sandy asked looking at the expanse of sand between them and the Beamer.
Ryan nodded.
Sandy stood and offered his hand to Ryan.
Ryan flinched at the outstretched hand but steeled himself as he took the offered hand.
Sandy, pushing aside the flinch pulled Ryan up into a standing position.
Pulling Ryan's good arm around his shoulder the two slowly started towards the car.
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Upon reaching the house they could see Seth left Ryan's chair outside by the door.
Sandy helped Ryan into his wheelchair before opening the door to the house. Seth was asleep in the living room obviously waiting for them. Sandy smiled and pointed upstairs to let Ryan know where he was going. Ryan nodded back and made his way to the kitchen to start some coffee.
Kirsten lay in bed slowly waking when she felt the bed shift and an arm encircle her. She knew that smell anywhere. Wiggling backwards she snuggled into her husband before turning her head to see him.
He was still in his wetsuit, which was not wet and his hair was dry.
She then remembered that he didn't stay here anymore.
"What are you doing here?" She whispered not knowing both the boys were downstairs and awake.
"Ryan and I were talking." Sandy said simply.
"Is everything okay?" She asked hopefully.
"Not yet, but we're working on it."
"You're going back to Jimmy's?" She asked sadly.
Sandy nodded. "He's not ready yet."
Kirsten snuggled even closer into him. "I love you Sanford Cohen."
"I love you too, Mrs. Sanford Cohen."
The two snuggled into the mattress and slept.
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"So did you two work it out?" Seth asked over his cup of coffee.
"We talked but.I think I'll go out tomorrow."
Seth nodded managing to hide his wince behind his coffee mug. That meant he had to get up early again.
"That's cool." He said to fill the gap of silence.
Ryan nodded and turned to stare out at the window at the rising sun.
Okay so maybe a few more chapters. This has turned out longer then I expected but to bring Ryan and Sandy back together I think there needs to be a little more angst. Let me know. Next chapter soon.
Ryan, after asking Seth for a favor had taken his cell and set the alarm for the next morning.
Glancing at his bedside clock, Seth read 5:30 a.m.
"This is just not human. Maybe he forgot." Seth muttered to himself but below he could hear Ryan moving around in his wheelchair he was confined too.
Changing into jeans and a sweatshirt, Seth made his way quietly down the stairs as to not wake his mother.
"Come on, slowpoke." Ryan called softly as he wheeled himself out the front door.
Seth grabbing a granola bar, pillow and blanket from the kitchen and closet followed him out.
They drove in silence out to the beach. They were the only car parked for a mile or so.
Seth helped Ryan maneuver his way to the sand. After laying out a towel and getting Ryan comfortable Seth grabbed the wheelchair and made his way back to the Rover.
Seth grabbed the pillow and blanket out of the car and climbed on top of the hood of the Rover. Propping himself up against the window shield, he covered himself and prepared to take a nap. Before he could even situate himself his dad's Beamer pulled into the spot next to him.
Sandy was dressed in his wetsuit and had his surfboard at his side. It was a tight fit in the Beamer but he managed. Glancing at the car next to him he caught sight of someone lying on the hood.
'Only in California,' he thought, before recognizing the car and the person on top of it.
"Seth?" Sandy asked as he quickly got out of his car.
"Hey, Dad." Seth replied moving to the side of the vehicle to give his dad a one armed hug.
"What are you doing her? It's like 6 a.m. your never up this early."
"Tell him that." Seth responded nodding out to where Ryan sat.
"Oh, okay." Sandy glanced nervously back at Seth.
"You two talk and then call me when you're done and I'll come get him." Seth instructed.
"Why don't you go home? I'll bring him back, one way or another." Sandy said sadly.
"Ummm, okay. Tell him I'll see him later then." Seth replied hopping down and getting in the driver's seat. Before he buckled himself in he got back out and gave his dad a bear hug. "We miss you at the house."
"I miss you guys too."
With that Seth jumped back in and left.
Sandy took a deep breath before making his way down to where Ryan sat.
"You know you're probably going to get sand in your cast and that will not feel good later." Sandy started when he reached Ryan.
Ryan tipped his head back to regard Sandy seriously. He motioned to the spot next to him.
Sandy slowly sat next to him.
"How ya doing?" He asked.
"Okay I guess, you?"
"It's going? You want to talk to me or did you just come to watch the sunrise?"
Ryan shrugged. "It's hard, she's gone, and I'm not sure what to do."
Sandy's brow furrowed. "What do you think you're supposed to be doing?"
"I don't know something at least."
"She's gone, Trey knows, your dad knows. There's nothing else you can do." 'Except stop being mad at me.' Sandy added in his head.
"I know. I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"For being mad at you but I can't stop. I just need.I keep telling myself it's not your fault. I even have proof but I can't."
"You need someone to blame. I was there, I saw it happen. I saw her. You need to direct your anger somewhere. It's okay I understand."
"No, it's not okay. You took me into your home and you.you saved me from her and I kick you out of your house! It's not right and I don't know what to do about it." Ryan said almost hysterically.
"Ryan, I don't want to be in that house if you're mad or scared of me. That is the last thing I want to do. You didn't kick me out of my house, its Kirsten's anyway; I left because I couldn't stand to hurt you by being there."
Ryan sighed not knowing how to respond to that.
"When you're comfortable, I'll come back, but until then I'll wait.at Jimmy's."
Ryan shivered still very uncomfortable.
"Hey, let's get you back before you get sick. You're not as strong anymore without your spleen." Sandy teased.
"Seth left." Ryan responded quietly.
"I know I told him to go. I'll take you back. I forgot to tell Seth to leave your chair. You think you can make it?" Sandy asked looking at the expanse of sand between them and the Beamer.
Ryan nodded.
Sandy stood and offered his hand to Ryan.
Ryan flinched at the outstretched hand but steeled himself as he took the offered hand.
Sandy, pushing aside the flinch pulled Ryan up into a standing position.
Pulling Ryan's good arm around his shoulder the two slowly started towards the car.
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Upon reaching the house they could see Seth left Ryan's chair outside by the door.
Sandy helped Ryan into his wheelchair before opening the door to the house. Seth was asleep in the living room obviously waiting for them. Sandy smiled and pointed upstairs to let Ryan know where he was going. Ryan nodded back and made his way to the kitchen to start some coffee.
Kirsten lay in bed slowly waking when she felt the bed shift and an arm encircle her. She knew that smell anywhere. Wiggling backwards she snuggled into her husband before turning her head to see him.
He was still in his wetsuit, which was not wet and his hair was dry.
She then remembered that he didn't stay here anymore.
"What are you doing here?" She whispered not knowing both the boys were downstairs and awake.
"Ryan and I were talking." Sandy said simply.
"Is everything okay?" She asked hopefully.
"Not yet, but we're working on it."
"You're going back to Jimmy's?" She asked sadly.
Sandy nodded. "He's not ready yet."
Kirsten snuggled even closer into him. "I love you Sanford Cohen."
"I love you too, Mrs. Sanford Cohen."
The two snuggled into the mattress and slept.
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"So did you two work it out?" Seth asked over his cup of coffee.
"We talked but.I think I'll go out tomorrow."
Seth nodded managing to hide his wince behind his coffee mug. That meant he had to get up early again.
"That's cool." He said to fill the gap of silence.
Ryan nodded and turned to stare out at the window at the rising sun.
Okay so maybe a few more chapters. This has turned out longer then I expected but to bring Ryan and Sandy back together I think there needs to be a little more angst. Let me know. Next chapter soon.
