The OC Season 2 By Coolcolin5 Chapter 16 Right On Time, an o.c. fanfic

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Chapter 16 – Right On Time

Summers eyes flickered over the tenth intersection she had stopped at. Which way to turn, she thought to herself.

"I have absolutely no idea where the hell I'm going!" Summer said out loud, almost as if Seth was in the car with her.

Seth cringed at the smell proceeding from Zak's mouth. He was drunk, really drunk. He stumbled closer to Seth, the knife getting even closer then before.

"I said...what the hell... are you doing with my girl! She's mine, I... own her!"

"First of all," Seth said as he began backing up closer and closer to the wall. Zak getting closer and closer to Seth.

"You don't own her!"

Seth for an instant realized he wasn't afraid. A year ago, he would have been shitting his pants, but now he wasn't afraid.

Then Seth saw a small crack open under Zak's left arm, that hand still thrusting towards him, the sharp blade ready to drain Seth's innocent blood.

Seth hit the back wall and knew he had to act. Fearless, he pushed himself forward under Zak's left arm, the knife cutting him slightly. Seth seemingly did not notice the stinging pain. After he was under Zak's arm, he grabbed it and twisted, causing Zak to yell and drop the knife.

Ryan fumbled with the keys, as he inserted them into the car's starter. What the hell was he doing kissing Theresa. He new that he didn't love her and he did love Marissa. Theresa may have kissed him, but he didn't exactly pull away.

The car started, Ryan backed the car up until he was on the road and began the short drive to the Nickel Residence.

"What the hell is that suppose to mean," Marissa yelled. "You're the Bitch!"

Hailey's eyes narrowed, as she connected the dots. "I'm sorry."

The car pulled up into Jimmy's parking spot.

"Ryan and Theresa are together, aren't they," Hailey spoke, cutting Marissa's ears with her words.

"Yes," she sobbed, her head dropping to the floor.

"I missed him so much and now, the first time I see him, he is kissing Theresa."

Hailey reached over, hugging Marissa. "I promise, everything will work out."

Hailey grabbed the keys, finding the one that would open the house, took it off its ring and gave it to Marissa.

"I'm going to pick up your dad, we'll be home as soon as possible. Are you going to be alright?"

"Marissa forced herself to stop crying and smile, "I'll be fine." She grabbed the key and exited the car.

Ryan walked over to the entrance to Julie and Caleb's house. Reaching out, he knocked loudly and waited.

"Marissa I know your upset," Ryan yelled, "Open the door."

With no response, he reached for the door handle, turning it, to find the door unlocked, he opened it and walked through. He blinked a few times as he saw the mess allover the house. The front entrance was completely destroyed, tables overturned, vases broken, coats thrown everywhere. Horrible things crossed through Ryan's mind...

Franticly Ryan followed the destruction and mess throughout the house.

"Marissa," he yelled, never more scared in his life. What had she done to herself or what was someone doing to her? Ryan stopped, as the devastation ended at a closed door. He reached for the door handle, unsure of what he would find behind the doors.

Marissa opened the front door, tears flowing franticly from her eyes, blurring her vision.

"I hate you," She screamed at the top of her lungs. Her anger still increasing she stumbled and fell on the floor. Screaming at the top of her lungs, she got up and found her eyes fixated upon her father's liquor cabinet. She needed to numb the pain, make it go away. Standing she walked over, angered to find it locked. She turned, taking a few steps to the kitchen. Opening random drawers, until she came across a large knife. Her eyes twitched as she ran back towards the cabinet, thrusting the knife deep into the wood and running its sharp blade down the cabinet. Dropping the knife, she slammed her shoulder into the wood, splints of thin sharp oak drove deep into her shoulder, she winced at the searing pain. Swinging open the broken cabinet door she pulled out bottle after bottle and slid them down the kitchen table, some crashing to the floor and breaking. After all the bottles were removed, she pulled one open, and lifted it to her lips, tipping it over her head, watching with her stuttering eyes as the bottle became empty, numbing her body and mind.

Everyone stood frozen in the hotel lobby as the knife hit the floor. Zak pulled his hand away from Seth's grip.

"You little bitch!"

Zak's friends ran over to Seth, attempting to grab him. Seth delivered a hard punch, right in one of the boy's faces and kicked the other hard in the ribs.

