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Chapter Eight

Summer's head turned to look at Seth. "You knew? And you didn't tell me? Summer shrieked angrily.

Before Seth had a chance to answer her, Marissa joined in. "YOU KNEW? You know, Ryan-" Marissa snapped her head in Ryan's direction before looking back at Seth, "has done stupid stuff like this before, but you-YOU-you have never been one to lie to ANYONE. I CAN NOT believe you didn't tell me about this! Or at least tell Summer! She would have told me! I CAN NOT believe it! Two of the most important people in my life! Both could easily lie to me and not feel the need to tell me about something important!"

"What is wrong with the both of you?" Summer screamed. "I can not believe you didn't tell me that my best friend is moving away!" Summer snapped at Seth.

"Well, I tried to tell Ryan to tell Marissa-" Seth started.

Hearing this, Marissa whipped around and glared at Ryan. It seemed she had just remembered he was standing in the room. "Hello? Ryan? Were you planning on telling me you were moving or what?" Marissa yelled.

Ryan glared at Seth, whom shrugged helplessly. Seth looked as if he wanted to be anywhere else in the world, but in his own living room at that moment. "Thanks, man," he muttered before turning to his wife. "Marissa-" Ryan started to defend himself.

"How long have you been thinking about moving out there? How long, Ryan Atwood?" Marissa screamed. She was getting angrier and angrier by the minute.

Summer looked around the room. Seth was busy gaping at Marissa and Ryan's fight, Marissa was busy yelling, and Ryan was busying looking helpless. She slowly pulled herself off up the couch and took a few steps closer to the hallway. No one had even noticed she had moved; there were all too busy with Marissa and Ryan's fight. She moved a few backwards a few more steps before turning around and hurrying out of the room. She went up the stairs to the master bedroom. She didn't want to listen to Marissa and Ryan fight, and, besides that, she had to take her fertility pill.

She popped the pill in her mouth and washed it down with three huge gulps of water. She had such a horrible headache and felt so tired. She rubbed her forehead slowly as she tried to make the pain go away.

"What are you doing?" a very suspicious voice asked from behind Summer.

Summer jumped at least three feet before she turned to see Seth standing there. In her surprise, she knocked several more bottles of pills out of the medicine cabinet, which fell to the floor. She dropped the fertility drugs into the pile of bottles. Summer glared at Seth. "You scared me!" Summer snapped. She now had both her hands over her heart as she breathed in deeply. "Were you trying to kill me?" Summer snapped again.

Seth stared at Summer as a frown formed on his face. "What are you doing?" Seth repeated as he stared at Summer's eyes. She looked flushed and embarrassed.

She looked away from his gaze and shrugged helplessly. "Just taking my allergy pill," Summer replied as she forced a smile to appear on her face.

"Why?" Seth asked her as he continued to stare at her with the same frown and same suspicious look on his face.

"Why what?" Summer asked as innocently as she could manage. She was almost positive that Seth knew she was lying. She avoided looking directly at him, which she knew was probably a mistake, instead of a way of concealing the fact that she was lying. Unfortunately, she couldn't help it; she couldn't look at him as she told him lie after lie.

"You're only supposed to take your allergy medicine when your allergies are bugging you," Seth told her pointedly.

"Thank you, Dr. Seth. What other helpful advice do you have?" Summer snapped as she brought her gaze back up to his eyes so she could glare at him. "For your information," Summer said as she put her hands on her hips, "my allergies have been horrible lately and I couldn't take it anymore. So I came up here to take my pill." Summer flipped her dark brown hair over her shoulder and added, "Plus, I don't know about you, but I don't want to be anywhere near Ryan and Marissa when they're fighting."

"Don't change the subject," Seth warned Summer in a stern tone.

"Don't talk to me like that," Summer replied in a snappy way.

"Summer, your allergies aren't acting up," Seth said confidently.

"Were too!" Summer argued. She felt as though she was five years when they she replied with that, but she didn't care too much at that particular moment.

"Were not," Seth answered with the amount of maturity.

"I'm not having this conversation with you. My allergies were bugging me so I took my allergy medicine," Summer told Seth. She was speaking to him in her 'so there' tone of voice.

Summer leaned down and started to pick up all the bottles that had fallen to the floor. Seth leaned down to help her pick up the bottles. "Seth, I've got it!" Summer snapped as she snatched two bottles of pills out of his hands. The fertility drugs were somewhere in that huge pile of bottles and Summer had to make sure she found them before Seth did.

That was the final straw for Seth. "Okay, I don't understand why you're so ticked off at me, but I'm trying here, Summer. I'm only asking that you try, too," Seth told her in as calm of a voice that he could manage at the moment.

With that, Seth walked out of the bathroom and headed back down stairs. Summer's eyes flooded with tears. She knew she was crabby and snotty, even more so than normal right now. The last thing she wanted to do was push Seth away, but she couldn't help it. She felt like she could actually feel her hormones raging and it was driving her crazy. Why couldn't she just act normal? Why did those stupid drugs have to have so many stupid side effects?

