Disclaimer: Don't own anything.. sad isn't it? I really wished I owned Seth and Summer. HAHAHA.
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Chapter 12: Life Without Summer
3 days later...
The plane ride from New York to LA was tiring and sad, for Seth anyway. The whole way, he had his headphones on and stared blankly out the window. Kirsten tried to communicate with her son, but he ignored her every time. Seth pried his eyes away from the window and cast a glance at his brother. He was smiling, but that was only because Marissa was sitting down beside him. Though, despite the fact that a smile played on his brother's lips, Seth knew Marissa was hurting inside. Hell, Seth was hurting inside. "Son you okay?" his father's voice broke though his thoughts, from the seat behind him.
Seth ignored his question. How could his father ask him that question? Could he not see the pain that was written all over his face? Seth groaned frustratingly. And put his headphones on. He silently wished everyone would just go away and stop bothering him. Unfortunately, his wish did not come true. He felt a light tap on his shoulder. He groaned loudly before taking his head phones off and turning his head.
It was Marissa. She smiled and bit down on her bottom lip, which were trembling. Seth could tell Marissa did not want to be there. He knew there was nothing in the world she wanted more than to be back in New York giving 100% of her support. But she was a excellent pretender. In front of his parents, she pretended to be okay and pretended to be happy when really her whole inside was crashing down like a burning building.
Feeling slightly uncomfortable, Seth gazed his hand over Marissa's. He squeezed it, letting her know that he knew and that it would all be okay. Marissa squeezed his hand back. She knew Seth was miserable as she was. But she held her tongue and didn't say anything. The full uncomfortableness hit Seth real hard. He pulled his hand away from Marissa and put his headphones back on. His eyes darted at the window.
The airport was packed that day, but Seth didn't care. He just tuned everything and everyone out. He didn't even bother to help his brother or father out at baggage claim. Instead, he just stood and zoned out into his own world. After all of the luggage were in the Ranger Rover, all five hopped into the car. The drive home was pretty much quiet. None of them knew what to say to one another. Maybe when the reached the house, everything would go back to normal.
It didn't. Seth hurried into his house and ran up the stairs to his room. He slammed the door shut, locked it and threw himself onto his bed. Life without Summer, sucked. Really bad. Thinking about her, made him want to cry like a child. He knew perfectly well that crying wouldn't make anything easier. So he held back the tears and bottled the pain in him. He let the memories flash before him.
"Seth, this is so beautiful," Summer said in awe as she walked through the back door of her kitchen and into the backyard. All around the swimming pool was lit candles and on the opposite side of where she stood, dinner was set up. Seth laced his fingers through Summer's hand and led her around the pool and to their awaiting dinner. He pulled out the chair for her and she sat down. The whole night was beautiful. They talked, kissed, talked and then kissed again. "Thank you"
"It's nothing," Seth said taking their hands up to his lips and kissing hers. This was the first evening she hadn't talked about her condition.
Seth turned over on his bed. The memory of their dinner in the backyard was too much for him to handle. Strangely, one memory was enough. He got up and searched through his'secret' drawer and pulled out video tapes. He rummaged through a pile of tapes before finding on that dated almost years back. He popped into his VCR and let it play. It was one of when the Cohens went up to NY for their first family vacation. Seth smiled at the site of a young Summer, who sat in the corner while everyone else chatted it up.
"Summer, say hi" Kirsten told her though the video camera. Summer blushed and shook her head reluctantly. She got up and ran away. Kirsten kept the video camera on her long enough for it to catch a glimpse of Seth getting up from his place. He ran after her, which surprised Seth as he watched it. Weirdly, the memory hit him. Why was it only now, the memory leaked through his head. It was the day he gave her the pins.
"Hi Summer," A shy Seth said as he stepped out the front door. He sat down besides a shy and blushing Summer on the front steps. Summer scooted away a little bit. Seth scooted closer. Seth tilted his head and was surprised to see Summer tearing up. "Why are you crying?". Summer shrugged her shoulders and moved away a little more. "Don't cry okay?"
