"Hello?" Marissa was still a little tipsy form her drink.
"Hey." Ryan said from over the phone.
"Ryan, hi. What's up?" Marissa was surprised Ryan would call.
"Nothing. Just wondering how you were."
"Well, I'm fine." How could someone not love Ryan Atwood? He cared so much. No matter how bad Marissa screwed up, Ryan would always care about her.
"Good. Um, so you wanna do something today?"
"Uh, yeh. Sure. You can just come over and we can hang."
"All right. Cool. Bye."
"Bye." Marissa hung up having totally forgotten about Kaitlin. It took a few seconds to remember her. Her head was definitely not working. The alcohol began to work. But Ryan couldn't know that. Marissa rushed to the bathroom and brushed her teeth about 3 times. Once she spit out the bloody toothpaste, she splashed cold water on her face. Marissa dried her face, but then realized her makeup was smeared. So she had to reapply her makeup. All this prepping just to hang out. Marissa stared in the judgmental mirror and hated what she saw. What was wrong with her? Why did she drink all that alcohol? Because you're a fearful drunk, Marissa's inner voice said. "No. I am not a drunk. I'm fine." Oh, but you are a drunk and you know it. "That's Kaitlin. Not me." Marissa was on the verge of tears.
"What about me?" Kaitlin popped her head in the door. She was excellent at coming in at the wrong time.
"Nothing. Just talking to myself." Marissa shook the idea of crying. She refused to cry. "Whatever. I think your boyfriend or something is at the door." Marissa could hear the faint doorbell. "See?"
"Thanks for answering the door." Marissa said as she bounded down the stairs with Kaitlin following. Ryan was indeed at the door, looking ready to leave. Marissa urgently opened the door, and startled Ryan.
"Hey. Thought you weren't home." Ryan said.
"No, I'm here. Um, you know how I told you I had a younger sister?"
"Yeh "
"Well, my mother wrangled her in. She's living here now."
"Great." Ryan followed Marissa into the living room where Kaitlin sat. Kaitlin got up an hadn't seen Ryan yet.
"So, where is your..." Kaitlin saw Ryan. "Ryan."
Suddenly everything was silent. After a few moments, Marissa couldn't take it anymore. "You know Ryan?" She stared at her sister. "Yeh, we met a couple years back." A couple years back was Kaitlin's party girl years.
"So, how did you meet?" Marissa refused to look at Ryan. And both stared at the ground. "We met at a party." Ryan didn't want to be at this party. He wasn't in the mood. But Trey forced him to go. And Trey would beat the shit out of Ryan if he defied him. Everyone was already wasted, and most people were making out. Ryan rolled his eyes and just began to walk around. On a couch close by, Kaitlin Cooper was being hit on. She was incredibly wasted. But she still knew right from wrong. And this guy next to her was wrong. He only wanted to have sex with her. The guy began his moves on Kaitlin and she pushed him off. She was too drunk to make a rash decision about having sex. But this guy wouldn't stop. He just kept trying. Ryan glanced over, and saw Kaitlin pushing the guy off and the guy continuing to get back on her. Ryan walked over, fully aware that this was none of his business. Kaitlin was incredibly uncomfortable and wished to be anywhere else. Ryan's eyes met with Kaitlin's and he saw the fear in them. He didn't even know this girl. But he wanted to help her.
"No, stop it." Kaitlin continued to say this to the guy. But he wouldn't. She was stuck. There was nowhere else to go.
"Get off of her." Ryan said to the guy. The guy acknowledged him and got up to look at Ryan.
"What, this your girl?" The guy said. Kaitlin seemed glued to her spot in fear.
"No, but that's not the point. She said no."
"You think you're tough?"
"I don't know, but "Ryan never finished his sentence. The guy gave Ryan a good blow to the head. It took him off guard and Ryan stumbled back a bit. Kaitlin shrieked as the guy went back to her. Why hadn't she run? The guy was just about to have his way with her, when someone tapped the guy's shoulder. The guy looked back, only to see Ryan's fist slamming into his head.
"Go." Ryan said to Kaitlin and she got her legs to work. Both snuck out hoping not to find the guy or any of his friends.
"Thanks." Kaitlin said to Ryan when they got far enough from the party.
"No problem."
"You don't even know me, and you just helped me out so much."
"There's no good excuse for not helping you."
