Chapter 4
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Summary: Summer has sweet dreams of Cohen. Seth carries out the second part of Operation RyRissa. And Ryan lets another girl go.
Another one bites the dust
Summer went back to the apartment after dinner with the Cohens. She saw Marissa sleeping on the couch, and gently laid a blanket over her. Coop looks like such an angel when she sleeps, Summer thought. If only Ryan could see her.
Summer got ready for bed and went into her room. There was no doubt of whom she would be dreaming about tonight.
Meanwhile, Seth dialed Ryan's number. In Boston, it was only 11, and he knew that Ryan would be up. Shit, he thought to himself. Summer doesn't know about Carla. Carla was Ryan's new girlfriend. They met at Harvard, where Ryan was going to school. According to Ryan, Carla was everything he wanted and more. He knew that Ryan had been constantly dating, to try and get Marissa off his mind. But every time, Ryan would end up breaking the girl's heart for one reason or another. Seth knew why.
"Hey man, it's Seth," Seth said. He hadn't heard Ryan's voice in a few weeks.
"Seth! I've been really busy lately, sorry I haven't returned your calls," Ryan answered. Ryan was happy to hear Seth's voice. He really needed someone to talk to.
"So, what's new? You're still coming home for Christmukkah, right?" Seth asked, thinking about Summer's plan.
"Yeah, about that. I was telling Carla about my Christmukkah plans, and she said wouldn't it be great if she could come too? You know, to meet the family and friends," Ryan replied.
Seth groaned. Carla couldn't come. It would ruin everything, and then Summer would never speak to him again. But then Ryan continued.
"I told her I would ask you, but to tell you the truth, I'm having cold feet. I don't know if she's the one I want to be with. There's just something about her that's missing," Ryan trailed off.
Seth smiled. Everything was right with the world again. He had heard Ryan's little spiel over and over. If only Ryan would admit the truth. That what was missing from all of these girls was the fact that they weren't Marissa Cooper.
"Look man, let her down easy. Just tell her that you're at two different points in your lives and you don't think it's going to work out. Plus, say that your family already invited too many people. Blame it on us, Atwood, we don't care," Seth said. What he really wanted to shout was, "Marissa's the only one you will ever be completely satisfied with!" But of course he couldn't. Not now.
"Well, okay. Thanks man. Now who's coming to Christmukkah?" Ryan asked, hope in his voice.
Seth named all of the families that were joining the Cohens at their ski lodge home. He made sure not to mention Marissa Cooper's name. Jimmy Cooper and his new wife Rachel were on the list, as were Julie Cooper and her new husband Caleb Nichol.
"Seth," Ryan said a little hesitantly, "she's not going to be there, is she?"
Seth decided to play dumb. "Who?"
"Seth," Ryan's voice grew stiff, "you know who I'm talking about. Is she or isn't she?"
"Fine. Summer said that Marissa probably won't be able to make it. She likes it at Princeton so much, she might spend the holidays with some friends. I can find out for sure if you want, though."
"Oh, okay. No, you don't have to find out," Ryan muttered quickly. "Thanks man, I'll see in a week."
You should have asked if she was going for sure, said a little voice inside Ryan's head. You should have offered to ask her if she wanted to come home. Then maybe she would, if she knew you cared, it continued.
Ryan shook his head. "No, she doesn't care. I won't think of these things. She probably hates me," he said, to no one in particular.
Ryan decided to call Carla now, before he started to second-guess. Surprisingly, breaking up wasn't that hard for him. He had done it often enough at Harvard. There was Lisa, Kim, that girl from Ithaca, Cindy, Jessica from Boston University, oh yeah, and Linda and Valerie.
"Hello?" Carla said.
"Hi Carla," Ryan replied.
"Ryan!" Carla's voice became brighter. "Hey baby, how are you?"
"I'm good," Ryan muttered. He decided to cut to the chase. "Look Carla, I really like you, but I don't think this is going to work out. We are two totally different people and we're at different points in our lives. Can we still be friends?"
"Wow," Carla said, disappointed. "Yeah, that's cool I guess. If you don't mind me asking, is there another girl?"
Ryan could tell that Carla was trying to fight back tears. "No Carla, t here isn't," he lied. "Maybe if it was a different time and place."
"It's okay, Ryan. I understand. Thank you for being so nice about it. I have to go now," Carla said quietly, hanging up the phone before she burst into tears.
Ryan put on a white wife beater and boxers and got into bed. There was no doubt about who he would be dreaming of tonight.
Disclaimer-McG and Josh Schwartz own the O.C., I just wish I did.