Summer nodded her head and wiped away her tears. Seth would be leaving that evening. She would probably never see him again. "I don't want you to leave," Summer said out of the blue. This took Seth by surprise, he remained quiet.
Seth groaned again. The memories only made it worse for him. He wanted Summer there with him more than ever. He threw a pillow at the TV, before reaching for the remote to switch both the TV and VCR off. Seth leaned back and reached for Captain Oates. "Hey, there buddy. Haven't seen you in a while". The toy horse said nothing, like always. Seth smiled. "You would have loved Summer" Seth said his voice trailing.
Outside Seth's door, Marissa slid down against the wall. She overheard Seth's last comment. She brought her knees up to her chest and dropped her head. It just brought memories of the good old days.
A Month later...
Summer ended and it was time to go back to school. Ryan was excited about introducing Marissa to his friends. His eyes lit up as he told Marissa stories about Harbor High. Marissa rolled her eyes when Ryan mentioned some guy named Luke. And she laughed at the name dropping of some girl named Holly. As the chatted it up, Seth tiredly opened the front doors of his house and slowly made his way to the Range Rover. He hopped into the back seat and closed his eyes. The school year would suck.
The whole school day was a blur to Seth, the only thing that stood out to him was during lunch. He had accidentally bumped into a girl, who had dark raven hair and was as small as Summer. At first, Seth had whispered her name, but the girl looked at him weirdly before walking.
As he exited the highschool, he bumped into the same girl. "Ouch". She had fallen onto the ground and landed on her bum. Seth snapped out of his trance and extended his hand out to help her up. She was reluctant at first, but after trying to get up by herself, she gave in. She took his hand and he pulled her up. She was light, just like Summer, Seth didn't have a hard time.
"Sorry," Seth mumbled before turning on his heels to head to the Range Rover, where Marissa and Ryan patiently waited for him. The girl pulled him back before he was even three feet away from her. Seth spun around and gave her a strange look. What was this girls' problem? Grabbing him like that. He looked at her waiting for her to say something. She raised an eye brow and handed him something.
"You dropped this earlier today," She said meanly. Seth looked down at the folded piece of white paper. He snatched it and looked at her curiously. Damn, he thought. She had unfolded it and had taken a peek into it. She rolled her eyes. "If you're thinking I peeked, I didn't. Anyway, I'm new to this school and everyone's being a real bitch to me and well you seem to be the only person who has the 'friend' quality. My name's Roberta Summers."
Seth shook her hands uneasily. "Cohen.." He stopped. Summer called him by his last name. "I mean, my name's Seth. Seth Cohen". He let her hand go and he continued to walk to the Range Rover. He would have made it there hadn't it not been for Roberta calling out his name. He spun around, again. "Yeah?"
"Do you think I can catch a ride?" She asked blushing. Seth groaned, but nodded anyway. Even though they had formally introduced themselves to one another, she still was a stranger to him. A stranger that reminded him of Summer.
Upon reach the Range Rover, Seth introduced Marissa and Ryan to Roberta. As they talked, Seth hoped into the back seat and shut the door. After some minutes the other three got in. Seth groaned when Roberta hopped into the back seat with him. She smiled at him, he returned it only his wasn't as wide as hers.
1 week later...
Roberta was a frequent visitor to the Cohen residents. It wasn't Seth who invited her all those times, it was Ryan. Roberta got close to Ryan and Marissa and hand tried to get close to Seth, but he wouldn't let her. She wondered why.
One late afternoon, Roberta walked into the Cohen mansion after Kirsten had let her in. She politely asked for Seth, but Kirsten had informed her that he was out somewhere. Kirsten had told Roberta to go on straight up to his room and wait for him, she did exactly as she was told.
Finding Seth's room wasn't easy. There were so many rooms up stairs, she got lost. But she found it in the end. She turned the knob and was immediately turned off by all the posters hanging on his walls. "Deathcab?". She rolled her eyes. Seth was a EMO geek, well a popular one that is. She walked over to his computer chair and pulled it out. She sat quietly waiting for him.
