{Love Song For No One}
{A Sequel To Merry Christmas!}
{Disclaimer} I own the OC and Seth Cohen. Oh, and I'm a pathological liar.
{A/N} once again – sorry this took so long. I'll try to produce some quick chapters. AND please read some of my other fics and review!! Thanks! OHHH and how cute were seth and summer this week on the oc? Extremely cute!
{Chapter 12: Broken Hearts}
"Talk to her..." Kirsten said softly from behind Summer, nudging her as she followed a wobbling Dylan towards the swing set.
Summer managed somewhat of a smile as she smoothed some of her hair back. It was really windy outside, but the sun was shining like there was no tomorrow. It was typical Boston weather. Who knew that the girl from sunny, perfect weather Newport would grow to love Boston's windy days and stormy nights? Summer crossed her arms across her chest, rubbing her arms to make herself warm. She tugged down on her tee shirt, then shoved her hands back into the pockets of her jeans as she took a seat next to a sullen looking Marissa on one of the park benches.
Marissa looked up at Summer for a split second, squinting her eyes in the bright sunlight. "Hey." The words barely audible, but Summer nodded in return.
The two girls looked straight ahead at the abandoned playground. It was mid-afternoon and most families were probably eating lunch or something. They were the only ones at the park except for an old woman, feeding some of the birds with what Summer assumed was her granddaughter. They leered at the woman and child in silence, and Summer thought back on Charlotte, how Ryan had said that she was crying. Charlotte never cries. She's like Summer in that sense. Even when things got really rough; Charlotte never cried. But then again, once Seth entered their lives, things were pretty smooth. Summer almost laughed, realizing that ever since they moved to Boston they have had like zero drama in their lives. Until now. She crossed her legs, watching Marissa shift uncomfortably.
Her best friend's heart was broken.
But her's wasn't. She was so happy; so free, and although it pained her to see Coop all shaken up, she just didn't want to deal with it when she was having such a good day. She didn't want anything to ruin her mood. Because, she was ready for everything to crash. She was always ready for things to crash, because somehow, they always do. Except, usually they involve a certain blond. Summer sighed, a piece of her hair whisking forward with her breath, which she pushed behind her ear. The possibility of Anna coming back into her life was pretty out there, why did she even pop up into Summer's thoughts?
Summer smiled widely as Dylan was going higher and higher into the air, being pushed by Kirsten on one of the swings. A gust of wind made Marissa's stringy hair fly everywhere. Marissa shifted again, lazily pulling her hair back into a ponytail. She turned around to face Summer, her eyes red and swollen.
"Coop," Summer whispered, placing a hand on her back.
Marissa shook her head, forcing a mediocre smile. "I love him so much."
Summer nodded in understanding. "I know you do, sweetie."
"I can't do this, Sum." She felt the tears roll down her cheeks again and wiped them away furiously. "I can't not be with him."
Summer nodded again. "Coop, you should just march on over there and tell him that. Tell him how much you love him; how much you need him. Because, Coop, I know he loves you too. And I know that he needs you just as much." She laughed, gearing her attention back on a laughing Dylan, "You guys are just too stupid to realize that."
Marissa blinked her eyes widely at her friend, as if she was hearing these things for the first time. Summer always told Marissa she should be aggressive with Ryan. Whenever they would fight, Summer would insist that Marissa should talk to Ryan, not her. Marissa cast it aside, ultimately taking this as Summer's way of not wanting to hear about Marissa and Ryan's crap. But Summer was right. Summer had been right all along. Why did Marissa just LET Ryan break her heart? Ryan did need her; and she was going to make him see that. Marissa stood up triumphantly, letting her hair loose from its ponytail, squealing and smiling for the first time in hours.
"You're right Summer!"
"I am?" Summer asked, completely forgetting what they had been talking about, but on remembrance, shook her head, "Well, duh, I am!"
