Brotherly Love
Disclaimer: Fox owns the O.C., so…yeah
Summary: Ryan is torn between his worlds…first chapter: Chino and Newport. Second: Theresa and Marissa. Third? Seth and Trey. Fourth may be Kirsten and Dawn. And if there is a fifth, it will be Sandy and Ryan's dad (what is his name, anyway?) May be somewhat OOC, deal with it!!
Who am I? An Atwood by blood, by Cohen by heart. The Cohens are more of a family to me than my parents and Trey were. But you know what they say…blood is thicker than water. I'm not so sure about that.
Let's consider my two brothers. Trey, I had no choice (sorry, buddy). Seth, I would give up anything for him to be my brother.
Trey taught me how to steal cars and alcohol. From him, I learned how to get on the good (and bad!) side of my mother's boyfriends. How to think quickly on my feet, and how to win a fight. How to "charm" the ladies, and get them to give it to me. Oh, the joys of brotherly love.
Seth taught me what a real brother is supposed to do. He gave me friendship. Taught me how to use the PS2, and who to watch out for at Harbor. Seth covers for me (as long as it's nothing illegal) and fills the awkward silences with his rambling (which has become somewhat of a comfort to me). Ahh, it's brotherly love at its best.
Trey would stab me in the back with no regrets. Make me feel guilty about not helping him break into cars. Seth, he would give his own life for mine. (Or so he says). That…I don't even know what to think of that. Without a doubt, I'd get in harm's way to protect him. That's what brothers are for, right? So why do I feel different about Trey?
Call me a traitor, whatever. I'm past that stage where words can hurt me. All I know is that I love Seth. Okay, stop with the perverted thoughts. Not in that way. As a brother, I love him. He understands me, we just get each other. Trey would laugh in my face and call me a pussy if I told him I loved him. In that case, I would be lying. If I said I loved him, I mean.
Respect. I'll give him that. I respected Trey-he had street cred and when I was with him, I got respect from others.
Another thing. Trey, he didn't really stick up for me. Take mom's old boyfriend, Tim. Tim came home one day and found his beer gone. He blamed it on my, even though it was my sorry excuse for a mother who had consumed it. Trey just sat there, watching for a while as Tim beat the living daylights out of me. Then he left, giving me a look that said "I'm sorry, bro." But sorry just doesn't cut it, Trey.
In the unlikely event that Kirsten or Sandy were to beat me, I'm sure Seth would have my back. Okay, so maybe not. But he would definitely be there to try and talk them out of it or call the police. Same thing.
Don't get me wrong. I don't think Seth is the perfect brother. He talks too much about Summer…I mean, how far can he stick his head up her ass?! And he didn't trust me during the Oliver thing. That hurt…it really hit home. Needless to say, I doubt Trey would've stuck up for me either. He might have thrown a few punches Oliver's way, but he probably wouldn't have even cared. Probably would have asked why I was getting worked up over one girl. But Seth, he knew I loved Marissa, and even if he didn't believe that Oliver was a wacko, he knew that I was trying to protect Marissa. And Seth tends to ramble, which can lead to him revealing information that was supposed to be secret. Emphasis on "supposed to."
Trey, he got pissed when I wouldn't help him steal a car. Just one more job, Ryan, he pleaded with me. And then told me to leave him the fuck alone when I wouldn't do it. Gee, sorry. Sorry that I wouldn't break the law and risk going back to Juvie and being sent away from the Cohens. Yup, I'm the selfish one here. (Another thing Seth has taught me: the art of sarcasm)
Now, if Seth can forgive me for canceling Seth-Ryan time, which we don't get much of these days as it is…That's saying something. And I like Seth-Ryan time. Ryan-Trey time consisted of me taking orders from Trey…then stealing stuff for him or fighting with him.
Seth's not really the kind of guy I'd normally hang out with. But we've got this connection, unlike Trey and I had. With Trey, it was a blood connection. Never a brotherly love connection. As for Seth, we've got that brotherly love vibe going on. Let me remind you that this means we love each other. As brothers.
I made my decision. Whoever said blood was thicker than "water" is fucked up.
Ask me who I am. I'm Ryan Atwood, Seth Cohen's brother. I like the ring of it.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews!! Wow, this is the third chapter I've posted today! If I have time, I'll post the next one tonight. Please R&R, if you like it or think it's bull.
