Title: No One Likes A Depressed Cohen
Author: SethCohenFan
Rating: PG
Summary: One Shot. Seth leaves, and Summer figures it out. How does she react to his leaving. SS
Disclaimer: I don't own the OC... Josh Schwartz does.
A/n: This is my answer to a challenge on a FF board... I hope that you enjoy.
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Cohen seemed depressed. Why shouldn't he be? Ryan left to go back to Chino, he blew up at Marissa. He seemed so down, looking out blankly like that. I really hope that he is all right.
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"Believe me, if there was something I could do, I would," sighed Marissa.
"Yeah well, I think you've done enough, so..." said Seth. What the hell was he thinking. Ryan was leaving and he was picking a fight with Marissa.
"What does that mean?" snapped Marissa.
"I just don't even think Ryan would be back with Theresa if it wasn't for you and Oliver in the first place-"explained Seth. He was going way to far.
"Cohen," I pleaded, as if just saying his name would make him stop.
"Right. And all you ever did was use him to meet girls and get out of fights." snapped Marissa.
This was going waaaaaay too far. "Okay you guys, come on." Since when did I play mediator.
"You know, I don't really care. I gotta get ready. So as long as you're cool with him leaving-"he never finished his sentence as he got up to walk away. Get Ready? Get ready for what? COHEN!!!
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I couldn't help but feel bad for him.
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"You can still see him, you know. Chino isn't that far away." I said, trying to get him to at least smile. He seemed so preoccupied, so lost in his own world. He looked so lost, so sad.
"I just can't believe he's leaving. The first real friend I ever had. The only real friend I ever had." he said. It looked as if he was about to cry.
Could Chino leaving actually be affecting him that badly? "No..." I said quietly, trying to get him out of this depressive slump. "You have me."
His reaction was anything except what I expected. "Yeah, but that's not the same thing," he said, looking out at the water before turning back to me again. "You don't get it. Before he got here, I was the biggest loser. This place was hell for me, okay? And I can't help him and I just... I can't even imagine what it's gonna be like without him."
I wanted more than anything to just hug him right there. Everything was going to be alright. Ryan leaving wasn't the end of the world, was it? "We'll make it through this, I promise," I said soothingly.
He didn't respond for the longest time. "Could you tell them I'll be back in a few minutes please?" he asked. He really did want to be alone, didn't he?
"Sure," I said quietly, getting up to leave. I was almost gone when he stopped me.
"And just for the record... the boat was named after you." I didn't know what to say, what to do. I didn't know anything. So what did I do? The stupidest thing I could possibly ever do. I walked away.
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Of all people, why did I have to fall in love with Cohen? Like he said, he was a loser, right? I stared up at the ceiling of my room. Before Ryan ever came I probably wouldn't have been here, I would be out doing something.
The thoughts of what Cohen had said before rang through my head. "I gotta get ready. I gotta get ready.... The boat was named after you... you..."
Shit! That isn't good. I simply put two and two together. Seth, getting ready, boat. Seth, boat, leave. I got up quickly and ran quickly down the steps, nearly falling down them. I think I made record time from my room to my car. Sure there was a chance of falling and breaking every bone in my body... but Seth.
The engine turned over and I stepped on the gas. I had to get to the dock, and fast.
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Sure I could've gone to his house first, to see if he was there before jumping to conclusions. But if Seth really was leaving, then... Oh God, I couldn't even think about it.
Almost there. I could see the rows of boats all lined up neatly. Suddenly, I was there.
I turned the ignition off and got out of the car in one fluid, but fast step. I couldn't help but have his horrible feeling swelling in the pit of my stomach. Had it really been only yesterday that we had been here, together. Yes, but it seemed like it was so long ago.
Luckily, I remembered where Seth's boat was, and got there.
"And just for the record, the boat was named after you..." I ran as quickly as I could to the place where the boat was supposed to be.
When I got there, I was surprised that I didn't burst into tears, right there. Empty, nothing. There was nothing there. Nothing there except for water, water and the boats that were around Seth's. There was nothing there. I felt this unexplainable sorrow and hatred fill me.
How could he do that? How could he just up and leave... for God-knows-where? "COHEN!!!!!!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, hoping that maybe he could ear my cry.
There was no response. "COHEN!!!" I shouted again. This time, I heard an answer, but it wasn't Seth.