"I'm going to tell Ryan that no one just dumps Marissa Cooper!" She laughed, her red eyes bobbing. Summer bit her lip with worry. "Especially when they were engaged to her!"
"You," Summer stood up, "are crazy."
"Oh..." Marissa's eyes fell, along with her smile.
"So crazy that it might work!" Summer said with reassurance, squeezing Marissa's arm.
"You think?"
"Yeah!" Summer squealed. "Let's go there right now."
Marissa nodded happily as they called out to Kirsten, letting her know that they were going back to the house, and walked arm and arm down the street and towards the house, ready to take charge.
**************
"You invited her here?" Ryan asked as Seth paced across the living room.
"I'm telling her off."
"What about Charlie?"
"Man, I went up there with ice cream. She wouldn't open the door. I had *ice cream*. She locked herself up in our bedroom, blasting our song." Seth was saying this more to himself then to Ryan, who just looked at him with confusion.
"Your song?" Ryan said, cracking a mischievous grin. "You guys have a song?"
Seth, usually all for poking fun at a friend's sappiness, looked up at Ryan with a stern look.
Ryan let his grin fade and changed the subject, "Do you want me to go talk to her?"
"Who, Anna?" Seth asked innocently. "Yes, please, can you?"
Ryan rolled his eyes, "Charlotte." He started up the staircase, watching Seth collapse onto one of the couches. There was a slight silence in the air, cut by the sharp ring of the doorbell. "Good luck." Ryan called as he came to the top of the stairs.
"I'm gonna need it." Seth mumbled as he lazily opened the door.
Anna wrapped her arms around Seth, revealing a toothy grin.
"Anna," Seth staggered back a little, watching her arms recede. He took one of her hands and led her to the couch. "Let's have a little chat, shall we?"
Anna squealed, completely unaware that Seth's tone was just more then mocking, it was furious.
He paced back and forth as she sat down, her blonde hair bouncing with her ecstatic breath.
"Anna," Seth brought his hands to his mouth, he was shaking; he was so angry at the sight of her. "You love me, right?"
"With all my heart, Seth." Anna reassured him. She finally was getting what she wants, she couldn't be any happier. She started to dream off about having her own little munchkins with Seth, sailing with Seth, reading comic books with Seth. But, she wasn't sure if he even still read comic books. Or sailed.
"I remember when I first fell in love." Seth started, taking a seat in the opposing armchair. "I was just about Charlotte's age, actually."
Anna peered at him with adoration, but was slightly flustered. What did this have to do with her?
"It was Marissa's 6th birthday party." He paused, laughing gently. "I was only invited because our moms were friends. Marissa never really spoke to me. I was the gross kid in class." Anna raised her eyebrows in an odd fashion. He cleared his throat, "Only because like, I liked to play with bugs and I never hung with the other kids." He laughed again, "Let's just say that Marissa and I didn't exactly run in the same circle."
Anna nodded in understanding.
"Anyway, it was a pool party. I really didn't want to go, but my mom made me. So of course, I was clinging to my mom's leg as she and Mrs. Cooper were talking, just watching all the other kids splash around in the pool."
He looked up at Anna, her eyes were flickering.
A warm smile came across his face as he continued, "So then the moms all went inside, and I went too. But I wasn't the only one." He let a ironic laugh escape his lips, "There was this little girl, clinging onto her mother too. So, naturally my mother and this girl's mother were laughing at how clingy we were, which embarrassed me to no end. The girl, she was crying." He stood up, not being able to stay still any longer. "She was so broken, so beautiful. I knew, that I wanted to know this girl. So," He paused, watching Anna's eyes tear in realization, "I stepped away from my mom and went to her. And I told her that if she goes out to the other kids, I would."
Anna blinked, "And what did she do?"
"She smiled." Seth couldn't help but grin. "She had the most amazing smile. It made me feel, like I *could* hang out with the other kids. But then, Marissa and Holly came in, looking for her. They pulled at her and told her to come outside and play with them. Her smile faded when she saw them."