Thanks if you have reviewed so far! Keep them coming!
Summary: Summer has sweet dreams of Cohen. Seth carries out the second part of Operation RyRissa. And Ryan lets another girl go.
Another one bites the dust
Summer went back to the apartment after dinner with the Cohens. She saw Marissa sleeping on the couch, and gently laid a blanket over her. Coop looks like such an angel when she sleeps, Summer thought. If only Ryan could see her.
Summer got ready for bed and went into her room. There was no doubt of whom she would be dreaming about tonight.
Meanwhile, Seth dialed Ryan's number. In Boston, it was only 11, and he knew that Ryan would be up. Shit, he thought to himself. Summer doesn't know about Carla. Carla was Ryan's new girlfriend. They met at Harvard, where Ryan was going to school. According to Ryan, Carla was everything he wanted and more. He knew that Ryan had been constantly dating, to try and get Marissa off his mind. But every time, Ryan would end up breaking the girl's heart for one reason or another. Seth knew why.
"Hey man, it's Seth," Seth said. He hadn't heard Ryan's voice in a few weeks.
"Seth! I've been really busy lately, sorry I haven't returned your calls," Ryan answered. Ryan was happy to hear Seth's voice. He really needed someone to talk to.
"So, what's new? You're still coming home for Christmukkah, right?" Seth asked, thinking about Summer's plan.
"Yeah, about that. I was telling Carla about my Christmukkah plans, and she said wouldn't it be great if she could come too? You know, to meet the family and friends," Ryan replied.
Seth groaned. Carla couldn't come. It would ruin everything, and then Summer would never speak to him again. But then Ryan continued.
"I told her I would ask you, but to tell you the truth, I'm having cold feet. I don't know if she's the one I want to be with. There's just something about her that's missing," Ryan trailed off.
Seth smiled. Everything was right with the world again. He had heard Ryan's little spiel over and over. If only Ryan would admit the truth. That what was missing from all of these girls was the fact that they weren't Marissa Cooper.
"Look man, let her down easy. Just tell her that you're at two different points in your lives and you don't think it's going to work out. Plus, say that your family already invited too many people. Blame it on us, Atwood, we don't care," Seth said. What he really wanted to shout was, "Marissa's the only one you will ever be completely satisfied with!" But of course he couldn't. Not now.
"Well, okay. Thanks man. Now who's coming to Christmukkah?" Ryan asked, hope in his voice.
Seth named all of the families that were joining the Cohens at their ski lodge home. He made sure not to mention Marissa Cooper's name. Jimmy Cooper and his new wife Rachel were on the list, as were Julie Cooper and her new husband Caleb Nichol.
"Seth," Ryan said a little hesitantly, "she's not going to be there, is she?"
Seth decided to play dumb. "Who?"
"Seth," Ryan's voice grew stiff, "you know who I'm talking about. Is she or isn't she?"
"Fine. Summer said that Marissa probably won't be able to make it. She likes it at Princeton so much, she might spend the holidays with some friends. I can find out for sure if you want, though."
"Oh, okay. No, you don't have to find out," Ryan muttered quickly. "Thanks man, I'll see in a week."
You should have asked if she was going for sure, said a little voice inside Ryan's head. You should have offered to ask her if she wanted to come home. Then maybe she would, if she knew you cared, it continued.
Ryan shook his head. "No, she doesn't care. I won't think of these things. She probably hates me," he said, to no one in particular.
Ryan decided to call Carla now, before he started to second-guess. Surprisingly, breaking up wasn't that hard for him. He had done it often enough at Harvard. There was Lisa, Kim, that girl from Ithaca, Cindy, Jessica from Boston University, oh yeah, and Linda and Valerie.
"Hello?" Carla said.
"Hi Carla," Ryan replied.
"Ryan!" Carla's voice became brighter. "Hey baby, how are you?"
"I'm good," Ryan muttered. He decided to cut to the chase. "Look Carla, I really like you, but I don't think this is going to work out. We are two totally different people and we're at different points in our lives. Can we still be friends?"
"Wow," Carla said, disappointed. "Yeah, that's cool I guess. If you don't mind me asking, is there another girl?"
Ryan could tell that Carla was trying to fight back tears. "No Carla, t here isn't," he lied. "Maybe if it was a different time and place."
"It's okay, Ryan. I understand. Thank you for being so nice about it. I have to go now," Carla said quietly, hanging up the phone before she burst into tears.
Ryan put on a white wife beater and boxers and got into bed. There was no doubt about who he would be dreaming of tonight.