A man walked over to me. "May I help you miss?" he asked.
I took a deep breath in, trying to calm myself down before answering. "Yes. There is supposed to be a boat here, owned by Seth Cohen. Have you seen him?" Wait, did I just say him?
"Oh, Seth," the man said. My heart jumped. Maybe he knew where Cohen was. "He left, about ten minutes ago. Seemed awfully urgent to leave... sad and brokenhearted like maybe. You must have just missed him."
My hears sunk. He had left. I felt a stray tear fall down my cheek. "Did he say anything to you?" I asked, trying not to sound as upset as I really was.
The man shook his head. "But he did have a bag with him. He seemed to be going somewhere."
I felt like falling to the dock and just sobbing, but no, I wouldn't cry, I couldn't cry, not yet. "Thank you," I choked, the emotion beginning to come out.
"No problem, miss," he said. He obviously though that I needed some alone time because with that, he turned around and left.
I looked out at the open water, "DAMN YOU COHEN!!" I shouted. I continued to stare out at the water in silence for the longest time, tears falling freely, before leaving the dock and heading back to my car.
I slowly got in, the exact opposite of the way I had arrived and the tears continued falling. First Ryan and now Seth. Could he really have left? There had to be some kind of explanation, right? Kirsten & Sandy wouldn't have just let Seth run away like that. I had to go and talk to them.
I turned the key and the engine turned over and I left to go to the Cohen's house, tears still falling.
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I pulled into the Cohen's driveway and dried my tears before getting out. Trying to stay calm, I walked up and rang the doorbell. I stood there for a long time before Sandy answered. Just looking at Sandy reminded me so much of Seth that tears began to well up in my eyes. I didn't know what came over me, but I hugged him almost immediately as he opened the door. I think Sandy was a bit shocked, but it was somewhat comforting when he returned the hug.
Pulling away from the hug, Sandy said, "Seth is upstairs." Wait, didn't they know? They couldn't have known if Sandy still thought Seth was in his room. But there was a small part of me that still held hope that Seth really was just in his room and that he had sold the boat. Yet the words of the man at the dock rang clearly in my head. "You must have just missed him."
I nodded, but said nothing, and headed up to Seth's room.
When I got there, I almost didn't want to open the door. The house was eerily silent and the door creaked when I finally did open it. "Seth?" I asked quietly as my voice cracked.
I got no response and walked in. I found that the room was empty. EMPTY! Empty, just like the space where his boat should have been, and just like my heart would be if he really had left.
Refusing to cry, I walked around the vacant room looking for any sign of Seth. Nothing. The room looked exactly the same as it always did, except for the fact that it was Sethless.
I sat down on his bed, ready to cry when I spotted two envelopes sitting on the desk by Captain Oats.
My heart sank, if possible, even further. One of them was addressed to me, the other to his parents.
Grabbing the one that had my name on it, I opened it slowly and pulled out a piece of paper. I recognized the handwriting as being Seth's right away, except that it was shaky, like he was upset while writing it.
As I read it, tears well up in my eyes, and before I knew it, I was sobbing uncontrollably.
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Summer,
Hey, if you're reading this, I'm probably on my way to Tahiti right now. Just as a first thought, this isn't your fault at all. With Ryan gone and Marissa hating me, it won't be that long before things go back to the way they were before Ryan came. It won't be long before you think of me as a loser again.
I had the greatest time with you, and I really do think I love you, but I had to go. You just wouldn't understand. I need to get away from Newport, before I kill Marissa. It's all her fault that Ryan left, and I really think that I hate her.
Maybe I'll come back, maybe I won't. I heard that Tahiti is great this time of year. Apologize to Marissa for me, even though I still am mad at her, she has enough to deal with right now.
Leaving is the best thing for me. Besides, no one likes a depressed Cohen.
Love,
Seth
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I know it sounds weird, but it was almost as if I could hear Cohen reading the note, like he was standing right next to me. I sniffled and looked at the plastic horse. Had he really left? No he couldn't have. I grabbed the hoarse and began sobbing again.
He really was gone. He really had left. I felt so horrible, so empty, and he was right, it was all Coop's fault.
"I love you Cohen," I said between sobs. "I really do."
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A/n: That is it. I hope that you liked it. If you did, please review.