Anna nodded once more, wiping a tear from her cheek.
"They asked her why she was talking to me." He frowned. "She looked right at me and said she wasn't. I went back to my mom and she went outside."
"I'm sorry, Seth." Anna said softly. "Girls can be..."
"Then, as everyone was leaving." He smiled again, "She brushed my arm, walking past me." He smiled even wider. "And she looked back at me and smiled again. And I got that feeling." He looked squarely at Anna as she stood up. "That feeling I get every time I see her, even today."
"That girl was Summer." Anna concluded.
"I was 5 years old, Anna." Seth said, nodding his head in confirmation. "I've been in love with Summer since I was 5 years old. *That's* love, Anna. What you have for me, that's not."
"But she doesn't love you like I do!" Anna said loudly, becoming impatient.
Seth let this sink in for a second. "Then why does she still give me that smile when I'm having a bad day? Why does she wear my shirts, when she has plenty of her own? Why does she squeeze my arm when she's scared or cry on my shoulder when she's sad?"
"She uses you." Anna persisted.
Seth was now growing impatient. "You're using me."
Anna gaped at him, "What?"
"I don't know, maybe you're bored or maybe you are just sick. But whatever it is, Anna, I don't love you. I love Summer. I am married to Summer. I have two beautiful kids with Summer, who are both equal when it comes to how much I love them."
"But Seth..."
"And whatever sympathy I felt for you before, is gone."
She crossed her arms, bewildered.
"It was gone the second you spoke to Charlotte." He laughed. "Are you insane? She's a little girl, Anna!"
"I was..."
"Desperate. I know."
Anna blinked widely and grabbed her purse from the couch. "So," She stammered. "I am such an idiot."
Seth smiled, relaxing.
"You should go." Seth said calmly, leading her to the front door.
"Seth," She scrambled to hug him, not noticing that the door was opening gently.
Seth wrapped his arms around her for a second, but shook his head and started to push her off.
"I'm so sorry." She whispered, as she pecked his cheek.
She let go of him, and they both stared at each other, hopelessly.
"Oh my god." Marissa's voice said, draining the silence.
Seth whipped around to the door, to see Summer staring in disbelief at the blond to his right. Marissa looked at Summer and then back at Anna.
"I think you should leave." Marissa said angrily.
Seth began to go into a state of shock as Anna slid him an evil grin, sidestepping a dazed Summer.
"He's all yours, Summer." Anna whispered, but loud enough for the others to here.
Marissa pushed Summer inside, closing the door behind them.
Summer looked at Seth, her eyes pained and upset.
"Summer." Seth finally let out.
"Shut up." She said with a harsh tone. "Just," She ran up the stairs, her tears streaming down her cheeks, "Shut up."
Marissa watched Summer run upstairs, looked at Seth, for a second, and then followed.
"Marissa," Seth pulled on her arm. "I was telling her to leave. You have to understand that."
Marissa sighed, shutting her eyes with sympathy. "You know what Summer just told me on the way home?"
Seth looked at her, dumbfounded.
"She said that things were too perfect." Marissa resumed her way up the stairs. "She said that she knew something bad was going to happen, because she was too happy." Marissa stopped, staring ahead. "I just don't think she was expecting you to break her heart." She started walking again, "She was too worried that she would break yours."
Seth sighed, rubbing the temple of his forehead as he sat down at the end of the stairs.
He placed his head in his hands, thinking on Marissa's words.
How could he have let that happen?
He should have never invited Anna over.
He should have told Summer the truth, from the beginning.
Now, she was upstairs crying. And it was all because of him.
The two girls he loves most in the world were crying in his bedroom, because of him.
Next Chapter: Will be the conversation Ryan and Charlotte had upstairs while all this was going on. Hope you liked this chapter! Please vote for my story.. go look at my author profile for more info!
