Disclaimer: I don't own the OC. If still nobody knows where Josh lives, maybe someone can tell me whether Josh is married or not. Or even better, tell me that he got some really cute sons.
The world didn't explode and my computer didn't crash (big miracle, because my computer is the slowest one alive) so here is the update.
"I think you should make up with him"
"Why should I? I don't want to"
"His mother is refusing to pay for her treatments, because you messed up her son. I really need that money, Summer. Business already didn't go well and because of the heart attack I couldn't work for a while"
Summer actually had a breakfast with her father and stepmom. She had thought they were going to eat without saying a word, but her father couldn't stop talking about Zach.
"Zach is a nice guy, right? I mean, else you wouldn't have dated him"
"Yeah, untill I found out he only wanted me because I was easy"
"So, that never stopped you before"
That last comment was from her stepmom.
"What are you doing here?"
Summer frowned, then she realized her fathers words were meant for someone who was standing behind her. She turned her head. It was Seth, he was standing in the doorway.
"Eh...I'm sorry for disturbing your peaceful breakfast. The door was open and..."
"Cohen, what are you doing here?" Summer repeated her fathers question.
"After you ran away last night, I've tried anything to get in touch with you. I've called you a thousand times and I went to your house, but you didn't open"
"Oh, that was you?" Summer sarcastically asked.
"What? You have more people stalking you?"
Summer rolled her eyes.
"Cohen, go to my room. I'll be there in a sec"
"Okay, nice to see you again, Mr. And Mrs. Roberts"
No answer.
"Okay, I'm going now"
Seth left the room.
"Are you still with that comic geek?"
"If you excuse me", Summer said, leaving the table.
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"Guess what I found when I was talking to princess Sparkle", Seth said. He was holding the letter in his hands, his letter.
Why had she kept the letter? She should have thrown it away.
"It's because of this, right? You found out I love you and you don't love me back, isn't it?"
"It is", Summer slowly said.
"You should have said this to me last night. You can't play with someones feelings like that. That's just mean"
He had to go now, he had to leave before she was going to cry.
"I know, but I had to. I hate you, Cohen. I hate everything about you. I just wanted to see you suffer"
"Well, you've got what you wanted. I hope you enjoyed seeing me miserable"
Summer turned round. She didn't want to see the sad look on Seths face. She didn't want to see the tears in his eyes. She waited till she was sure he left her bedroom, she took a deep breath and went back to the breakfast with her father and stepmom. They looked at her, Summer managed to control her emotions and sat while keeping a straight face in her chair.
"About Zach..." her father began.
"It's fine. I'll talk to him"
She didn't want to talk anymore. And the only chance of her father stop talking now, was to give in.
"Good, he's coming this afternoon. You're stepmom and I wil be going to New York for a week. And I gave the housekeepers some days off, so you two have the place all for yourselfs"
"You've already planned this?"
Summer didn't listen to the answer, because she already knew the answer.
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"Hello"
Why was he wearing a tuxedo? If it had been somebody else, Summer would have known for sure it was a joke. But it was Zach and he didn't make jokes, well at least not any jokes she understood.
"Hi Summer. Your dad said you couldn't wait to see me"
"Really? I'm going to kill my dad"
"What?"
"I said, let's chill by the cat"
"Yes, that's a good idea, a pretty good idea", Zach smiled, while he followed Summer into the living room. Of course the Roberts family didn't have a cat, but Zach didn't seem to notice.
They sat at the couch.
"You know my grandmother had just such a couch like this one and it was really big. It was almost as big as her kitchen"
Zach laughed aloud. Oh, this was one of his jokes. Summer laughed with him, but she had no idea why it had been funny.
"I think we are meant to be together", Zach said.
Summer laughed and stopped when she noticed Zach wasn't laughing. This time he had been serious.
"Together? I think we better can be friends or something"
"So, you don't want to be my girl again?"
"Eh...no", Summer surpressed an ew.
"And all the looks you gave me at school?"
She had given him looks? Looks of disgust probably.
"They didn't mean anything"
"But you wanted to see me today"
"Yeah...to be friends"
"To be friends? You're saying no to me?"
"Yes...I think you'd better leave now"
The tone in Zachs voice had changed from confused to aggresive.
"You can't say no to me. I know you like me..."
Summer got up from the couch and walked to the hall, Zach walked right behind her.
"I didn't come here to be rejected. I let you hit me, I even got a fight with that Cohen nerd and I forgave you for that. We're supposed to be together" he continued.
Summer opend the door.
"Get out. Now"
Zach slammed the door. Unfortunately he was on the wrong side of the door, he was still in the house.
"I'm not going anywhere and you neither", Zach said, while he took something black out of his jacket. It was a gun.