Chapter 11
Disclaimer- McG and Josh Schwartz own the O.C., I just wish I did.
No guy is worth your tears and the one who is won't make you cry…or will he?
Seth ran into the house after Summer. But he was stopped by Anna's voice.
"Wait," Anna called after him.
Seth turned around, exasperated. "What? What can you possibly want from me? You've already ruined what was supposed to be the best night of my life."
Anna hung her head as if she was ashamed. "I'm sorry Seth. I just had to find out if there was still something between us. Anyway, I just wanted to tell you that I think you should let Summer cool down before you talk to her. If she's that angry, she will say some things she doesn't mean and you will obviously get hurt."
"You really think so?" Seth asked dubiously.
"Seth," Anna walked over and put her arm around him, "I'm a girl. I know these things. And I know that Summer would like it if she had a chance to be by herself. Or at least, not be around you for a little while."
"Well, I guess you're right. Now where are your bags?" Seth gave in. Summer probably would like some time by herself. Or at least with Marissa.
Anna smiled at Seth and brought him over to the car. Seth was even more gullible than she had remembered.
Seth carried Anna's bags up to her room. There had been an extra room in the main house and Seth had decided it would be better if Anna stayed there. There was bound to be a catfight if she stayed in the guesthouse with Marissa, Holly, and most importantly, Summer. He set her bags on the floor by the bed.
"Thanks so much, Seth," Anna said coyly, hugging him.
"Yah um, I've got to go. Merry Christmukkah," Seth smiled weakly. He was worried that Summer would see him and Anna hugging and get even more pissed.
Meanwhile….
Summer ran to the pool house, her makeup dripping down her face. She thought of a saying that her step-mom had told her, presumably while she was high, but still. "No guy is worth your tears and the one who is won't make you cry."
Did that mean that Seth Cohen wasn't the one for her? Summer didn't even want to think about that possibility. She had turned down dozens of guys, with the thought that one day she and Seth Cohen would cross paths again.
Summer sat on her bed, crying her eyes out. Any minute now Seth would come running into the pool house and beg for her forgiveness. Maybe he would even cry over her. She waited. And waited. After an hour, Summer gave up. She didn't want to, but she was pretty sure that if Seth Cohen was coming to apologize, he wouldn't take a whole fricken hour!
Seth joined Marissa, Ryan, Holly, and Luke in the living room.
"Seth, where's Summer?" Marissa asked.
Uh oh. Should he tell the truth and risk getting yelled at by Marissa, or should he lie?
"Uh, she wasn't feeling well, so she went to sleep," Seth lied.
"Maybe I should go check on her," Marissa wondered.
"No, I wouldn't do that. She's probably already sleeping. I think she had a little too much to drink," Seth said.
"Well, where's Anna?" Marissa smiled.
"I brought her bags up to her room for her. I think she said she was exhausted. Long plane ride and long car ride," he pointed out.
"Okay," Marissa accepted this. Seth breathed a sigh of relief. Marissa was off his back. At least until tomorrow. Seth's stomach did a flip-flop. He didn't even want to think what was going to happen tomorrow.
"I think I'm going to hit the sack," Seth announced.
Holly yawned. "Yeah, me too." She looked meaningfully at Luke.
"Um, I'm kind of tired also," Luke said, a little too late. "I'll walk you to the guest house, Holly."
Holly winked at Marissa and took Luke's hand. "Good night, guys. And Merry Christmukkah," she added for Seth.
Seth ran up the stairs and locked himself in his room. Shit. What am I going to do? He thought. Tomorrow, Summer is going to tell Marissa also about my kiss with Anna. And then I'm dead meat for sure.
Marissa and Ryan were the only ones left in the living room. Kirsten and Sandy had retired to their room. The wait staff had gone home for the night.
"So, um," Ryan tried his hardest to talk. "I've missed you. A lot."
Marissa was grinning from head to toe. "I missed you too," she answered softly.
Ryan took Marissa into his strong arms. "I need you."
Marissa opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by Ryan's intense kiss. She tried to take it all in at once. Tried to make herself believe that this wasn't just another dream. That she wouldn't wake up. Oh, screw it. And Marissa lost herself, once again, in Ryan's embrace.
Yep, this was a Merry Christmukkah. (At least for Ryan and Marissa.)