{A Sequel To Merry Christmas!}
{Disclaimer} I own the OC and Seth Cohen. Oh, and I'm a pathological liar.
{A/N} once again – sorry this took so long. I'll try to produce some quick chapters. AND please read some of my other fics and review!! Thanks! OHHH and how cute were seth and summer this week on the oc? Extremely cute!
{Chapter 12: Broken Hearts}
"Talk to her..." Kirsten said softly from behind Summer, nudging her as she followed a wobbling Dylan towards the swing set.
Summer managed somewhat of a smile as she smoothed some of her hair back. It was really windy outside, but the sun was shining like there was no tomorrow. It was typical Boston weather. Who knew that the girl from sunny, perfect weather Newport would grow to love Boston's windy days and stormy nights? Summer crossed her arms across her chest, rubbing her arms to make herself warm. She tugged down on her tee shirt, then shoved her hands back into the pockets of her jeans as she took a seat next to a sullen looking Marissa on one of the park benches.
Marissa looked up at Summer for a split second, squinting her eyes in the bright sunlight. "Hey." The words barely audible, but Summer nodded in return.
The two girls looked straight ahead at the abandoned playground. It was mid-afternoon and most families were probably eating lunch or something. They were the only ones at the park except for an old woman, feeding some of the birds with what Summer assumed was her granddaughter. They leered at the woman and child in silence, and Summer thought back on Charlotte, how Ryan had said that she was crying. Charlotte never cries. She's like Summer in that sense. Even when things got really rough; Charlotte never cried. But then again, once Seth entered their lives, things were pretty smooth. Summer almost laughed, realizing that ever since they moved to Boston they have had like zero drama in their lives. Until now. She crossed her legs, watching Marissa shift uncomfortably.
Her best friend's heart was broken.
But her's wasn't. She was so happy; so free, and although it pained her to see Coop all shaken up, she just didn't want to deal with it when she was having such a good day. She didn't want anything to ruin her mood. Because, she was ready for everything to crash. She was always ready for things to crash, because somehow, they always do. Except, usually they involve a certain blond. Summer sighed, a piece of her hair whisking forward with her breath, which she pushed behind her ear. The possibility of Anna coming back into her life was pretty out there, why did she even pop up into Summer's thoughts?
Summer smiled widely as Dylan was going higher and higher into the air, being pushed by Kirsten on one of the swings. A gust of wind made Marissa's stringy hair fly everywhere. Marissa shifted again, lazily pulling her hair back into a ponytail. She turned around to face Summer, her eyes red and swollen.
"Coop," Summer whispered, placing a hand on her back.
Marissa shook her head, forcing a mediocre smile. "I love him so much."
Summer nodded in understanding. "I know you do, sweetie."
"I can't do this, Sum." She felt the tears roll down her cheeks again and wiped them away furiously. "I can't not be with him."
Summer nodded again. "Coop, you should just march on over there and tell him that. Tell him how much you love him; how much you need him. Because, Coop, I know he loves you too. And I know that he needs you just as much." She laughed, gearing her attention back on a laughing Dylan, "You guys are just too stupid to realize that."
Marissa blinked her eyes widely at her friend, as if she was hearing these things for the first time. Summer always told Marissa she should be aggressive with Ryan. Whenever they would fight, Summer would insist that Marissa should talk to Ryan, not her. Marissa cast it aside, ultimately taking this as Summer's way of not wanting to hear about Marissa and Ryan's crap. But Summer was right. Summer had been right all along. Why did Marissa just LET Ryan break her heart? Ryan did need her; and she was going to make him see that. Marissa stood up triumphantly, letting her hair loose from its ponytail, squealing and smiling for the first time in hours.
"You're right Summer!"
"I am?" Summer asked, completely forgetting what they had been talking about, but on remembrance, shook her head, "Well, duh, I am!"
