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Chapter 10 - Something's Always Missing

"I'm stuffed," Seth said, his stomach bloated from eating more then he ever had in his life. He and Sarah sat across from each other, the leftovers of the expensive food Seth couldn't shove down his throat still on the table, next to freshly cut flowers. "You know my dad always says we shouldn't leave leftovers."

Sarah, knowing full well how much Seth had eaten, said, "Fine, finish it up." Sarah stared at Seth, internally laughing but keeping a straight face, he was close to the breaking point, or blowing-up-from-the-inside-out point.

"Uhmmm...," Seth sighed and sat back down. "You know what, I think I'll get it to go."

In perfect timing a waiter walked by and stopped at their table. "I'll just set this here." The waiter pulled out a black book, containing the bill, and set it down on the table. "Should I wrap this up for you sir?"

"You sure can, my good man," Sarah said jokingly.

The two stood from the table. Seth grabbed the bill and walked to the cash register. He opened the small black book and almost exploded by looking at the three digit number that was printed on the small white paper. I should have 'borrowed' more from mom and dad's safe. Seth reached into his pocket, pulling out his wallet, when Sarah grabbed his arm.

"Don't worry I've got it," Sarah said, pulling out a credit card and handing it to the waiter.

"Thanks." The waiter smiled and handed a take-home box to Seth. "Here's your tuna." The waiter reached for Sarah's card.

"And leave a big tip for yourself." Sarah put the card in his hand. He took it and swiped it through the machine, a wide smile on his face.

"How the hell can you afford that good a meal?" Seth asked with a grin.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." The waiter handed her back her magic card and she and Seth walked out of the De Praha.

--

Marissa, Hailey and Jimmy all sat around a wooden oak table, meters from Jimmy's kitchen. There was no talk, just staring. Jimmy glanced at his watch...5:21. Then a minute later Hailey glanced at the time.

"What time do you have to leave for supper?" Hailey asked Marissa.

"For the twelfth time 5:30!" Marissa growled. She was happy for her dad, liked Hailey, but it was so obvious what would go on after she had left for the night. She stared intensely into Hailey's eyes, truly frustrated at the number of times she had been asked.

"Sorry," Hailey grunted back.

"You know what," Marissa said, "I think I'll wait outside."

Jimmy and Hailey smiled and quickly hid their smiles from Marissa's gaze.

Have fun having sex, Marissa thought to herself as she grabbed her coat and headed for the door. Then a smile grew upon her face, as she remembered the time Summer had told her about the stop-all-relations-between-Seth-and-Anna plan. She turned around to see the unlikely couple staring at each other.

"You know, you two are so cute together, you look so alike, I mean you like the same things and stuff, you could so be like brother and sister or something." Marrissa turned and exited her old house, a smile on her face, sadness in her heart.

Inside both Hailey and Jimmy, who before were ready to pounce on each other, sat frozen.

"I'm going to go," Hailey spoke grimly.

"Ya, see you later."

--

"Well this isn't my magic card." Sarah returned the card to her pocket. "It's my boyfriends, I stole it from him."

"I'm so proud of you," Seth said, concerned. "Now lets go, I need you to get a hotel room."

"I'm not that easy," Sarah laughed.

"That's not what I meant...Oh joking, funny, I get it."

"Ya kidding..." Sort of, she thought to herself.

The two began walking down the well lit street. The stars shone above and the cool breeze washed over the nearby ocean and into their hair.

"So where do you live?" Seth asked.

"In Newport, in the numbered streets. My parents are about to make a big business deal with some construction company or something."

"Which one?" Seth said, geuinely interested.

"I told you it's not that inportant, other things are more inportant now."

"Is it the Newport Group?"

"Seth...I don't know!" Sarah said, mad at him for deflecting her flirty comment.

"Sorry." Seth's eyes met the ground, a little shocked at Sarah's sudden outburst.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to yell. Let's take a shortcut." Sarah grabbed Seth's hand, and before he could protest she pulled him into a dark alley, beside a local bar, and into a deep kiss. The moon reflected off of Sarah's hair as Seth opened his eyes, from this exact angle she really looked like Summer.

"Oh God Summer," he mumbled, pulling away from Sarah, not knowing how long the kiss had lasted.