Disclaimer- McG and Josh Schwartz own the O.C., I just wish I did.
No guy is worth your tears and the one who is won't make you cry…or will he?
Seth ran into the house after Summer. But he was stopped by Anna's voice.
"Wait," Anna called after him.
Seth turned around, exasperated. "What? What can you possibly want from me? You've already ruined what was supposed to be the best night of my life."
Anna hung her head as if she was ashamed. "I'm sorry Seth. I just had to find out if there was still something between us. Anyway, I just wanted to tell you that I think you should let Summer cool down before you talk to her. If she's that angry, she will say some things she doesn't mean and you will obviously get hurt."
"You really think so?" Seth asked dubiously.
"Seth," Anna walked over and put her arm around him, "I'm a girl. I know these things. And I know that Summer would like it if she had a chance to be by herself. Or at least, not be around you for a little while."
"Well, I guess you're right. Now where are your bags?" Seth gave in. Summer probably would like some time by herself. Or at least with Marissa.
Anna smiled at Seth and brought him over to the car. Seth was even more gullible than she had remembered.
Seth carried Anna's bags up to her room. There had been an extra room in the main house and Seth had decided it would be better if Anna stayed there. There was bound to be a catfight if she stayed in the guesthouse with Marissa, Holly, and most importantly, Summer. He set her bags on the floor by the bed.
"Thanks so much, Seth," Anna said coyly, hugging him.
"Yah um, I've got to go. Merry Christmukkah," Seth smiled weakly. He was worried that Summer would see him and Anna hugging and get even more pissed.
Meanwhile….
Summer ran to the pool house, her makeup dripping down her face. She thought of a saying that her step-mom had told her, presumably while she was high, but still. "No guy is worth your tears and the one who is won't make you cry."
Did that mean that Seth Cohen wasn't the one for her? Summer didn't even want to think about that possibility. She had turned down dozens of guys, with the thought that one day she and Seth Cohen would cross paths again.
Summer sat on her bed, crying her eyes out. Any minute now Seth would come running into the pool house and beg for her forgiveness. Maybe he would even cry over her. She waited. And waited. After an hour, Summer gave up. She didn't want to, but she was pretty sure that if Seth Cohen was coming to apologize, he wouldn't take a whole fricken hour!
Seth joined Marissa, Ryan, Holly, and Luke in the living room.
"Seth, where's Summer?" Marissa asked.
Uh oh. Should he tell the truth and risk getting yelled at by Marissa, or should he lie?
"Uh, she wasn't feeling well, so she went to sleep," Seth lied.
"Maybe I should go check on her," Marissa wondered.
"No, I wouldn't do that. She's probably already sleeping. I think she had a little too much to drink," Seth said.
"Well, where's Anna?" Marissa smiled.
"I brought her bags up to her room for her. I think she said she was exhausted. Long plane ride and long car ride," he pointed out.
"Okay," Marissa accepted this. Seth breathed a sigh of relief. Marissa was off his back. At least until tomorrow. Seth's stomach did a flip-flop. He didn't even want to think what was going to happen tomorrow.
"I think I'm going to hit the sack," Seth announced.
Holly yawned. "Yeah, me too." She looked meaningfully at Luke.
"Um, I'm kind of tired also," Luke said, a little too late. "I'll walk you to the guest house, Holly."
Holly winked at Marissa and took Luke's hand. "Good night, guys. And Merry Christmukkah," she added for Seth.
Seth ran up the stairs and locked himself in his room. Shit. What am I going to do? He thought. Tomorrow, Summer is going to tell Marissa also about my kiss with Anna. And then I'm dead meat for sure.
Marissa and Ryan were the only ones left in the living room. Kirsten and Sandy had retired to their room. The wait staff had gone home for the night.
"So, um," Ryan tried his hardest to talk. "I've missed you. A lot."
Marissa was grinning from head to toe. "I missed you too," she answered softly.
Ryan took Marissa into his strong arms. "I need you."
Marissa opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by Ryan's intense kiss. She tried to take it all in at once. Tried to make herself believe that this wasn't just another dream. That she wouldn't wake up. Oh, screw it. And Marissa lost herself, once again, in Ryan's embrace.
Yep, this was a Merry Christmukkah. (At least for Ryan and Marissa.)