" But thank you so much, uh, um, help me out here." Kaitlin urged.
"Ryan."
"Ryan. Thanks a lot."
"It's fine."
"Well, I have to go back home. I snuck out, and my parents will freak if I'm missing." "See you." Kaitlin didn't know what compelled her, but she found herself kissing Ryan. They shared an intimate kiss, and Kaitlin left. Trey walked out of the party, obviously drunk, hanging out with the guy from earlier. They saw Ryan and headed towards him. Ryan ran faster than he did in life...
Neither Kaitlin nor Ryan ever forgot that night. They met a couple times after, nothing huge. Not long after, Kaitlin was sent to boarding school. But Marissa didn't know nothing happened.
"I'm just gonna go." Kaitlin said after a long, awkward silence. She left, and Ryan and Marissa just stood there barely acknowledging her exit.
"So, did anything happen between you and my sister?" Tears were forming in Marissa's eyes, and she didn't hold them back. Ryan didn't answer. He just continued to stare at the floor.
"We kissed." Ryan whispered. He suddenly felt ashamed of what he did.
"You kissed my sister. How could you do that?" Ryan finally looked at Marissa. She looked incredibly hurt, full of anger and sadness.
"I didn't know you back then. I didn't know I'd meet you in a year. God, I didn't even know what would happen the next day." Marissa was overreacting. It wasn't a big deal, but obviously Marissa thought it was.
"Just go." Marissa took deep breaths in and out.
"But "
"Please. Just go."
"Fine." Ryan got the hint and left. Marissa was confused now. What else happened in Ryan's past? Had he told the truth? Marissa ran to the kitchen, which was luckily empty. She searched all the cabinets, until finally she found her mother's stash. She grabbed a bottle, and went upstairs. Summer stared out her window in misery. Would Cohen ever stop calling? He'd been calling all day and Summer was sick of hearing her phone ring. She was mad at him. Didn't he care about anyone else? What he did was so selfish. He scared every single person in Newport. Well, not really all of Newport, just like his parents, Caleb Nichol and Summer. Most of Newport didn't know that Cohen existed. He still wasn't all that popular. The phone rang again. Summer put her head under a pillow to drown out the ringing. Finally, the machine picked up.
"Hey, Summer. It's Seth again. I really, really want to talk to you and that's a little hard cause you're not home. But when you do hear this, please call back and I'll answer cause I want to talk to you really badly and I'm sorry about everything and you have to like forgive me sometime cause I know deep down in your-"The machine stopped the message. It always stopped Cohen's incessant babbling. But those messages always made Summer want to cry. Part of her wanted to forgive him, but the other part wanted to make him suffer. And that part overruled the forgiving part. So she made him feel horrible. Summer got up and went to the machine. Her finger wavered a moment, then found its home on the delete key. Just as she began to walk back to her bed, the phone rang again. This hugely annoyed Summer. Cohen would never give up. She went back to the phone and picked up. She was telling Cohen off.
"Cohen, just stop calling! I don't want to talk to you anymore! Just, just stop!" Summer screamed, full of rage.
"Sum?" Marissa's not-Cohen voice said on the phone . "Oh, Coop, hey. Sorry 'bout that."
"Obviously still not happy with Seth?"
"Yeh. So, what's up?"
"Nothing. Um, do you wanna come over?"
"Sure."
"Okay, well, Ill see you then"
"Bye." Summer hung up. She felt a little embarrassed. Cohen did that to her. Sometimes make her feel embarrassed. But Summer was done with Seth. She got her bag and headed to her car. Her parents weren't home. Lately, they were never home. But that dint bother Summer a whole lot. She turned the ignition on and left. She had only been to Marissa's new house about three times, so she paid close attention to where she was going. It was farther away, so obviously, it would take her longer to get there. Summer was about to turn down a road when she realized that was the way to Julie Nichol's old house. That wasn't Marissa's house anymore. It hadn't been her house for a while. Though that as the way to Seth's house. Summer had regulated her brain to drive down that road. But she wouldn't go down that road. Her and Seth ere over. He was a selfish pig. So Summer turned off her blinker and got back into the flow of traffic. Eventually she made it to Marissa's house, and knocked on the door. She expected Marissa to open it, but it was someone she hadn't expected.
