Welcome to His Life
Chapter 1: Welcome to My Life
Summary: Seth returns home, only after desperate pleas, and demands of his parents, to a Ryan-less Newport. Will life be the same? Will Summer still want him? Or will it be exactly like it was before Ryan ever showed up…
Rating: PG-13 for language and content
Disclaimer: I unfortunately own absolutely nothing. If you did think I owned something…than you were crazy for thinking that. So, in actuality, it's totally pointless to have a disclaimer. Who the heck is gonna sue some bored teenager for writing about their characters? Think about it... haha
A/N: Howdy ya'll! I was sitting here…listening to some music… when the lyrics just appealed to me (they aren't in this chapter…because I changed it…but should be in the next…). I thought, wow, what a good song-fic I could make out of this. So I started writing. The song is Welcome to My Life By Simple Plan. Yeah, and I'm planning on getting back to Palm Trees and Power Lines… I've just had SO little time to write lately… but I promise I'll get back to that soon!! Now on to the story! R&R por favor!!
Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming
The cool ocean mist wind swept across Seth's face as he walked down the sand along Newport Beach. He was home against every wish he had ever made. His entire life he grew up hearing about the "evils" of Newport; how it sucked you in, making it next to impossible to get out. He grew up hearing stories of "good people turned bad" when they came here. Even Julie Cooper led a normal life before she came to Newport. Now look at her; first she was sleeping with her daughter's ex-boyfriend, now she's sleeping with Seth's grandfather! Seth knew this had to be illegal on some level… what level that was, he didn't know, but it had to be.
Taking in a sharp breath, he walked up to the ocean and let the cold water cover his feet with sand. He'd been home for a day, and still hadn't seen anyone. He stayed on his boat most of the day, but when it grew darker he decided to go for a walk. He'd been on the beach for a little while now, just walking and thinking about everything; Newport, Ryan, Summer… whatever came to his mind.
As he walked on, a body, outlined by the moonlight, came into view a few yards away. As he grew closer, though, he heard a faint crying. He stopped, and thought maybe he should just leave the girl alone. Most people want to be left alone when they're crying anyway. But when he turned around, his body froze as a cold rush shot through him.
"Why did you have to leave, Seth?" the oh-so-familiar voice cried into the ocean. "You promised you wouldn't break my heart. You told me you wouldn't be one of those people. But I guess you were…you lied just like the rest of them. Well, Seth, I'm sick of this shit. I'm sick of spending every day crying over you, and every night yelling to nothing. I'm done, Seth Cohen. I am done!"
Seth stood motionless, as all of his worst fears rushed through his body. Summer hated him. He left for a little while, promising to come back in his letter, but she still hated him. His mind scanned through possible scenarios of what could happen tonight. He could just run away, and leave again. Besides, if he didn't have Summer… he had nothing. He could just confront her, right here, right now. Or, instead of now, he could wait a night and let her sleep it off. The next day, then, he could go talk everything out with her. He could also run out into the ocean where he was now, then swim in and pretend he got into a horrible accident and was lucky to have survived… but he was pretty sure that wouldn't work in the long run.
Finally, he took a deep breath and turned around towards the crying figure. He had to get this over with right now. He couldn't wait; she might hate him even more if he did.
"S-Summer," he stammered, and was surprised when she could actually hear his whisper.
"Cohen?" she asked, turning to him. "Cohen, what are you doing here?"
"Summer," he said again, and instinctively wrapped his arms around her. "I am so sorry. Please… Summer… I-"
"What do you mean you're sorry," she yelled, pushing him away. "You left, Seth. You didn't even bother coming to me to tell me. You just up and left; leaving me with this…this stupid letter!"
"Summer, you know why I left," he pleaded. "I-"
"No, Seth, don't even start. If you felt like you had nothing after Ryan left, that means I was nothing to you. I was just some girl you thought you could take advantage of, that wouldn't leave. Well, Cohen, looks like you thought wrong. You don't care about me, and today-," she yelled, "today I don't care about you." She finished, ripping the letter and throwing it into the ocean. Before he could say another word, she turned and ran up the beach.