Patience wasn't Roberta's thing. After a few minutes, she grew restless. She began to pull open his drawers at his computer area. First she opened the top, a whole bunch of papers and CDS. She decided to skip the second drawer and go straight to the third one, it was the largest. She pulled it open and found a box. She pulled it out and opened it. There were tons of folded up white paper. What was his deal with folded up white papers?
Curious, she took one out of the box and unfolded it. Her eyes lit up in excitement. Seth was an artist. The paper in her hands held was a drawing of some mysterious girl. Even though it was a drawing, Roberta thought the girl was gorgeous. She would have opened up a few more, hadn't it been for Seth's bedroom door opening. "What the hell are you doing?"
Roberta dropped the box and spun around. She held her hand over her chest. Clearly she was frightened shit less. Seth glared at her as he made his way over. He bent over and gathered all the fallen papers and placed them back into the box. He threw it into the drawer and slammed it shut. Roberta got up from his chair. "I'm sorry. I was just..."
"Just be quiet. Don't apologize, don't say anything. Just get out of my room," Seth said softly. "Marissa and Ryan are at the pool house. You can hangout with them"
"But I wanted to hangout wit.."
"I don't want to hangout with anyone right now," Seth said sitting down on his computer chair. Roberta sighed sadly and walked out of his room. As the door shut, Seth sighed sadly. He didn't really like the way he treated Roberta, but there was just no other way. He got irritated so easily.
Roberta barged into the pool house, interrupting Ryan and Marissa's make out session. "What's Seth's problem?"
Ryan and Marissa shrugged at the same time and got back to making out with one another. "Disgusting". Roberta rolled her eyes. "You guys didn't tell me Seth was an artist"
"He is?" Marissa asked pulling away from Ryan.
"Yeah, I found a box load of his drawing. There was one of this girl, it was gorgeous." Roberta said smiling as she remembered the exact details of the picture. "She had like shoulder length hair. She was smiling, but you can tell she has a natural pout.."
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Authors Note: Thanks for all the reviews you guys. It really does mean a lot. I bet after reading the chapter ya'll are probably like 'What?'.. But yeah. I'll have the next chapter up pretty soon, I think.If ya'll don't mind, please do leave me some reviews. LOL. Thanx :)
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Chapter 12: Life Without Summer
3 days later...
The plane ride from New York to LA was tiring and sad, for Seth anyway. The whole way, he had his headphones on and stared blankly out the window. Kirsten tried to communicate with her son, but he ignored her every time. Seth pried his eyes away from the window and cast a glance at his brother. He was smiling, but that was only because Marissa was sitting down beside him. Though, despite the fact that a smile played on his brother's lips, Seth knew Marissa was hurting inside. Hell, Seth was hurting inside. "Son you okay?" his father's voice broke though his thoughts, from the seat behind him.
Seth ignored his question. How could his father ask him that question? Could he not see the pain that was written all over his face? Seth groaned frustratingly. And put his headphones on. He silently wished everyone would just go away and stop bothering him. Unfortunately, his wish did not come true. He felt a light tap on his shoulder. He groaned loudly before taking his head phones off and turning his head.
It was Marissa. She smiled and bit down on her bottom lip, which were trembling. Seth could tell Marissa did not want to be there. He knew there was nothing in the world she wanted more than to be back in New York giving 100% of her support. But she was a excellent pretender. In front of his parents, she pretended to be okay and pretended to be happy when really her whole inside was crashing down like a burning building.
Feeling slightly uncomfortable, Seth gazed his hand over Marissa's. He squeezed it, letting her know that he knew and that it would all be okay. Marissa squeezed his hand back. She knew Seth was miserable as she was. But she held her tongue and didn't say anything. The full uncomfortableness hit Seth real hard. He pulled his hand away from Marissa and put his headphones back on. His eyes darted at the window.
The airport was packed that day, but Seth didn't care. He just tuned everything and everyone out. He didn't even bother to help his brother or father out at baggage claim. Instead, he just stood and zoned out into his own world. After all of the luggage were in the Ranger Rover, all five hopped into the car. The drive home was pretty much quiet. None of them knew what to say to one another. Maybe when the reached the house, everything would go back to normal.