"Summer Roberts. Haven't sen you in a while." Kaitlin said devilishly at the door. "Kaitlin. I thought you were at like, boarding school." Summer replied calmly.
"Yeh, I was. I came back." Kaitlin eyed Summer up suspiciously. "She's upstairs." Kaitlin left the door and Summer walked to Marissa's room quietly. The door was open and Marissa was picking up clothes.
"Hey."Summer said. Marissa turned around.
"Hey. Didn't hear you knock." Marissa dropped the clothes she had picked up and enveloped Summer in a hug.
"Well, Coop Jr. answered it." Summer sat down on Marissa's bed. "So, what's up?"
"I just learned Ryan kissed Kaitlin." Marissa collapsed onto the bed.
"So, Chino kissed your sister? I mean, Ryan kissed you sister?"
"I don't really care what you call him right now. I'm just really pissed at him.... and Kaitlin."
"Ew. That's just disgusting. He obviously had to have been drunk."
"Yeh, I kinda hope so."
"Kinda?"
"Okay, completely."
"Well, I don't know about you, but I've totally lost all respect for Chino."
"What about Kaitlin?"
"Well, anyone is good for her. And I never really had any respect for her, anyway." Kaitlin appeared at the door, but neither girl noticed.
"Okay, I can hear you guys talking about me from about a mile away." Kaitlin interjected.
"Just go away, Coop Jr."
"Oh wow. That was so original, Materialistic Bitch."
"Oh, and yours was so much better?"
"At least mine had some thoughts behind it."
"And what would those thoughts be?"
"That I hate you."
"Don't worry. I have the same feelings for you, too."
"Guys, stop it!" Marissa said, breaking up the argument. "Kaitlin, can you just go?"
"No. Whatever you want to say about me, say it to my face." Kaitlin defended.
"Fine. I completely despise you because you made out with my boyfriend."
"Ugh. Number one: You didn't know him back then. So you couldn't have been dating. Number two: I didn't make out with him! We kissed! That was it."
"I could have known him!"
"The only Chino you ever heard of was a pair of pants."
"Chinos are actually a pair of pants." Summer implied.
"I don't care." Kaitlin shot back.
"Well, you still shouldn't have kissed him." Marissa demanded.
"You wanna know the truth behind it? If it wasn't for him, I would've been raped. He didn't even know me, and he stepped in a and saved me."
"Still--"
"No. No 'still.' I just kissed him. I was drunk and disoriented. I didn't know what I was doing."
"But--"
"Oh God! I'm sick of this, Marissa! I regret things, okay? I regret kissing him and I regret going to that party. Heck, I regret going to a lot of parties! Because it landed me in boarding school."
"And with doing that, you screwed up the whole family."
"We were already screwed up."
"I know. And you made problems so hard for us, especially me."
"You don't get it. This was a stupid mistake from two years ago. That we probably both regret right now. And you're wondering how it affects you."
"You kissed my boyfriend!"
"He wasn't your boyfriend then! Sorry, but I cant tell the future!"
"You just shouldn't have gone." Marissa added quietly.
"You know what, Marissa? You're so wrapped up in yourself, you cant even see what had actually happened."
"What?" Summer never said a word, in fear of getting the bite of Marissa or Kaitlin. Or worse. The bite of both.
"I was almost raped then. And all you care about is how I drunkenly kissed him."
"I care, kaitlin."
"No, no you don't. You just care about your problems. So why don't we get to it."
"What are you talking about?"
"Why don't we get to the point where you kick both me and MB out, go find your little stash of vodka or something hidden in this room, and drink your sorrows down like earlier."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh yes, you do, Marissa. I saw you downing that bottle of alcohol." Summer stared at her best friend in disbelief.
"Coop, is that true? I thought you weren't drinking anymore." Summer asked sadly.
"I'm not. It was, it was a bottle of water." Marissa attempted. Kaitlin wasn't believing it.
"That's shit, Marissa. You knew it was alcohol. You even admitted to it."She said.
"Can you just go, Kaitlin? Cause I don't really want to talk to you anymore!" Marissa screamed at her younger sister.
"Gladly." With that, Kaitlin calmly strode out of the room. Marissa's silent tears came down harder than they had been during the argument.
"I'm so sorry, Sum."That was the only sentence Marissa could think of.