Disclaimer: Fox owns the O.C., so…yeah
Summary: Ryan is torn between his worlds…first chapter: Chino and Newport. Second: Theresa and Marissa. Third? Seth and Trey. Fourth may be Kirsten and Dawn. And if there is a fifth, it will be Sandy and Ryan's dad (what is his name, anyway?) May be somewhat OOC, deal with it!!
Who am I? An Atwood by blood, by Cohen by heart. The Cohens are more of a family to me than my parents and Trey were. But you know what they say…blood is thicker than water. I'm not so sure about that.
Let's consider my two brothers. Trey, I had no choice (sorry, buddy). Seth, I would give up anything for him to be my brother.
Trey taught me how to steal cars and alcohol. From him, I learned how to get on the good (and bad!) side of my mother's boyfriends. How to think quickly on my feet, and how to win a fight. How to "charm" the ladies, and get them to give it to me. Oh, the joys of brotherly love.
Seth taught me what a real brother is supposed to do. He gave me friendship. Taught me how to use the PS2, and who to watch out for at Harbor. Seth covers for me (as long as it's nothing illegal) and fills the awkward silences with his rambling (which has become somewhat of a comfort to me). Ahh, it's brotherly love at its best.
Trey would stab me in the back with no regrets. Make me feel guilty about not helping him break into cars. Seth, he would give his own life for mine. (Or so he says). That…I don't even know what to think of that. Without a doubt, I'd get in harm's way to protect him. That's what brothers are for, right? So why do I feel different about Trey?
Call me a traitor, whatever. I'm past that stage where words can hurt me. All I know is that I love Seth. Okay, stop with the perverted thoughts. Not in that way. As a brother, I love him. He understands me, we just get each other. Trey would laugh in my face and call me a pussy if I told him I loved him. In that case, I would be lying. If I said I loved him, I mean.
Respect. I'll give him that. I respected Trey-he had street cred and when I was with him, I got respect from others.
Another thing. Trey, he didn't really stick up for me. Take mom's old boyfriend, Tim. Tim came home one day and found his beer gone. He blamed it on my, even though it was my sorry excuse for a mother who had consumed it. Trey just sat there, watching for a while as Tim beat the living daylights out of me. Then he left, giving me a look that said "I'm sorry, bro." But sorry just doesn't cut it, Trey.
In the unlikely event that Kirsten or Sandy were to beat me, I'm sure Seth would have my back. Okay, so maybe not. But he would definitely be there to try and talk them out of it or call the police. Same thing.
Don't get me wrong. I don't think Seth is the perfect brother. He talks too much about Summer…I mean, how far can he stick his head up her ass?! And he didn't trust me during the Oliver thing. That hurt…it really hit home. Needless to say, I doubt Trey would've stuck up for me either. He might have thrown a few punches Oliver's way, but he probably wouldn't have even cared. Probably would have asked why I was getting worked up over one girl. But Seth, he knew I loved Marissa, and even if he didn't believe that Oliver was a wacko, he knew that I was trying to protect Marissa. And Seth tends to ramble, which can lead to him revealing information that was supposed to be secret. Emphasis on "supposed to."
Trey, he got pissed when I wouldn't help him steal a car. Just one more job, Ryan, he pleaded with me. And then told me to leave him the fuck alone when I wouldn't do it. Gee, sorry. Sorry that I wouldn't break the law and risk going back to Juvie and being sent away from the Cohens. Yup, I'm the selfish one here. (Another thing Seth has taught me: the art of sarcasm)
Now, if Seth can forgive me for canceling Seth-Ryan time, which we don't get much of these days as it is…That's saying something. And I like Seth-Ryan time. Ryan-Trey time consisted of me taking orders from Trey…then stealing stuff for him or fighting with him.
Seth's not really the kind of guy I'd normally hang out with. But we've got this connection, unlike Trey and I had. With Trey, it was a blood connection. Never a brotherly love connection. As for Seth, we've got that brotherly love vibe going on. Let me remind you that this means we love each other. As brothers.
I made my decision. Whoever said blood was thicker than "water" is fucked up.
Ask me who I am. I'm Ryan Atwood, Seth Cohen's brother. I like the ring of it.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews!! Wow, this is the third chapter I've posted today! If I have time, I'll post the next one tonight. Please R&R, if you like it or think it's bull.