--

"Beer," Zak yelled to the bartender over the loud music. He nodded and opened the top to a bottle. Zak stood at the bar, waiting for a drink, his friends sitting at a table in the local bar.

Zak grabbed his drink. "Thanks." He walked to his table, four others sitting around him. "Anyone want to go out for a smoke?"

One of his friends nodded and stood up from the table.

"Got a light?" his friend asked once they were outside.

"Ya, here."

'Excuse me," a pretty, young girl asked. "You're blocking the door!"

"Sorry," Zak hissed.

"Come on Zak, lets go in the alley, we're blocking the door."

"Ya, so I've heard," Zak laughed.

He turned the corner of the alley to see a young couple kissing. It was too dark to make out their faces. His friend followed, and, seeing the two in the alley, laughed.

"God, I can see some people can't afford a hotel room."

"Ya I know what you mean dude." Zak said as the couple pulled away, the guy mumbling something under his breath as Zak took a puff of his smoke.

--

"I can't do this," Seth whispered to Sarah.

"I'll never tell anyone."

"I know it's just, I love her."

Sarah fround and then smiled. "You do, you really love her. Wow, I wish my boyfriend loved me as much...Let's go."

Sarah grabbed Seth's hand. He frowned at the intimate contact.

Sarah spoke gently. "We can be friends."

"I'd like that." Seth, feeling more comfortable, wrapped his arm around her. Her hair was still glowing as they passed out of the alley and back into the light of the street.

--

"That's Sarah," Zak's friend said, shocked, as Seth and Sarah passed under a street light.

And that's the skinny kid that punched me, Zak thought to himself, with my girl! Zak's face grew bright red with anger.

"Are you going to go over there?"

Anger ripped through Zak, kill the kid, he thought. He took a deep breath of head-clearing air before speaking.

"No, not yet." Sarah and Seth crossed the street, as Zak and his friend had been talking and walked into the Mermaid Hotel lounge. "We now know where they are, lets go back inside and get the gang, finish my beer, then we'll kick that scrawny kids ass." More like kill him, he thought to himself as he reached in his pocket, making sure he had his knife.

--

"Seth will be fine." Sandy announced loudly, breaking the chilling silence.

Theresa, Ryan, Sandy and Kirsten stood in the living room. Three of the four worried about Seth. Ryan worried about what he had done.

"It's all my fault," Ryan said, sitting down on the warm couch he so fondly remembered.

"No Ryan it's not your fault," Kirsten sat down beside him. "Seth just couldn't deal with you leaving."

"Ya, so it's my fault."

"No, you had to leave and as much as we all didn't want you to go, you did what you knew you had to do. We're all proud of you."

"But If I didn't leave Seth wouldn't have..."

"Seth couldn't handle you leaving, that's his fault, not yours."

Ryan raised his head, realizing he had hidden his eyes with his hands. "I wish I could talk to him, you know, convince him to come home."

"You can," Sandy said. "He's supposed to be calling us tonight.

"And he better," Kirsten warned, as if Seth was in the room.

Ryan brightened a little as Theresa sat down beside him, rubbing his back lightly.

Kirsten and Sandy shot each other a look. Then, with encouragement from Kirsten, Sandy spoke.

"So are you two...together?"

That's when Ryan felt Theresa's arm rubbing his back, back and forth, he stood up quickly.

"Umm, no," he mumbled, obviously embarrassed, "What time is Seth calling?" Ryan said, desperately trying to change the subject.

Sandy, obviously catching on quickly, spoke. "Well before you change the subject, Marissa is going to stop by after supper, so if you are together, I think you should tell her."

"We're not," Ryan quickly said.

--

Seth opened the door to the Mermaid Hotel, holding it opened for Sarah.

"Wow this place is so much nicer then the one in Newport."

"Ya I know, it's totally redone, with the best new addition, the bar."

They began to walk over to the bar, when something caught Seth's attention...a pay phone. Seth turned and walked over to the phone, followed by Sarah.

"Listen I might be a while, if you want to sit down or something," Seth said.

"No, thats alright, I'd like to hear how things turn out."

Seth had told Sarah a lot about his life, Ryan, Marissa and Summer.

"If that's alright with you..." Sarah finished.

"No, that's fine."

Seth reached into his pocket, pulling out a quarter, and slipped it into the coin slot and dialed his home number.

