So...wow. This took me forever to write, and I don't know why. Um.. Maybe because I have ideas, but I have no idea where to go with them. This chapter is a quite non-depressing chapter, one I'm proud of. Now, you might be disappointed with a couple at a point, but then I make it all better. LOL. So...onto the writing.

Seth didn't say a word. He couldn't. Was it really Summer on the other line? Even though it was only a week since he last saw her, it felt like a year.

"Seth?" Summer asked, confused by the silence.

"Summer? Is that you?" Seth answered, dumbfounded. He really couldn't believe it.

"Yeah," Summer was so happy to hear Seth's voice. She missed him so much. She didn't know how she would make it through the next seven weeks.

"Oh my gosh. I can't believe this. Why are you calling?" Seth was so happy to know Summer was okay. He hadn't talked to Ryan all day, so he didn't really know what happened at all. Ryan hadn't left the pool house all day.

"Just to talk. You know, cause I miss you," Summer answered.

"I miss you too. I'm sorry I couldn't make it yesterday. I got grounded..." Seth began to make up excuses.

"I know Seth," Summer knew this conversation would be difficult.

"Oh, so Marissa and Ryan told you I was grounded?" Seth avoided the real topic.

"No, Seth. I know about what you did," Summer was still amazed at what Seth did.

"Oh," Seth couldn't understand it. She knew about what he did. He wanted to keep it away from her. She hadn't needed to know. And why had Marissa and Ryan told? It was about him, not them.

"What happened?" It still hurt to think about what Seth did.

"Um..." Seth couldn't explain himself. "I missed you," It was the only reason Seth could think of that wasn't horrible.

"You jumped because of me?" Summer felt sick. It was her who made Seth jump.

"No, Summer...I..." Seth started, but he was stuck. He had jumped because of her.

"Don't. It's a payback of sorts. I tried to kill myself, so..." Summer said. She was still getting used to hearing Seth's voice.

"Right," Seth had wanted to talk to Summer so badly the last week, but now that he heard her, he sort of wanted to run. He felt bad telling her about his jump.

"Anyways, how's the rest of your life going?" Summer quickly changed the subject, noting the awkwardness.

"I wouldn't know. I haven't been home since Thursday. Just got discharged," Seth answered and laid back on his bed.

"Cool," Summer said. The awkwardness was still there. They were a couple, so why was it awkward?

"So how's Willow Creek going?" Seth looked at the picture of them in happier times.

"Good. Better now that I got to see Ryan and Marissa. Even though Marissa told me about..." Summer wanted to walk around while she talked, which she usually did, but couldn't.

"I didn't even know Marissa had been there when I... But anyways, what else happened?" Captain Oats stared at Seth, with knowing eyes. Seth turned away.

"Well, I kinda freaked, but it's cool. Ryan helped me out," Summer told Seth.

"How?" Seth was intrigued. He hadn't talked to Ryan yet. He still felt horrible about the pier incident.

"Oh, he told me about..." Summer was about to spill Ryan's secret. But she remembered that Ryan didn't want Seth to know. "Some funny stiff about Chino. You know, to cheer me up."

"Right," Seth could sense something was up by Summer's tone.

"Yeah," Summer agreed and she felt a silence come over them. She had wanted to talk to Seth so badly, and now that she was talking to him, she had nothing to say.

Summer felt so different now. They both had changed, their old lives were gone. Even the ones they had after the shooting were being replaced. They had become two very different people that had nothing to talk about.

They both wanted to talk, but there was nothing between them. No common ground anymore.

"So..." Seth said after a few moments.

"Yeah?" Summer hoped he had something good to say.

"Um..." He didn't.

"I should go. I have stuff to do," Summer didn't really want to hang up.

"Yeah, me too," He didn't either.

"So, I'll talk to you sometime. And see you next visitation day," Summer had nowhere to go.

"Right. Bye," Seth answered.

"Bye."

"Love you," Seth quickly added.

"Love you too," Summer wondered if she really did mean that.

Seth stared at the phone. Stupid. Why had he let her hang up?

