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Chapter 11
The ocean was his punishment, the ocean was his prize. For once in his life he was able to enjoy the solitude without being ridiculed, but for the first time, he was wanted accompaniment. Seth rolled his head back and forth, mirroring the swaying of the boat. He didn't exactly know where he was today, but he didn't care as much as he had a week ago. Tahiti didn't seem to hold as much promise as it had as he left that morning. That morning...Seth closed his eyes tighter, he wanted to squeeze the memories out of his head, but he always wanted to remember that morning always. What was going through his head as he wrote that letter to Summer? Why was Newport so awful again? I mean sure, a year ago Tahiti would have been heaven. Seth concentrated, he needed to remember the reason he wanted to escape. Lets see, ok, there was the obvious, Ryan left, and that totally sucked, but how was this helping him heal again? Summer and him were amazingly happy. The happiest he'd ever been! Happier than he could have imagined, even when he lusted over her. Seth never felt as complete as did when he and Summer were together. He didn't even know how much of a part of him that he was until they broke up. Seth laughed to himself, "I can't believe she broke up with me because of her dad!" Just then, an all too familiar song started playing on Seth's IPOD. As Jeff Buckley's "Hallelujah" began it's serenade, Seth's mind filled with memories of the model home. Specifically, he saw himself and Sandy in the car, searching for Ryan.
"Promise me that you will never run away, no matter how bad things seem." Sandy voice continued to grow inside of Seth's head. "You're mother and I will always be there." Seth cringed as he heard himself say, "ok Dad, take it down a notch." Sandy's voice now boomed, "The minute that you were born, I knew I would never take another easy breath again, without knowing that you are safe. I'm warning you, you run away, I'm coming with you."
Seth shook his head. "I'm sorry." He whispered to himself. "I'm so sorry Dad. After a year, I've broken my promise to you, and I'm so sorry."
As the song ended Seth took a deep breath and took his headphones off. He absent mindedly reached into his cooler expecting to find a nice, warm, ordered in dinner, like at home. Instead, he found fish. Always fish. He didn't even like fish. What was he thinking?? He didn't belong out here. This wasn't home. As much as he hated Newport sometimes, he realized, that it was his home. As Seth quickly switched the sail to the opposite direction and started sailing back, he realized that this trip was worth it. He knew where he belonged now. He belonged with Summer.