--

A loud scream reverberated throughout the Cohen's house.

"My homemade meal has arrived," Kirsten said heading to the door. She opened it to see John.

"Hi Mrs.Cohen," John said as he and Kirsten exchanged money for food.

Kirsten said thanks and goodnight to John, sadly they knew each other on a first name bases.

--

Summer lay on her bed, alone in her room, thinking of Seth again. She had to get out, go for a walk, call Marissa. She stood from her bed and headed down her stairs to the main floor. Her dad was on the phone with a potential client, who most likely wanted a boob job or something.

"I'm going out!"

Her father smiled, being worried about the long moping sessions in her room.

"Bye."

Summer exited the house, her cell phone firmly in hand.

Summer began to walk, eyes focused straight ahead of her, but she couldn't focus, everything reminded her of him.

Flashback

Summer Roberts sat at a kissing booth, beside the school hottie, Brad, giving out kisses for charity.

"There you go," Summer laughed, pulling her lips away from a complete stranger.

The next in line handed Summer ten dollars, when from behind him, Seth emerged.

"Here you go," Seth said as he handed the kid ten dollars, "Full refund, thanks for coming." Then increasing his volume yelled "Show's over guys, thanks for coming though, it's been great having you."

Brad looked angrily at the skinny boy bugging Summer. "This kid bothering you Summer?" He asked.

Summer ripped her angry gaze away from Seth. "No it's okay Brad...Thanks."

"Ya thanks," Seth said sarcastically.

Summers eyes darted over the large crowd, obviously extremely nervous.

"Cohen you're making a scene!"

Seth confidently replied, "I know, I need to talk to you."

"Later!" she grunted angrily.

"Okay," Seth said. He was unwilling to back down, desperate times called for desperate measures. Seth put his hands on the desk and pushed up so he was now standing on the table, high above the crowd.

"Lets talk up here."

"Oh my God," Summer gasped.

"I know you're scared Summer."

"Ya, of you."

"You'll kiss all these other guys, but you won't kiss me! Acknowledge me now or lose me forever.'

"You're dating this emo geek" Brad laughed.

"Yes Brad, She's dating this emo geek." Seth turned to the crowd, "that's right, I'm a big dork and I listen to emo and I'm dating her."

"Why are you doing this?" Summer asked, hoping, praying he would stop.

"Because Summer I like you this much and if you don't feel the same way about me then... Someones going to have to give me a hand down, because it's really high up here and I could fall and that would be embarrasing...More embarrassing."

Brad rolled his eyes as awkward silence filled the crowd, Seth was afraid and looking for support held out his hand for Summer.

Summer looked around hesitantly at her reputation going down the drain. Seth moved his hand closer, seeing the dismay, the fear in Summer's eyes.

Then pushing all thoughts out of her mind, friends, reputation, her life, she only saw Seth. Summer smiled as she took Seth's hand and stood beside him, the crowd gasped, Summer Roberts with Seth Cohen?

"I can't believe this," Summer said in amazement.

Seth smiled, "It all ends with a big public make out session."

Summer Roberts and Seth Cohen's lips slowly moved towards each other and when they touched the crowd gasped again.

Summer, pulling away, spoke. "That'll be ten bucks Cohen."

"That's for a worthy cause."

End Flashback

Ring...Ring...Ring.

Summer looked down at her phone in her hand, it had to be Seth.

--

"Just give me a minute so I can put this food on plates so we can all pretend I made it."

Kirsten went into the kitchen, followed by Sandy, leaving Theresa and Ryan alone in the living room.

"Did he leave because of me?" Ryan asked, looking for reassurance.

"Yes, but as the Cohens said, it's not your fault, you did the right thing."

"Did I?"

"Yes you did, Seth just couldn't handle it."

"Supper, children," Sandy called, mocking them both.

"Thanks Grandpa," Theresa called back.

When the baby came, Mr.Cohen would be a Grandpa, if it was Ryan's kid and this family still wanted Ryan in their life.

"Let's go."

"Ya, coming."

Ryan walked into the kitchen, as Kirsten laid a meatloaf in the center of the table. The Cohen's smiling faces, takeout on the table, everything exactly as he remembered it. The only thing that was missing was interesting conversation spewing from Seth's mouth and he missed that most of all.

...The Temperatures Rising...

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