"No, it's fine. We'll get through this. You could go talk to someone, probably not the same person, because the fear of, well I guess you should cause the person knows you, but there's the possibility of seeing Oliver, but I guess you wouldn't, because he's probably locked up from what he did."
"You really have a way of bringing back old memories like kaitlin does."
"Sorry. I didn't mean to. It's just "
"It's okay. Oh, and by the way, you starting to sound like Seth."
"Thanks, Coop!"Summer jokingly hit Marissa with a pillow. Marissa didn't reply and Summer dropped the pillow. Both sat in silence, waiting for something to take them away from reality.
Summer and Marissa sat in silence until the light ringing of Summer's cell phone went off.
"Coop, can you get that?" Summer whined.
"Why?"
"Because I need to screen my calls."
"So, I'm your secretary?"
"Yes?" Summer smiled. They would get through this. It was already going back to normal. Marissa rolled her crystal blue eyes and went into Summer's purse. The ringing got louder as Marissa pulled the cell phone out of the bag.
"Hello?" Marissa said after she answered it. She listened for a moment, then put her hand over the phone. "It's Seth."
"No!" Summer shot.
"C'mon. Talk to him." Marissa urged the phone to Summer.
"Why?"
"Because he's still technically your boyfriend!"
"Erg. I hate that rule." Summer reluctantly got off the bed and took the phone form Marissa. "Hey."
"Hey. Summer, wow. I'm actually talking to you." Seth said happily from over the phone.
"Yeah." Summer said non-commitedly.
"I've been trying to talk to you, but you haven't ben home."
"I know. I got the messages." Summer was already bored.
"Wh-why didn't you call back?"
"I've been busy."
"What, you couldn't take two minutes out of your life to call your boyfriend?" Seth joked.
"I'm sorry, okay?"
"It just doesn't seem like you are."
"Probably because I'm not."
"What?"
"Seth, I'm so sick of this!"
"Sick of what?"
"I've been trying to suppress these feelings for so long, but I cant take it anymore."
"What feelings?"
"That, I mean I love you and everything. I really do. But, it's jut you need constant reassurance, and you're clingy, and I cant always deal with that. And everyone has problems, and I want to help you with yours. But how can I help if you just run away every time it gets rough?"
"Summer, I just needed to think."
"I know, but why couldn't you have thought here in Newport, with me?"
"I don't know."
"I have always been there for you."
"Yeah, what about a year ago?"
"Seth, that was such a long time ago, it doesn't even matter!"
"It matters to me."
"But so much has changed since then!"
"I know. You didn't even know my name back then."
"Seth, that's not "
"The only reason you noticed me was because I was hanging out with Anna."
"That's not true."
"Yes, it is. You didn't want to have a damn thing to do with me. But once someone was paying attention to me, I suddenly mattered."
"No, that's not rue. I noticed you before that. We even kissed."
"But did that matter?" Summer thought for a while. Even when that did happen, she still hadn't cared about Seth. He hadn't mattered.
"I don't know."
"See? We're getting all that suppressed anger we both felt out. Now we'll be okay."Seth tried to cheer up the conversation.
"No. No, we won't be." Summer began to tear.
"Huh?"
"I'm sick of just being thrown around. You know, being with you when you want to."
"I'm totally not getting you."
"That's the point. Remember the striper incident?"
"How does that pertain to this?"
"You didn't care about how I felt about it."
"Well, I wasn't really sure if you actually did care about it."
"What?"
"You care more about what your dad thinks than what you think."
"You know what Seth? I'm tired of this."
"Tired of what?"
"Tired of fighting."
"Well, so am I. So can we just resolve this?"
"No, we can't. It's gone too far." Summer took a deep breath. "It's over."
"What's over?"
"You and me, Seth. It's over. I can't deal with you anymore. I've shed so many tears "
"No, please Summer."
"I'm so sorry Seth. It's over." Summer pressed the end button on her cell phone. She looked to Marissa, who had been completely silent during the whole fight.
"Wow." Marissa didn't know what to think.
"Yeah, wow. Wow is right."
"He really loves you."
"Well, I just can't deal with him anymore."
"I heard." Summer joined Marissa on the bed.
"Man, there's been so much drama today." Summer said through her immense tears that were falling.
"Yeah, I know." Marissa soon began to cry also. They sat there crying for a while, reflecting on what had happened.
"God, what is this? The crying room?" Summer finally announced after she realized that her and Seth were finally over.