It didn't. Seth hurried into his house and ran up the stairs to his room. He slammed the door shut, locked it and threw himself onto his bed. Life without Summer, sucked. Really bad. Thinking about her, made him want to cry like a child. He knew perfectly well that crying wouldn't make anything easier. So he held back the tears and bottled the pain in him. He let the memories flash before him.
"Seth, this is so beautiful," Summer said in awe as she walked through the back door of her kitchen and into the backyard. All around the swimming pool was lit candles and on the opposite side of where she stood, dinner was set up. Seth laced his fingers through Summer's hand and led her around the pool and to their awaiting dinner. He pulled out the chair for her and she sat down. The whole night was beautiful. They talked, kissed, talked and then kissed again. "Thank you"
"It's nothing," Seth said taking their hands up to his lips and kissing hers. This was the first evening she hadn't talked about her condition.
Seth turned over on his bed. The memory of their dinner in the backyard was too much for him to handle. Strangely, one memory was enough. He got up and searched through his'secret' drawer and pulled out video tapes. He rummaged through a pile of tapes before finding on that dated almost years back. He popped into his VCR and let it play. It was one of when the Cohens went up to NY for their first family vacation. Seth smiled at the site of a young Summer, who sat in the corner while everyone else chatted it up.
"Summer, say hi" Kirsten told her though the video camera. Summer blushed and shook her head reluctantly. She got up and ran away. Kirsten kept the video camera on her long enough for it to catch a glimpse of Seth getting up from his place. He ran after her, which surprised Seth as he watched it. Weirdly, the memory hit him. Why was it only now, the memory leaked through his head. It was the day he gave her the pins.
"Hi Summer," A shy Seth said as he stepped out the front door. He sat down besides a shy and blushing Summer on the front steps. Summer scooted away a little bit. Seth scooted closer. Seth tilted his head and was surprised to see Summer tearing up. "Why are you crying?". Summer shrugged her shoulders and moved away a little more. "Don't cry okay?"
Summer nodded her head and wiped away her tears. Seth would be leaving that evening. She would probably never see him again. "I don't want you to leave," Summer said out of the blue. This took Seth by surprise, he remained quiet.
Seth groaned again. The memories only made it worse for him. He wanted Summer there with him more than ever. He threw a pillow at the TV, before reaching for the remote to switch both the TV and VCR off. Seth leaned back and reached for Captain Oates. "Hey, there buddy. Haven't seen you in a while". The toy horse said nothing, like always. Seth smiled. "You would have loved Summer" Seth said his voice trailing.
Outside Seth's door, Marissa slid down against the wall. She overheard Seth's last comment. She brought her knees up to her chest and dropped her head. It just brought memories of the good old days.
A Month later...
Summer ended and it was time to go back to school. Ryan was excited about introducing Marissa to his friends. His eyes lit up as he told Marissa stories about Harbor High. Marissa rolled her eyes when Ryan mentioned some guy named Luke. And she laughed at the name dropping of some girl named Holly. As the chatted it up, Seth tiredly opened the front doors of his house and slowly made his way to the Range Rover. He hopped into the back seat and closed his eyes. The school year would suck.
The whole school day was a blur to Seth, the only thing that stood out to him was during lunch. He had accidentally bumped into a girl, who had dark raven hair and was as small as Summer. At first, Seth had whispered her name, but the girl looked at him weirdly before walking.
As he exited the highschool, he bumped into the same girl. "Ouch". She had fallen onto the ground and landed on her bum. Seth snapped out of his trance and extended his hand out to help her up. She was reluctant at first, but after trying to get up by herself, she gave in. She took his hand and he pulled her up. She was light, just like Summer, Seth didn't have a hard time.
"Sorry," Seth mumbled before turning on his heels to head to the Range Rover, where Marissa and Ryan patiently waited for him. The girl pulled him back before he was even three feet away from her. Seth spun around and gave her a strange look. What was this girls' problem? Grabbing him like that. He looked at her waiting for her to say something. She raised an eye brow and handed him something.
