Title: Home
Author(s): Sara and Lizzie
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The only thing we own is the psychotic plot that came from reading way to many Mary Higgins Clark books.
"On my way down, I saw you, and you saved me from myself." –Ryan Cabrera
Her hands wouldn't stop shaking. She clenched them into fists because she didn't want Seth to see.
After all, it was two days since he had gotten her off that boat and she had been feigning recuperation.
Seth walked into the living room, and saw Summer, huddled on the couch, wrapping her shaking arms around her knees, which were drawn up to her chest.
She had put on a good act, at least tried to around Ryan and Marissa. But Seth knew her. She wasn't anywhere near fine. He could see through her fake smiles and hollow laughs. Now that Ryan and Marissa had finally left, to talk things over, he could talk to Summer without them hovering around, making tea and doing other ridiculous things they didn't really know how to do.
He sat down next to her on the couch and put his arms around her.
"Cohen, I'm fine."
"No you're not. Do you honestly think I've believed you these last two days?"
There was a long pause. "No." She finally whispered. "I just don't want to be treated like some charity case, that everyone has to be on pins and needles around..."
"Sum, you're not a charity case. You were kidnapped, Summer. And raped."
She winced at the word rape. "I wasn't raped, Seth. He never had sex with me."
"He forced you to do something you didn't want to do. It's rape."
She winced again. "You're right."
Seth ran his hands through her hair. "You were incredibly strong." He told her. "God, it was so cold in there, you really could have been killed and-" he stopped, unable to finish.
"It was you, you know." She said, grabbing his hand, and intertwining their fingers. "I kept going, because I knew you'd come for me."
"I love you."
"I love you too. Seth about the letter. If it had been from Anna, well. I over re acted."
He shook his head. "It doesn't matter. Anna, she's in the past. We're looking to the future and I see nothing but you and me."
She snuggled closer to him. "That was incredibly corny Cohen."
"Back to the nickname. Good." He paused. "Summer, I need you to know, that no matter what it is, whether you're trapped on a yacht, or stranded in an airport, or anything, no matter what's between us, I will always come for you."
"Can't you assume that this will be between us?"
He smiled down at her. "Of course I can. Cause I'm not going anywhere."
"Again with the corny."
"You know what, you seem to be doing just fine."
She managed to laugh. Her real laugh. And Seth realized she needed to get over it like this. Not all sympathetic and awkward but straight forward and real.
"I'm gonna be all right."
"I have no doubt."
Marissa sipped her coffee, and looked over at Ryan. "You must think I'm a selfish bitch." She said abruptly, breaking the silence. "Worrying about us with Summer the way she is."
Ryan opened his mouth to speak, but Marissa cut him off. "But I can't help it Ryan. This matters to me. When you went back to Chino, God. It was devastating. Then to see Seth and Summer getting right into this perfect place with each other... I want to be with you, Ryan. I just don't know if I want to risk getting hurt again."
Ryan took a deep breath. "I don't think you're a selfish bitch. I've been focused on us too. All I can do is tell you that I'm sorry."
Marissa looked him in the eyes and smiled. "Give me some time." She said.
He sighed. "Time?" he asked questioningly.
"Yea." She said firmly, a little defensively. "You can't expect me to forget about Theresa and all that...stuff."
He nodded. "I'm willing to wait for you Marissa."
Author(s): Sara and Lizzie
Rating: R
Disclaimer: The only thing we own is the psychotic plot that came from reading way to many Mary Higgins Clark books.
"On my way down, I saw you, and you saved me from myself." –Ryan Cabrera
Her hands wouldn't stop shaking. She clenched them into fists because she didn't want Seth to see.
After all, it was two days since he had gotten her off that boat and she had been feigning recuperation.
Seth walked into the living room, and saw Summer, huddled on the couch, wrapping her shaking arms around her knees, which were drawn up to her chest.
She had put on a good act, at least tried to around Ryan and Marissa. But Seth knew her. She wasn't anywhere near fine. He could see through her fake smiles and hollow laughs. Now that Ryan and Marissa had finally left, to talk things over, he could talk to Summer without them hovering around, making tea and doing other ridiculous things they didn't really know how to do.
He sat down next to her on the couch and put his arms around her.
"Cohen, I'm fine."
"No you're not. Do you honestly think I've believed you these last two days?"
There was a long pause. "No." She finally whispered. "I just don't want to be treated like some charity case, that everyone has to be on pins and needles around..."
"Sum, you're not a charity case. You were kidnapped, Summer. And raped."
She winced at the word rape. "I wasn't raped, Seth. He never had sex with me."
"He forced you to do something you didn't want to do. It's rape."
She winced again. "You're right."
Seth ran his hands through her hair. "You were incredibly strong." He told her. "God, it was so cold in there, you really could have been killed and-" he stopped, unable to finish.
"It was you, you know." She said, grabbing his hand, and intertwining their fingers. "I kept going, because I knew you'd come for me."
"I love you."
"I love you too. Seth about the letter. If it had been from Anna, well. I over re acted."
He shook his head. "It doesn't matter. Anna, she's in the past. We're looking to the future and I see nothing but you and me."
She snuggled closer to him. "That was incredibly corny Cohen."
"Back to the nickname. Good." He paused. "Summer, I need you to know, that no matter what it is, whether you're trapped on a yacht, or stranded in an airport, or anything, no matter what's between us, I will always come for you."
"Can't you assume that this will be between us?"
He smiled down at her. "Of course I can. Cause I'm not going anywhere."
"Again with the corny."
"You know what, you seem to be doing just fine."
She managed to laugh. Her real laugh. And Seth realized she needed to get over it like this. Not all sympathetic and awkward but straight forward and real.
"I'm gonna be all right."
"I have no doubt."
Marissa sipped her coffee, and looked over at Ryan. "You must think I'm a selfish bitch." She said abruptly, breaking the silence. "Worrying about us with Summer the way she is."
Ryan opened his mouth to speak, but Marissa cut him off. "But I can't help it Ryan. This matters to me. When you went back to Chino, God. It was devastating. Then to see Seth and Summer getting right into this perfect place with each other... I want to be with you, Ryan. I just don't know if I want to risk getting hurt again."
Ryan took a deep breath. "I don't think you're a selfish bitch. I've been focused on us too. All I can do is tell you that I'm sorry."
Marissa looked him in the eyes and smiled. "Give me some time." She said.
He sighed. "Time?" he asked questioningly.
"Yea." She said firmly, a little defensively. "You can't expect me to forget about Theresa and all that...stuff."
He nodded. "I'm willing to wait for you Marissa."