Zak's ears twitched as he heard the loud searing sounds of sirens.

"Stop fooling around you idiots, we got to finish the kid!"

"Wrong." Seth smiled, "It's time for me to finish you!"

A knee in the ribs followed by an uppercut, shocked Zak as he was flung back, hitting the wall hard and falling slowly to the floor.

"Welcome to the OC bitch," Seth said, "This is how things are done where I come from."

The doors to the hotel swung open and cops rushed in, outstretched guns, all pointed at Seth.

"Get on the ground," They yelled.

Seth put his arms on his head, just like he had saw so many times in the movies and fell to his knees.

The rest happened so fast, the slamming to the floor, the cuffs, it seemed so surreal.

As the door steadily swung open, Ryan froze in shock. Julie sat in Caleb's office, a gun resting on the table, her hand less then a foot away.

"Julie," Ryan winced.

"You know Ryan, no one ever understood, no one. You and me are so close to the same person, the same background, and the same dark secrets. The story is the same. Girl from Chino works at bar, is taken in by rich man and doesn't live happily ever after. They slowly die inside, blacken from the inside out, the lies, the secrets, the nothingness."

"Where's Marissa?" Ryan said numbly.

"With you, or suppose to be." Julie stood from the desk chair. "Don't worry Ryan, I have screwed things up too."

Ryan swallowed hard, "Why the gun."

"Don't worry, I would never do anything with it, but it's nice to think about. I bet Marissa went to her fathers, where else does she have to go?"

Hailey pushed harder and harder on the gas pedal. She skidded on a right turn as she entered the restaurant parking lot. Stopping at the door, the valet smiling at her.

"Don't bother parking the car, this will only take a second."

"I'm sorry, but you will need to move your..."

Hailey shot a look at the young kid, who turned away frightened.

She walked into the restaurant, no one seamed to notice her as she entered. She looked around for Jimmy.

"Miss," a waiter called to Hailey.

She turned to see the waiter headed towards her.

"Yes," Hailey replied.

"The two gentlemen at the bar left you this note if you came in." The waiter handed it to Hailey, smiled and left.

She opened the note.

Hailey,

Went out with Caleb, he'll get me home.

Thanks Jimmy

Hailey grunted and headed back to her car.

Summer finally stopped at a gas station and picked up a map, paying for the 25-cent map with her credit card. She was happy to see she would get there sometime in the morning, if she drove all night."

The alcohol ran through Marissa's veins like poison, slowly killing her.

"I'vee goot to go seee him," She stuttered out loud to herself. "Tellll himmm that I I lov...himmm."

Walking over to a drawer, she looked around, finding Hailey's car keys.

Then she stumbled to Hailey's car falling several times.

Ryan stood as straight as a board. What was he suppose to do, stay with Julie or go to Marissa, both in danger.

"Did you know Caleb's money is all gone," Julie said, causing Ryan to jump. "He is broke, and probably going to jail. And Jimmy is a millionaire again. Everyone always thought I married Jimmy for his money, but they were all wrong, I loved him so much. You know what Ryan."

"What."

"I think I still do," Julie finished.

"Go to Marissa, make things better."

Ryan took a step forward, "I really think you're the one who needs the help."

Julie sat back down and picked up the gun. "Go or I shoot you."

Ryan dropped his morals and backed out of the room, praying he wouldn't hear a gunshot as he left the battered house.

A car sped closer and closer to Jimmy's home, the person within the car a complete stranger, but it was that stranger that might have been hit by a drunk driver. That driver, Marissa.

Hailey drove as fast as she could back to Jimmy's. She had a very, very bad feeling.

Marissa opened the car door, the keys in hand. Bracing herself with the steering wheel, she started the car.

The stranger's car grew dangerously closer to the drunken Marissa.

Hailey's feeling grew stronger and stronger the closer she got to home. Making her go faster and faster, but it would be too late for her to save Marissa.

Marissa pushed down fully on the gas pedal, failing to see the stranger's car passing by. The car jolted forward only a meter before stopping. The stranger's car only honking and swerving slightly to get by. The moment in time slowed, the stranger's car drove by unharmed. Marissa swallowed, wondering what had stopped her from hitting the car and possibly killing her. She turned her head to look at the passenger's seat, where in amazement Ryan sat, the keys wrapped tightly in his hands. Hailey may have been too late, but Ryan was right on time.

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