"I'm going to tell Ryan that no one just dumps Marissa Cooper!" She laughed, her red eyes bobbing. Summer bit her lip with worry. "Especially when they were engaged to her!"
"You," Summer stood up, "are crazy."
"Oh..." Marissa's eyes fell, along with her smile.
"So crazy that it might work!" Summer said with reassurance, squeezing Marissa's arm.
"You think?"
"Yeah!" Summer squealed. "Let's go there right now."
Marissa nodded happily as they called out to Kirsten, letting her know that they were going back to the house, and walked arm and arm down the street and towards the house, ready to take charge.
**************
"You invited her here?" Ryan asked as Seth paced across the living room.
"I'm telling her off."
"What about Charlie?"
"Man, I went up there with ice cream. She wouldn't open the door. I had *ice cream*. She locked herself up in our bedroom, blasting our song." Seth was saying this more to himself then to Ryan, who just looked at him with confusion.
"Your song?" Ryan said, cracking a mischievous grin. "You guys have a song?"
Seth, usually all for poking fun at a friend's sappiness, looked up at Ryan with a stern look.
Ryan let his grin fade and changed the subject, "Do you want me to go talk to her?"
"Who, Anna?" Seth asked innocently. "Yes, please, can you?"
Ryan rolled his eyes, "Charlotte." He started up the staircase, watching Seth collapse onto one of the couches. There was a slight silence in the air, cut by the sharp ring of the doorbell. "Good luck." Ryan called as he came to the top of the stairs.
"I'm gonna need it." Seth mumbled as he lazily opened the door.
Anna wrapped her arms around Seth, revealing a toothy grin.
"Anna," Seth staggered back a little, watching her arms recede. He took one of her hands and led her to the couch. "Let's have a little chat, shall we?"
Anna squealed, completely unaware that Seth's tone was just more then mocking, it was furious.
He paced back and forth as she sat down, her blonde hair bouncing with her ecstatic breath.
"Anna," Seth brought his hands to his mouth, he was shaking; he was so angry at the sight of her. "You love me, right?"
"With all my heart, Seth." Anna reassured him. She finally was getting what she wants, she couldn't be any happier. She started to dream off about having her own little munchkins with Seth, sailing with Seth, reading comic books with Seth. But, she wasn't sure if he even still read comic books. Or sailed.
"I remember when I first fell in love." Seth started, taking a seat in the opposing armchair. "I was just about Charlotte's age, actually."
Anna peered at him with adoration, but was slightly flustered. What did this have to do with her?
"It was Marissa's 6th birthday party." He paused, laughing gently. "I was only invited because our moms were friends. Marissa never really spoke to me. I was the gross kid in class." Anna raised her eyebrows in an odd fashion. He cleared his throat, "Only because like, I liked to play with bugs and I never hung with the other kids." He laughed again, "Let's just say that Marissa and I didn't exactly run in the same circle."
Anna nodded in understanding.
"Anyway, it was a pool party. I really didn't want to go, but my mom made me. So of course, I was clinging to my mom's leg as she and Mrs. Cooper were talking, just watching all the other kids splash around in the pool."
He looked up at Anna, her eyes were flickering.
A warm smile came across his face as he continued, "So then the moms all went inside, and I went too. But I wasn't the only one." He let a ironic laugh escape his lips, "There was this little girl, clinging onto her mother too. So, naturally my mother and this girl's mother were laughing at how clingy we were, which embarrassed me to no end. The girl, she was crying." He stood up, not being able to stay still any longer. "She was so broken, so beautiful. I knew, that I wanted to know this girl. So," He paused, watching Anna's eyes tear in realization, "I stepped away from my mom and went to her. And I told her that if she goes out to the other kids, I would."
Anna blinked, "And what did she do?"
"She smiled." Seth couldn't help but grin. "She had the most amazing smile. It made me feel, like I *could* hang out with the other kids. But then, Marissa and Holly came in, looking for her. They pulled at her and told her to come outside and play with them. Her smile faded when she saw them."