"You dropped this earlier today," She said meanly. Seth looked down at the folded piece of white paper. He snatched it and looked at her curiously. Damn, he thought. She had unfolded it and had taken a peek into it. She rolled her eyes. "If you're thinking I peeked, I didn't. Anyway, I'm new to this school and everyone's being a real bitch to me and well you seem to be the only person who has the 'friend' quality. My name's Roberta Summers."
Seth shook her hands uneasily. "Cohen.." He stopped. Summer called him by his last name. "I mean, my name's Seth. Seth Cohen". He let her hand go and he continued to walk to the Range Rover. He would have made it there hadn't it not been for Roberta calling out his name. He spun around, again. "Yeah?"
"Do you think I can catch a ride?" She asked blushing. Seth groaned, but nodded anyway. Even though they had formally introduced themselves to one another, she still was a stranger to him. A stranger that reminded him of Summer.
Upon reach the Range Rover, Seth introduced Marissa and Ryan to Roberta. As they talked, Seth hoped into the back seat and shut the door. After some minutes the other three got in. Seth groaned when Roberta hopped into the back seat with him. She smiled at him, he returned it only his wasn't as wide as hers.
1 week later...
Roberta was a frequent visitor to the Cohen residents. It wasn't Seth who invited her all those times, it was Ryan. Roberta got close to Ryan and Marissa and hand tried to get close to Seth, but he wouldn't let her. She wondered why.
One late afternoon, Roberta walked into the Cohen mansion after Kirsten had let her in. She politely asked for Seth, but Kirsten had informed her that he was out somewhere. Kirsten had told Roberta to go on straight up to his room and wait for him, she did exactly as she was told.
Finding Seth's room wasn't easy. There were so many rooms up stairs, she got lost. But she found it in the end. She turned the knob and was immediately turned off by all the posters hanging on his walls. "Deathcab?". She rolled her eyes. Seth was a EMO geek, well a popular one that is. She walked over to his computer chair and pulled it out. She sat quietly waiting for him.
Patience wasn't Roberta's thing. After a few minutes, she grew restless. She began to pull open his drawers at his computer area. First she opened the top, a whole bunch of papers and CDS. She decided to skip the second drawer and go straight to the third one, it was the largest. She pulled it open and found a box. She pulled it out and opened it. There were tons of folded up white paper. What was his deal with folded up white papers?
Curious, she took one out of the box and unfolded it. Her eyes lit up in excitement. Seth was an artist. The paper in her hands held was a drawing of some mysterious girl. Even though it was a drawing, Roberta thought the girl was gorgeous. She would have opened up a few more, hadn't it been for Seth's bedroom door opening. "What the hell are you doing?"
Roberta dropped the box and spun around. She held her hand over her chest. Clearly she was frightened shit less. Seth glared at her as he made his way over. He bent over and gathered all the fallen papers and placed them back into the box. He threw it into the drawer and slammed it shut. Roberta got up from his chair. "I'm sorry. I was just..."
"Just be quiet. Don't apologize, don't say anything. Just get out of my room," Seth said softly. "Marissa and Ryan are at the pool house. You can hangout with them"
"But I wanted to hangout wit.."
"I don't want to hangout with anyone right now," Seth said sitting down on his computer chair. Roberta sighed sadly and walked out of his room. As the door shut, Seth sighed sadly. He didn't really like the way he treated Roberta, but there was just no other way. He got irritated so easily.
Roberta barged into the pool house, interrupting Ryan and Marissa's make out session. "What's Seth's problem?"
Ryan and Marissa shrugged at the same time and got back to making out with one another. "Disgusting". Roberta rolled her eyes. "You guys didn't tell me Seth was an artist"
"He is?" Marissa asked pulling away from Ryan.
"Yeah, I found a box load of his drawing. There was one of this girl, it was gorgeous." Roberta said smiling as she remembered the exact details of the picture. "She had like shoulder length hair. She was smiling, but you can tell she has a natural pout.."
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Authors Note: Thanks for all the reviews you guys. It really does mean a lot. I bet after reading the chapter ya'll are probably like 'What?'.. But yeah. I'll have the next chapter up pretty soon, I think.If ya'll don't mind, please do leave me some reviews. LOL. Thanx :)