"Hey." Ryan said from over the phone.
"Ryan, hi. What's up?" Marissa was surprised Ryan would call.
"Nothing. Just wondering how you were."
"Well, I'm fine." How could someone not love Ryan Atwood? He cared so much. No matter how bad Marissa screwed up, Ryan would always care about her.
"Good. Um, so you wanna do something today?"
"Uh, yeh. Sure. You can just come over and we can hang."
"All right. Cool. Bye."
"Bye." Marissa hung up having totally forgotten about Kaitlin. It took a few seconds to remember her. Her head was definitely not working. The alcohol began to work. But Ryan couldn't know that. Marissa rushed to the bathroom and brushed her teeth about 3 times. Once she spit out the bloody toothpaste, she splashed cold water on her face. Marissa dried her face, but then realized her makeup was smeared. So she had to reapply her makeup. All this prepping just to hang out. Marissa stared in the judgmental mirror and hated what she saw. What was wrong with her? Why did she drink all that alcohol? Because you're a fearful drunk, Marissa's inner voice said. "No. I am not a drunk. I'm fine." Oh, but you are a drunk and you know it. "That's Kaitlin. Not me." Marissa was on the verge of tears.
"What about me?" Kaitlin popped her head in the door. She was excellent at coming in at the wrong time.
"Nothing. Just talking to myself." Marissa shook the idea of crying. She refused to cry. "Whatever. I think your boyfriend or something is at the door." Marissa could hear the faint doorbell. "See?"
"Thanks for answering the door." Marissa said as she bounded down the stairs with Kaitlin following. Ryan was indeed at the door, looking ready to leave. Marissa urgently opened the door, and startled Ryan.
"Hey. Thought you weren't home." Ryan said.
"No, I'm here. Um, you know how I told you I had a younger sister?"
"Yeh "
"Well, my mother wrangled her in. She's living here now."
"Great." Ryan followed Marissa into the living room where Kaitlin sat. Kaitlin got up an hadn't seen Ryan yet.
"So, where is your..." Kaitlin saw Ryan. "Ryan."
Suddenly everything was silent. After a few moments, Marissa couldn't take it anymore. "You know Ryan?" She stared at her sister. "Yeh, we met a couple years back." A couple years back was Kaitlin's party girl years.
"So, how did you meet?" Marissa refused to look at Ryan. And both stared at the ground. "We met at a party." Ryan didn't want to be at this party. He wasn't in the mood. But Trey forced him to go. And Trey would beat the shit out of Ryan if he defied him. Everyone was already wasted, and most people were making out. Ryan rolled his eyes and just began to walk around. On a couch close by, Kaitlin Cooper was being hit on. She was incredibly wasted. But she still knew right from wrong. And this guy next to her was wrong. He only wanted to have sex with her. The guy began his moves on Kaitlin and she pushed him off. She was too drunk to make a rash decision about having sex. But this guy wouldn't stop. He just kept trying. Ryan glanced over, and saw Kaitlin pushing the guy off and the guy continuing to get back on her. Ryan walked over, fully aware that this was none of his business. Kaitlin was incredibly uncomfortable and wished to be anywhere else. Ryan's eyes met with Kaitlin's and he saw the fear in them. He didn't even know this girl. But he wanted to help her.
"No, stop it." Kaitlin continued to say this to the guy. But he wouldn't. She was stuck. There was nowhere else to go.
"Get off of her." Ryan said to the guy. The guy acknowledged him and got up to look at Ryan.
"What, this your girl?" The guy said. Kaitlin seemed glued to her spot in fear.
"No, but that's not the point. She said no."
"You think you're tough?"
"I don't know, but "Ryan never finished his sentence. The guy gave Ryan a good blow to the head. It took him off guard and Ryan stumbled back a bit. Kaitlin shrieked as the guy went back to her. Why hadn't she run? The guy was just about to have his way with her, when someone tapped the guy's shoulder. The guy looked back, only to see Ryan's fist slamming into his head.
"Go." Ryan said to Kaitlin and she got her legs to work. Both snuck out hoping not to find the guy or any of his friends.
"Thanks." Kaitlin said to Ryan when they got far enough from the party.
"No problem."
"You don't even know me, and you just helped me out so much."
"There's no good excuse for not helping you."