Anna nodded once more, wiping a tear from her cheek.
"They asked her why she was talking to me." He frowned. "She looked right at me and said she wasn't. I went back to my mom and she went outside."
"I'm sorry, Seth." Anna said softly. "Girls can be..."
"Then, as everyone was leaving." He smiled again, "She brushed my arm, walking past me." He smiled even wider. "And she looked back at me and smiled again. And I got that feeling." He looked squarely at Anna as she stood up. "That feeling I get every time I see her, even today."
"That girl was Summer." Anna concluded.
"I was 5 years old, Anna." Seth said, nodding his head in confirmation. "I've been in love with Summer since I was 5 years old. *That's* love, Anna. What you have for me, that's not."
"But she doesn't love you like I do!" Anna said loudly, becoming impatient.
Seth let this sink in for a second. "Then why does she still give me that smile when I'm having a bad day? Why does she wear my shirts, when she has plenty of her own? Why does she squeeze my arm when she's scared or cry on my shoulder when she's sad?"
"She uses you." Anna persisted.
Seth was now growing impatient. "You're using me."
Anna gaped at him, "What?"
"I don't know, maybe you're bored or maybe you are just sick. But whatever it is, Anna, I don't love you. I love Summer. I am married to Summer. I have two beautiful kids with Summer, who are both equal when it comes to how much I love them."
"But Seth..."
"And whatever sympathy I felt for you before, is gone."
She crossed her arms, bewildered.
"It was gone the second you spoke to Charlotte." He laughed. "Are you insane? She's a little girl, Anna!"
"I was..."
"Desperate. I know."
Anna blinked widely and grabbed her purse from the couch. "So," She stammered. "I am such an idiot."
Seth smiled, relaxing.
"You should go." Seth said calmly, leading her to the front door.
"Seth," She scrambled to hug him, not noticing that the door was opening gently.
Seth wrapped his arms around her for a second, but shook his head and started to push her off.
"I'm so sorry." She whispered, as she pecked his cheek.
She let go of him, and they both stared at each other, hopelessly.
"Oh my god." Marissa's voice said, draining the silence.
Seth whipped around to the door, to see Summer staring in disbelief at the blond to his right. Marissa looked at Summer and then back at Anna.
"I think you should leave." Marissa said angrily.
Seth began to go into a state of shock as Anna slid him an evil grin, sidestepping a dazed Summer.
"He's all yours, Summer." Anna whispered, but loud enough for the others to here.
Marissa pushed Summer inside, closing the door behind them.
Summer looked at Seth, her eyes pained and upset.
"Summer." Seth finally let out.
"Shut up." She said with a harsh tone. "Just," She ran up the stairs, her tears streaming down her cheeks, "Shut up."
Marissa watched Summer run upstairs, looked at Seth, for a second, and then followed.
"Marissa," Seth pulled on her arm. "I was telling her to leave. You have to understand that."
Marissa sighed, shutting her eyes with sympathy. "You know what Summer just told me on the way home?"
Seth looked at her, dumbfounded.
"She said that things were too perfect." Marissa resumed her way up the stairs. "She said that she knew something bad was going to happen, because she was too happy." Marissa stopped, staring ahead. "I just don't think she was expecting you to break her heart." She started walking again, "She was too worried that she would break yours."
Seth sighed, rubbing the temple of his forehead as he sat down at the end of the stairs.
He placed his head in his hands, thinking on Marissa's words.
How could he have let that happen?
He should have never invited Anna over.
He should have told Summer the truth, from the beginning.
Now, she was upstairs crying. And it was all because of him.
The two girls he loves most in the world were crying in his bedroom, because of him.
Next Chapter: Will be the conversation Ryan and Charlotte had upstairs while all this was going on. Hope you liked this chapter! Please vote for my story.. go look at my author profile for more info!