Nothing is Ever Perfect
A/n: I really appreciate your reviews everyone. To everyone who reads my story and doesn't review, you're a poop. JK. I just hope you like the story. Oh and OC.i.luv.you, I'm sorry you don't get the story. Truly I am.
OMG, to anyone who has read my other story, "What does the future hold?", (no I'm not pimping the story, read it if you want to. . . I don't care. . .) in the last chapter I had Chad Michael Murray and Sophia Bush married. Guess what? They're engaged in real life. Outside of fanfiction world. Damn I'm good! I'm like. . . .gasp . . . psychic!!
Marissa sat crumpled up in the corner of her bathroom. She sobbed uncontrollably. She felt broken in so many ways. Broken heart, broken spirit, broken hopes and dreams. Not even alcohol could cure her of her sadness. She couldn't even drink if she wanted to. She was pregnant.
The word hit her stunned every time.
Pregnant.
And the fucking father didn't even care. He wanted her to abort the baby. His fucking baby.
And what was she going to tell Summer when she had a bulging stomach?
Oh my god. Summer.
Marissa was now the back-stabbing bitch/whore.
What was Ryan going to say to this triangle?
Oh my god. Ryan.
Marissa leaned back onto the bathroom wall in defeat. Could she hurt anymore people? The ones she truly cared about?
There was a loud knock on the door.
"Ris? Sweetie, are you all right?" Hailey called through the locked door.
"Yeah." Marissa weakly managed.
Hailey was concerned. Marissa, locked doors, and bathrooms weren't exactly a great combination. "Ris. . .you sure?"
Marissa picked herself off the floor slowly. She went to the sink and swigged some mouthwash to get out the putrid taste of throwup. She had been throwing up partly from morning sickness and also because of the sadness and twisted situation. She rinsed her face. Quickly, she applied some make up that had been lying around on the sink counter. Marissa took a look in the mirror. She looked somewhat presentable, her puffy eyes were covered by her eyeshadow and some miracle cream. The redness of her eyes had already started to fade and the eye drops had made them almost normal.
Spritzing some air freshener, she walked out to where Hailey was waiting for. "Hi." Marissa offered.
"Hi. . ." Hailey said suspiciously as she glanced into the bathroom to see if there were any bottles of pills or vodka lying around.
Marissa thought for a second. "Hailey? Am I your step-sister?"
Hailey thought about the family tree before replying. "Yeah I think you are."
Marissa's face contorted in obvious repulsion. "That means I've been having sex with my nephew. Seth." She added for clarification.
"I know, sweetie. I think everyone who was at the wedding reception knows that." Hailey stated.
Marissa blushed.
Hailey continued. "Plus, you slept with Ryan who's your nephew too."
"I never actually slept with Ryan." Marissa said hotly. She glanced at Hailey's face of doubt.
"I'm not a whore, plus things were weird between us. And Ryan isn't really part of the Cohen family with his genes."
Hailey nodded in understanding.
God she was going to give Hailey a nephew or niece.
Suddenly, Marissa felt sick. She ran to the bathroom to throw up. Hailey rushed in after her, holding up her hair as she leaned over the toilet bowl. After Marissa was done, Hailey offered her a wet paper towel which Marissa gratefully took.
"Marissa?" Hailey asked.
Marissa stood up to meet Hailey's eyes.
"You ok-. Oh my god, you're going to give me a nephew or niece." Hailey screamed.
Marissa closed her eyes in a futile attempt to block out everything that was coming to her way too fast.
Summer lay cuddled in Seth's arms with Savannah playing on the floor in front of them.
"Everything turned out alright." Summer gushed.
Almost everything.Seth thought.
Ryan looked on feeling sickened.
"I'll never leave you again." Summer whispered before grabbing Seth's head to kiss him hard.
Ryan rolled his eyes and felt like he was going to gag. "I'm gonna get out of here." Ryan stated.
The couple ignored him. Well unless you call Seth waving you away acknowledgment.
Summer broke away from the kiss. "Did Ryan say something?"
Seth shrugged.
"Look, Seth, I have to tell you something?"
"Seth!" Kirsten screamed.
Summer and Seth both winced. Summer stood up from the couch.
"Oh, Summer. You're here." Kirsten shot a glare at Seth. "Seth get your ass here."
Seth obediently followed his mother out the room while Summer looked on surprised.
Kirsten dragged her son out to the second floor. "Seth Cohen? What the hell are you doing? With Summer??? She's the reason that you and Samantha and you broke up, after your obscene behavior! She was the one who left!!!" Kirsten screamed.
Seth cringed at her words. "Mom, Summer's downstairs."
Kirsten took a deep breath and lowered her voice. "Hailey told me that Marissa is pregnant with your baby. Is that true?" She stared at Seth with a death stare.
Seth nodded. "I told her to abort it."
Fury raged in Kirsten. She slapped Seth as hard as she could over the cheek. "What the fuck are you thinking? That is your child."
Seth whimpered as he held his cheek.
Kirsten didn't feel any guilt for hitting Seth. Why should she? Her son was being an ungrateful bastard. "Think long and hard about this."
Mom! But-."
Kirsten interrupted him in mid-sentence. "How do you know Summer's not going run away. She's a freakin' caprice."
Seth bowed his head, knowing his mother was right. "I'm going to see Marissa."
Summer gasped in horror, shock and shame. She had heard the whole conversation. Cohen's weren't notorious for being quiet. She was so embarrassed. Kirsten thought of her as flighty girl. And Marissa was pregnant. That stung the most. Just when she thought things between Seth and her were going to be perfect, Marissa had to ruin it. Well she knew it wasn't just Marissa's fault, but anger can always be misdirected.
Seth might leave her for Marissa!
This was absolute bull shit.
Summer wanted to march up those stairs and tell Kirsten that she had no right to say that about her.
But Summer knew what she said was true. She was unpredictable. Marissa was more stable. Well, much more stable than before. Summer heard Seth's loud lumbering footsteps on the stair case as he prepared to come down.
Summer quickly panicked and rushed back on to the sofa where she was sitting. Just as she plopped down, Seth appeared.
Summer's breathing was heavy. She swallowed to make her voice appear more normal. "What's up?"
Seth shrugged. "Nothing much, I just got to head out."
Summer wanted to scream at him and tell him to stop lying to everyone. She knew the truth; he didn't need to play all these little mind games with her. "Can I come?" Summer asked in futile attempts to give him one last chance to explain.
Seth shook his head as he grabbed his coat.
Too late, he missed his chance.
"Maybe you should go home," Seth yelled as he walked out the door.
Summer cringed when she heard the door slam. He was being so inconsiderate. Where the hell did she have to go?
She had to think of something to do fast.
Summer made up her mind to confront Marissa and Seth in the act. It might not have been the best idea, but Summer wasn't one to idle around. She ran out to her rented black Mercedes and drove off to the Cooper's house.
Not expecting what she was going to see.
A/n: Hm, what's she going to see? I wonder. You just have to review to find out.
Also, sorry about the delay, my friend was over for a week, so I had to entertain her!