" But thank you so much, uh, um, help me out here." Kaitlin urged.
"Ryan."
"Ryan. Thanks a lot."
"It's fine."
"Well, I have to go back home. I snuck out, and my parents will freak if I'm missing." "See you." Kaitlin didn't know what compelled her, but she found herself kissing Ryan. They shared an intimate kiss, and Kaitlin left. Trey walked out of the party, obviously drunk, hanging out with the guy from earlier. They saw Ryan and headed towards him. Ryan ran faster than he did in life...
Neither Kaitlin nor Ryan ever forgot that night. They met a couple times after, nothing huge. Not long after, Kaitlin was sent to boarding school. But Marissa didn't know nothing happened.
"I'm just gonna go." Kaitlin said after a long, awkward silence. She left, and Ryan and Marissa just stood there barely acknowledging her exit.
"So, did anything happen between you and my sister?" Tears were forming in Marissa's eyes, and she didn't hold them back. Ryan didn't answer. He just continued to stare at the floor.
"We kissed." Ryan whispered. He suddenly felt ashamed of what he did.
"You kissed my sister. How could you do that?" Ryan finally looked at Marissa. She looked incredibly hurt, full of anger and sadness.
"I didn't know you back then. I didn't know I'd meet you in a year. God, I didn't even know what would happen the next day." Marissa was overreacting. It wasn't a big deal, but obviously Marissa thought it was.
"Just go." Marissa took deep breaths in and out.
"But "
"Please. Just go."
"Fine." Ryan got the hint and left. Marissa was confused now. What else happened in Ryan's past? Had he told the truth? Marissa ran to the kitchen, which was luckily empty. She searched all the cabinets, until finally she found her mother's stash. She grabbed a bottle, and went upstairs. Summer stared out her window in misery. Would Cohen ever stop calling? He'd been calling all day and Summer was sick of hearing her phone ring. She was mad at him. Didn't he care about anyone else? What he did was so selfish. He scared every single person in Newport. Well, not really all of Newport, just like his parents, Caleb Nichol and Summer. Most of Newport didn't know that Cohen existed. He still wasn't all that popular. The phone rang again. Summer put her head under a pillow to drown out the ringing. Finally, the machine picked up.
"Hey, Summer. It's Seth again. I really, really want to talk to you and that's a little hard cause you're not home. But when you do hear this, please call back and I'll answer cause I want to talk to you really badly and I'm sorry about everything and you have to like forgive me sometime cause I know deep down in your-"The machine stopped the message. It always stopped Cohen's incessant babbling. But those messages always made Summer want to cry. Part of her wanted to forgive him, but the other part wanted to make him suffer. And that part overruled the forgiving part. So she made him feel horrible. Summer got up and went to the machine. Her finger wavered a moment, then found its home on the delete key. Just as she began to walk back to her bed, the phone rang again. This hugely annoyed Summer. Cohen would never give up. She went back to the phone and picked up. She was telling Cohen off.
"Cohen, just stop calling! I don't want to talk to you anymore! Just, just stop!" Summer screamed, full of rage.
"Sum?" Marissa's not-Cohen voice said on the phone . "Oh, Coop, hey. Sorry 'bout that."
"Obviously still not happy with Seth?"
"Yeh. So, what's up?"
"Nothing. Um, do you wanna come over?"
"Sure."
"Okay, well, Ill see you then"
"Bye." Summer hung up. She felt a little embarrassed. Cohen did that to her. Sometimes make her feel embarrassed. But Summer was done with Seth. She got her bag and headed to her car. Her parents weren't home. Lately, they were never home. But that dint bother Summer a whole lot. She turned the ignition on and left. She had only been to Marissa's new house about three times, so she paid close attention to where she was going. It was farther away, so obviously, it would take her longer to get there. Summer was about to turn down a road when she realized that was the way to Julie Nichol's old house. That wasn't Marissa's house anymore. It hadn't been her house for a while. Though that as the way to Seth's house. Summer had regulated her brain to drive down that road. But she wouldn't go down that road. Her and Seth ere over. He was a selfish pig. So Summer turned off her blinker and got back into the flow of traffic. Eventually she made it to Marissa's house, and knocked on the door. She expected Marissa to open it, but it was someone she hadn't expected.
"Summer Roberts. Haven't sen you in a while." Kaitlin said devilishly at the door. "Kaitlin. I thought you were at like, boarding school." Summer replied calmly.