Seth fell down in the sand, tears running down his cheeks. He knew he had nothing to come back for. He knew Newport would just ruin him like it ruined every other poor soul that stepped foot in it. But they made him come back… they made him come back to a town that didn't like him, wouldn't accept him, and wanted him to be just like them. But that was one thing he wouldn't do…
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels alright
No you don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt, to feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
When no ones there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
"Seth Cohen you are grounded for…for… I don't know yet. All I know is you won't be seeing much daylight for a long, long time!" Kirsten yelled at her son. "You can not just pick up and leave every time something doesn't go your way!"
"Sorry," Seth said, even though they were all pretty sure he wasn't sorry.
"Don't sorry me, mister. That isn't going to help your case one bit. Now, just… just go up to your room!" Kirstin replied, and as Seth retreated, added. "AND NO VIDEO GAMES!"
Seth sighed as he climbed the steps to his room. Tears were welled up in his eyes, threatening to fall at any moment. Summer hated him, Ryan was gone, his parents were furious… there was nothing for him anymore.
When he finally reached his room, the tears decided to fall. Everything reminded him of Summer. The record player, the bed, Captain Oats, the pictures all over the room….everything. And now she was gone. Seth threw himself onto his bed, tears rolling down his cheeks and into his pillow.
"Why?" Seth cried aloud. "Why does every fucking thing have to happen to me? Why can't I just lead a normal life? Why, God, why?"
Looking up at his nightstand, he saw Captain Oats standing. Without any though, he grabbed the plastic horse by the leg and threw it across the room. It hit the wall with a loud thud, leaving a hole where it had hit. Seth's tears came even faster as he found more and more things to throw. He was like a child throwing a temper tantrum, as the adrenaline surged through his body. Breaking stuff was fun.
Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find so much more
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside your bleeding
"Seth-" Kirsten started opening the door to his room. "What the hell happened to this place?"
She looked around seeing broken glass, CD's and cases, and clothing strewn about the room, holes in the wall, his mirror shattered into tiny pieces, and Seth fast asleep on his bed. His cheeks were tearstained, and red. His hair was matted down, and a little bit of blood was on his hands.
"What happened to you Seth?" she whispered as tears welled up in her eyes too, and walked out the door.
"What's wrong?" Sandy asked as Kirsten walked into the kitchen.
"What happened to our son?" she asked, shaking her head, and walking out of the room…
No you don't know what its like
When nothing feels alright
You don't know what its like
To be like me
To be hurt, to feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
When no ones there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Seth's eyes blinked open in the sunlight shining through his window. He felt the dry tears on his cheeks and looked around the destroyed room. What had his life come to? He looked down at his hand, at the dry blood, then over to the mirror. He remembered how it felt to shatter it into pieces. His hand hurt horribly, but it felt so good to let all of that anger out on something. That's what made him stop destroying the room. Forgetting about his room, he headed downstairs to get breakfast. Silently, he opened the refrigerator and pulled out the milk. He poured a glass, grabbed a muffin and headed down to the pool.
Sitting down, he gazed next door to what used to be the Cooper's house. So many memories rushed through his mind as he bit into the chocolate muffin. Nothing was ever going to be the same, though. Now that Ryan was gone, and Summer hated him- oh wait, everything would be back to normal. Everyone would either pick on him, ignore him, or just dislike him for being an "emo geek". Yep, everything would be back to normal…
No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy
But I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
Never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like, to be me
"Seth, it's time for school," his mother yelled up the stairs. "Are you coming?"
"Yeah," he replied walking down the steps. "Ready."
"Okay, well, have fun," she told him as he opened the front door only to have it closed in her face. "Please, Seth."
To be hurt, to feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
When no ones there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Seth stood outside Harbor High School, looking up at the towering building.
"Welcome back to Hell," he said to himself and walked through the doors.
To be hurt, to feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
When no ones there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
A/N: So, how is it? Like it? Hate it? Reviews please!!!