Author: SethCohenFan
Rating: PG
Summary: One Shot. Seth leaves, and Summer figures it out. How does she react to his leaving. SS
Disclaimer: I don't own the OC... Josh Schwartz does.
A/n: This is my answer to a challenge on a FF board... I hope that you enjoy.
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Cohen seemed depressed. Why shouldn't he be? Ryan left to go back to Chino, he blew up at Marissa. He seemed so down, looking out blankly like that. I really hope that he is all right.
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"Believe me, if there was something I could do, I would," sighed Marissa.
"Yeah well, I think you've done enough, so..." said Seth. What the hell was he thinking. Ryan was leaving and he was picking a fight with Marissa.
"What does that mean?" snapped Marissa.
"I just don't even think Ryan would be back with Theresa if it wasn't for you and Oliver in the first place-"explained Seth. He was going way to far.
"Cohen," I pleaded, as if just saying his name would make him stop.
"Right. And all you ever did was use him to meet girls and get out of fights." snapped Marissa.
This was going waaaaaay too far. "Okay you guys, come on." Since when did I play mediator.
"You know, I don't really care. I gotta get ready. So as long as you're cool with him leaving-"he never finished his sentence as he got up to walk away. Get Ready? Get ready for what? COHEN!!!
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I couldn't help but feel bad for him.
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"You can still see him, you know. Chino isn't that far away." I said, trying to get him to at least smile. He seemed so preoccupied, so lost in his own world. He looked so lost, so sad.
"I just can't believe he's leaving. The first real friend I ever had. The only real friend I ever had." he said. It looked as if he was about to cry.
Could Chino leaving actually be affecting him that badly? "No..." I said quietly, trying to get him out of this depressive slump. "You have me."
His reaction was anything except what I expected. "Yeah, but that's not the same thing," he said, looking out at the water before turning back to me again. "You don't get it. Before he got here, I was the biggest loser. This place was hell for me, okay? And I can't help him and I just... I can't even imagine what it's gonna be like without him."
I wanted more than anything to just hug him right there. Everything was going to be alright. Ryan leaving wasn't the end of the world, was it? "We'll make it through this, I promise," I said soothingly.
He didn't respond for the longest time. "Could you tell them I'll be back in a few minutes please?" he asked. He really did want to be alone, didn't he?
"Sure," I said quietly, getting up to leave. I was almost gone when he stopped me.
"And just for the record... the boat was named after you." I didn't know what to say, what to do. I didn't know anything. So what did I do? The stupidest thing I could possibly ever do. I walked away.
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Of all people, why did I have to fall in love with Cohen? Like he said, he was a loser, right? I stared up at the ceiling of my room. Before Ryan ever came I probably wouldn't have been here, I would be out doing something.
The thoughts of what Cohen had said before rang through my head. "I gotta get ready. I gotta get ready.... The boat was named after you... you..."
Shit! That isn't good. I simply put two and two together. Seth, getting ready, boat. Seth, boat, leave. I got up quickly and ran quickly down the steps, nearly falling down them. I think I made record time from my room to my car. Sure there was a chance of falling and breaking every bone in my body... but Seth.
The engine turned over and I stepped on the gas. I had to get to the dock, and fast.
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Sure I could've gone to his house first, to see if he was there before jumping to conclusions. But if Seth really was leaving, then... Oh God, I couldn't even think about it.
Almost there. I could see the rows of boats all lined up neatly. Suddenly, I was there.
I turned the ignition off and got out of the car in one fluid, but fast step. I couldn't help but have his horrible feeling swelling in the pit of my stomach. Had it really been only yesterday that we had been here, together. Yes, but it seemed like it was so long ago.
Luckily, I remembered where Seth's boat was, and got there.
"And just for the record, the boat was named after you..." I ran as quickly as I could to the place where the boat was supposed to be.
When I got there, I was surprised that I didn't burst into tears, right there. Empty, nothing. There was nothing there. Nothing there except for water, water and the boats that were around Seth's. There was nothing there. I felt this unexplainable sorrow and hatred fill me.
How could he do that? How could he just up and leave... for God-knows-where? "COHEN!!!!!!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, hoping that maybe he could ear my cry.
There was no response. "COHEN!!!" I shouted again. This time, I heard an answer, but it wasn't Seth.