"Yeh, I was. I came back." Kaitlin eyed Summer up suspiciously. "She's upstairs." Kaitlin left the door and Summer walked to Marissa's room quietly. The door was open and Marissa was picking up clothes.
"Hey."Summer said. Marissa turned around.
"Hey. Didn't hear you knock." Marissa dropped the clothes she had picked up and enveloped Summer in a hug.
"Well, Coop Jr. answered it." Summer sat down on Marissa's bed. "So, what's up?"
"I just learned Ryan kissed Kaitlin." Marissa collapsed onto the bed.
"So, Chino kissed your sister? I mean, Ryan kissed you sister?"
"I don't really care what you call him right now. I'm just really pissed at him.... and Kaitlin."
"Ew. That's just disgusting. He obviously had to have been drunk."
"Yeh, I kinda hope so."
"Kinda?"
"Okay, completely."
"Well, I don't know about you, but I've totally lost all respect for Chino."
"What about Kaitlin?"
"Well, anyone is good for her. And I never really had any respect for her, anyway." Kaitlin appeared at the door, but neither girl noticed.
"Okay, I can hear you guys talking about me from about a mile away." Kaitlin interjected.
"Just go away, Coop Jr."
"Oh wow. That was so original, Materialistic Bitch."
"Oh, and yours was so much better?"
"At least mine had some thoughts behind it."
"And what would those thoughts be?"
"That I hate you."
"Don't worry. I have the same feelings for you, too."
"Guys, stop it!" Marissa said, breaking up the argument. "Kaitlin, can you just go?"
"No. Whatever you want to say about me, say it to my face." Kaitlin defended.
"Fine. I completely despise you because you made out with my boyfriend."
"Ugh. Number one: You didn't know him back then. So you couldn't have been dating. Number two: I didn't make out with him! We kissed! That was it."
"I could have known him!"
"The only Chino you ever heard of was a pair of pants."
"Chinos are actually a pair of pants." Summer implied.
"I don't care." Kaitlin shot back.
"Well, you still shouldn't have kissed him." Marissa demanded.
"You wanna know the truth behind it? If it wasn't for him, I would've been raped. He didn't even know me, and he stepped in a and saved me."
"Still--"
"No. No 'still.' I just kissed him. I was drunk and disoriented. I didn't know what I was doing."
"But--"
"Oh God! I'm sick of this, Marissa! I regret things, okay? I regret kissing him and I regret going to that party. Heck, I regret going to a lot of parties! Because it landed me in boarding school."
"And with doing that, you screwed up the whole family."
"We were already screwed up."
"I know. And you made problems so hard for us, especially me."
"You don't get it. This was a stupid mistake from two years ago. That we probably both regret right now. And you're wondering how it affects you."
"You kissed my boyfriend!"
"He wasn't your boyfriend then! Sorry, but I cant tell the future!"
"You just shouldn't have gone." Marissa added quietly.
"You know what, Marissa? You're so wrapped up in yourself, you cant even see what had actually happened."
"What?" Summer never said a word, in fear of getting the bite of Marissa or Kaitlin. Or worse. The bite of both.
"I was almost raped then. And all you care about is how I drunkenly kissed him."
"I care, kaitlin."
"No, no you don't. You just care about your problems. So why don't we get to it."
"What are you talking about?"
"Why don't we get to the point where you kick both me and MB out, go find your little stash of vodka or something hidden in this room, and drink your sorrows down like earlier."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh yes, you do, Marissa. I saw you downing that bottle of alcohol." Summer stared at her best friend in disbelief.
"Coop, is that true? I thought you weren't drinking anymore." Summer asked sadly.
"I'm not. It was, it was a bottle of water." Marissa attempted. Kaitlin wasn't believing it.
"That's shit, Marissa. You knew it was alcohol. You even admitted to it."She said.
"Can you just go, Kaitlin? Cause I don't really want to talk to you anymore!" Marissa screamed at her younger sister.
"Gladly." With that, Kaitlin calmly strode out of the room. Marissa's silent tears came down harder than they had been during the argument.
"I'm so sorry, Sum."That was the only sentence Marissa could think of.
"No, it's fine. We'll get through this. You could go talk to someone, probably not the same person, because the fear of, well I guess you should cause the person knows you, but there's the possibility of seeing Oliver, but I guess you wouldn't, because he's probably locked up from what he did."