She bent down again and finished picking up all the bottles that were left on the floor. She carefully put them all away in the medicine cabinet. She decided not to put the fertility pills back in the medicine cabinet because, after all, it had been a stupid place to put them in the first place. Seth could have accidentally found them. Now that Summer thought about it, she was actually surprised he hadn't found them. Either way, now he would probably be suspicious about the allergy pills and Summer didn't want him to find the fertility drugs in the medicine cabinet.

She took them into the bedroom, went to her side of the bed, and sat down. She pulled open the drawer in her bedside table. She pulled out some magazines and make-up. She threw some more stuff on the bed before putting the pills in the drawer at the very bottom. She carefully piled everything she had taken out of the drawer back on top of the pills. She then closed the drawer and walked out of the room.

Back downstairs, Marissa and Ryan were still screaming at and arguing with each other. It appeared to Summer that they had gotten absolutely nowhere. Summer crept over to the living room entrance and stood behind Seth as they both listened to Ryan and Marissa argue.

"You've known for three months! Three months! Twelve weeks! About 90 days! A billion minutes and a zillion seconds! Why didn't you tell me? All these months you've been lying to me! Telling me lie after lie! For three months! You never mentioned or even suggested moving anywhere. Not even out of this neighborhood! Much less, moving all the way across the country to New York!" Marissa screamed. She stopped screaming for a minute, but appeared to get a second wind quickly. "I can't believe you! Three months! Three whole MONTHS! THREE!" Marissa yelled.

"Marissa! I didn't think you'd react well if I told you we might need to move to New York so I didn't tell you. I should have, but I didn't. And, by the way, I wasn't so wrong about the first part of this!" Ryan argued as he glared at a flushed and angry Marissa.

"Did you even consider how I was going to feel? Or did you just think I wouldn't mind moving away with out any notice what so ever?" Marissa was still yelling. "Or were you just thinking of leaving me here? You could just run off without a word and leave me to raise your child!" Marissa screamed in an accusing tone. Her voice was getting impossibly louder and louder.

"Marissa, stop it right now! You know darn well that I would not run off and leave you. I wasn't sure how to handle this transferring thing and I didn't want to upset you until I had a better idea about how I felt about it so I didn't tell you. I'm sorry, but this hard for me, too. It's not just about you, you know," Ryan snapped.

"'It's not just about you, you know,'" Marissa mimicked. "Are you kidding me? You didn't even bother to tell me! If you had, I could have helped you and been there for you. But, oh, did you tell me? NO!" Marissa retorted angrily.

"AGAIN, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about moving, but I still don't even know what to do about that!" Ryan yelled back to her again.

"Well, Ryan, I know exactly what I'm going to do," Marissa said sharply. Marissa turned away from Ryan and stomped to the front door. "Thanks for having me," Marissa said to Seth and Summer, whom were still standing in the front hall outside the living room. Marissa grabbed her purse and jacket and walked out of the house, closing the front door loudly.

"Dude," Seth said as Ryan stomped out of the living room, "you're so sleeping on the couch tonight."

"You think?" Ryan asked sarcastically as he headed for the front door.

"Good luck with Marissa," Seth said to Ryan. Summer leaned over and hit Seth. "What?" Seth asked turning to Summer. She glared at him and shook her head. Seth rolled his eyes at her and walked to the front door. He opened it for Ryan.

"Well, thanks for having us…this was an absolute blast, we should do this again really soon," Ryan told Seth.

Seth grinned at Ryan. "At least you haven't lost your sense of humor," Seth said laughing.

"I'll always have that, right?" Ryan shot Seth a tight smile. "Bye, Sum, I'll talk to you guys later," Ryan added as he turned and looked to Summer, whom was leaning against the wall with a moody look on her face.

"Bye," Summer replied as she turned her head towards Ryan and waved good-bye to him.

Summer and Seth watched Ryan climb into his car and pull it out of the driveway. When the car turned the corner and was out of sight, Seth closed the front door and locked it. "Well, it's been a long night, huh?" Seth commented.

Summer barely glanced at him as she turned around and headed to the kitchen. She got out a towel and cleaned off the table.

"Do you have to go the set tomorrow?" Seth asked her. He was trying to start up some kind of conversation with his wife.

"Yeah, I do," Summer answered curtly. She finished cleaning the table and threw the towel down on the counter.

Seth walked over to her and slipped his arms around her waist. "Then you have to get up early tomorrow…do you want to go to bed?" Seth questioned as he kissed the side of Summer's head.

"Yeah, I'm going to bed," Summer answered coldly as she pulled herself out of Seth's arms and headed up their carpeted stairs by herself.

Seth sighed to himself. He knew that something was going on with Summer, but he couldn't put his finger on what. The only explanation he could find was that she was upset with him for some reason. But what did he do? He couldn't think of anything that would make Summer angry with him. He supposed it didn't really matter what he did, just that he had to make it up to her. He needed to fix whatever was wrong between them. He hated when they were at odds and fighting. It just made so much more sense to be happy and together than mad and angry all the time. With all this in mind, Seth sat down at the kitchen table and started thinking about what he could do to make up for whatever it was he did.