A man walked over to me. "May I help you miss?" he asked.
I took a deep breath in, trying to calm myself down before answering. "Yes. There is supposed to be a boat here, owned by Seth Cohen. Have you seen him?" Wait, did I just say him?
"Oh, Seth," the man said. My heart jumped. Maybe he knew where Cohen was. "He left, about ten minutes ago. Seemed awfully urgent to leave... sad and brokenhearted like maybe. You must have just missed him."
My hears sunk. He had left. I felt a stray tear fall down my cheek. "Did he say anything to you?" I asked, trying not to sound as upset as I really was.
The man shook his head. "But he did have a bag with him. He seemed to be going somewhere."
I felt like falling to the dock and just sobbing, but no, I wouldn't cry, I couldn't cry, not yet. "Thank you," I choked, the emotion beginning to come out.
"No problem, miss," he said. He obviously though that I needed some alone time because with that, he turned around and left.
I looked out at the open water, "DAMN YOU COHEN!!" I shouted. I continued to stare out at the water in silence for the longest time, tears falling freely, before leaving the dock and heading back to my car.
I slowly got in, the exact opposite of the way I had arrived and the tears continued falling. First Ryan and now Seth. Could he really have left? There had to be some kind of explanation, right? Kirsten & Sandy wouldn't have just let Seth run away like that. I had to go and talk to them.
I turned the key and the engine turned over and I left to go to the Cohen's house, tears still falling.
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I pulled into the Cohen's driveway and dried my tears before getting out. Trying to stay calm, I walked up and rang the doorbell. I stood there for a long time before Sandy answered. Just looking at Sandy reminded me so much of Seth that tears began to well up in my eyes. I didn't know what came over me, but I hugged him almost immediately as he opened the door. I think Sandy was a bit shocked, but it was somewhat comforting when he returned the hug.
Pulling away from the hug, Sandy said, "Seth is upstairs." Wait, didn't they know? They couldn't have known if Sandy still thought Seth was in his room. But there was a small part of me that still held hope that Seth really was just in his room and that he had sold the boat. Yet the words of the man at the dock rang clearly in my head. "You must have just missed him."
I nodded, but said nothing, and headed up to Seth's room.
When I got there, I almost didn't want to open the door. The house was eerily silent and the door creaked when I finally did open it. "Seth?" I asked quietly as my voice cracked.
I got no response and walked in. I found that the room was empty. EMPTY! Empty, just like the space where his boat should have been, and just like my heart would be if he really had left.
Refusing to cry, I walked around the vacant room looking for any sign of Seth. Nothing. The room looked exactly the same as it always did, except for the fact that it was Sethless.
I sat down on his bed, ready to cry when I spotted two envelopes sitting on the desk by Captain Oats.
My heart sank, if possible, even further. One of them was addressed to me, the other to his parents.
Grabbing the one that had my name on it, I opened it slowly and pulled out a piece of paper. I recognized the handwriting as being Seth's right away, except that it was shaky, like he was upset while writing it.
As I read it, tears well up in my eyes, and before I knew it, I was sobbing uncontrollably.
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Summer,
Hey, if you're reading this, I'm probably on my way to Tahiti right now. Just as a first thought, this isn't your fault at all. With Ryan gone and Marissa hating me, it won't be that long before things go back to the way they were before Ryan came. It won't be long before you think of me as a loser again.
I had the greatest time with you, and I really do think I love you, but I had to go. You just wouldn't understand. I need to get away from Newport, before I kill Marissa. It's all her fault that Ryan left, and I really think that I hate her.
Maybe I'll come back, maybe I won't. I heard that Tahiti is great this time of year. Apologize to Marissa for me, even though I still am mad at her, she has enough to deal with right now.
Leaving is the best thing for me. Besides, no one likes a depressed Cohen.
Love,
Seth
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I know it sounds weird, but it was almost as if I could hear Cohen reading the note, like he was standing right next to me. I sniffled and looked at the plastic horse. Had he really left? No he couldn't have. I grabbed the hoarse and began sobbing again.
He really was gone. He really had left. I felt so horrible, so empty, and he was right, it was all Coop's fault.
"I love you Cohen," I said between sobs. "I really do."
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A/n: That is it. I hope that you liked it. If you did, please review.