"You really have a way of bringing back old memories like kaitlin does."
"Sorry. I didn't mean to. It's just "
"It's okay. Oh, and by the way, you starting to sound like Seth."
"Thanks, Coop!"Summer jokingly hit Marissa with a pillow. Marissa didn't reply and Summer dropped the pillow. Both sat in silence, waiting for something to take them away from reality.
Summer and Marissa sat in silence until the light ringing of Summer's cell phone went off.
"Coop, can you get that?" Summer whined.
"Why?"
"Because I need to screen my calls."
"So, I'm your secretary?"
"Yes?" Summer smiled. They would get through this. It was already going back to normal. Marissa rolled her crystal blue eyes and went into Summer's purse. The ringing got louder as Marissa pulled the cell phone out of the bag.
"Hello?" Marissa said after she answered it. She listened for a moment, then put her hand over the phone. "It's Seth."
"No!" Summer shot.
"C'mon. Talk to him." Marissa urged the phone to Summer.
"Why?"
"Because he's still technically your boyfriend!"
"Erg. I hate that rule." Summer reluctantly got off the bed and took the phone form Marissa. "Hey."
"Hey. Summer, wow. I'm actually talking to you." Seth said happily from over the phone.
"Yeah." Summer said non-commitedly.
"I've been trying to talk to you, but you haven't ben home."
"I know. I got the messages." Summer was already bored.
"Wh-why didn't you call back?"
"I've been busy."
"What, you couldn't take two minutes out of your life to call your boyfriend?" Seth joked.
"I'm sorry, okay?"
"It just doesn't seem like you are."
"Probably because I'm not."
"What?"
"Seth, I'm so sick of this!"
"Sick of what?"
"I've been trying to suppress these feelings for so long, but I cant take it anymore."
"What feelings?"
"That, I mean I love you and everything. I really do. But, it's jut you need constant reassurance, and you're clingy, and I cant always deal with that. And everyone has problems, and I want to help you with yours. But how can I help if you just run away every time it gets rough?"
"Summer, I just needed to think."
"I know, but why couldn't you have thought here in Newport, with me?"
"I don't know."
"I have always been there for you."
"Yeah, what about a year ago?"
"Seth, that was such a long time ago, it doesn't even matter!"
"It matters to me."
"But so much has changed since then!"
"I know. You didn't even know my name back then."
"Seth, that's not "
"The only reason you noticed me was because I was hanging out with Anna."
"That's not true."
"Yes, it is. You didn't want to have a damn thing to do with me. But once someone was paying attention to me, I suddenly mattered."
"No, that's not rue. I noticed you before that. We even kissed."
"But did that matter?" Summer thought for a while. Even when that did happen, she still hadn't cared about Seth. He hadn't mattered.
"I don't know."
"See? We're getting all that suppressed anger we both felt out. Now we'll be okay."Seth tried to cheer up the conversation.
"No. No, we won't be." Summer began to tear.
"Huh?"
"I'm sick of just being thrown around. You know, being with you when you want to."
"I'm totally not getting you."
"That's the point. Remember the striper incident?"
"How does that pertain to this?"
"You didn't care about how I felt about it."
"Well, I wasn't really sure if you actually did care about it."
"What?"
"You care more about what your dad thinks than what you think."
"You know what Seth? I'm tired of this."
"Tired of what?"
"Tired of fighting."
"Well, so am I. So can we just resolve this?"
"No, we can't. It's gone too far." Summer took a deep breath. "It's over."
"What's over?"
"You and me, Seth. It's over. I can't deal with you anymore. I've shed so many tears "
"No, please Summer."
"I'm so sorry Seth. It's over." Summer pressed the end button on her cell phone. She looked to Marissa, who had been completely silent during the whole fight.
"Wow." Marissa didn't know what to think.
"Yeah, wow. Wow is right."
"He really loves you."
"Well, I just can't deal with him anymore."
"I heard." Summer joined Marissa on the bed.
"Man, there's been so much drama today." Summer said through her immense tears that were falling.
"Yeah, I know." Marissa soon began to cry also. They sat there crying for a while, reflecting on what had happened.
"God, what is this? The crying room?" Summer finally announced after she realized that her and Seth were finally over.