He threw the phone at the wall. It made a loud crack and he watched as it broke apart. Shit. Seth could see the large dent in the wall from it.

His parents stopped fighting. They heard it. Kirsten got worried. What had Seth done now?

She and Sandy climbed the stairs. She knocked on Seth's door, fearing the worst.

"Seth? Are you all right?" Kirsten barely got out. She told Sandy everything, so he was just as worried.

"Fine, just dropped a few things," Seth quickly lied. He hated lying to his parents. Hadn't he done enough to them?

"Are you sure?" Sandy now spoke, his voice louder than Kirsten's.

"Yeah," Seth didn't get up to pick up the broken phone.

"Okay," Kirsten and Sandy slowly walked away from their son's door.

Seth was so confused. The call from Summer made it worse. They had nothing to say to each other. Why? They were in love, right? And they hadn't seen each other in a week.

That was the problem. It had only been a week. But a lot happened in that week. He nearly killed Ryan and Marissa. They both could've seriously been hurt. Plus, he almost died twice.

He felt bad for attempting, but his life was so screwed up now. He felt helpless, no one could keep him sane. He was going crazy, voices were plaguing his head. And outside his head was worse. He felt as though everyone was hiding this huge secret from him.

He laid on his bed and closed his eyes. Seth thought back to when he was like fourteen, most likely thirteen. He remembered hating Newport, wanting to die. Marissa was in the front of the geometry class, he was in the back. Summer wasn't there. That's why he did it then.

They were doing constructions and he was bored with drawing circles that he drew because of the same boredom. He stared around his class. Not a single one of these people liked him. Mitch was in that class. Seth had once been approached by Mitch, asked if he wanted to hang out, because they both hated the water polo team. Seth claimed he had to help his sick grandmother, Mitch scared him.

Today, the new point for his compass was his wrist.

Seth pulled the compass along his arm, surprised by the pressure he had applied to it. The skin tore apart and blood filled its' void. The blood ran from its' line, and a drop fell onto his shirt. Shit.

Blood stained. Someone would definitely notice it. Crap.

Seth quickly shot his head up to see if anyone was looking. He was in the hall. People were running. Then it hit him. The shooting. How had he landed himself here?

Seth walked around slowly. This was where his life got ripped away. He was never the same after this.

He seemed to be on the second floor, he walked to where he fell. No one was there. That was strange. Seth headed down the stairs and out the door. He hadn't made it this far in real life.

As he opened the school doors, he saw himself. Alive, and not bloody. He was being hugged by his mother. This was turning into a good dream. Wait, where was Summer?

Shit. Seth looked back into the school. He ran to the library.

And there she was. Lying there. Bloody and dead. Like she always was in this dream. Seth went to walk to her.

Then he woke up.

His eyes shot open. Where was he? Right, his room. Seth looked at his clock. It was only eight o'clock. Hopefully no one called the Cohens. He ran down the stairs and grabbed another phone, racing back up the stairs.

Seth pressed 69.

The phone rang in the phone booth. The girls stopped talking to hear the phone. Mika got up and ran to the phone before the nurses could hear it ringing.

"Hello?" Mika, with her fading out orange hair, answered. She had been to Willow Creek three times, but in this ward, she was the second newest. Her and Nicole had been in the same ward every time. Nikki had Mika beaten by two visits.

Mika was always known as the craziest, maybe the disease did that. She was bipolar, but of course the speed fix worsened that. Her and Nicole were the one ones known to escape for longer than two weeks.

"Is this Willow Creek?" Seth asked, noticing the unfamiliar voice.

"What's it to you?" Mika sat down, and got comfortable. Her family barely ever visited, she liked to hear outside voices.

"Do you now Summer?" Seth really badly needed to talk to his girlfriend.

"Yeah, the season. What about it?" Mika was the outcast of her perfectly designed family. Father in the funeral home business, stay at home mom, ivy league siblings. She thrived on her strangeness.

"No, the person," Seth worried this would be the wrong extension or something.

"Oh, the patient. How do you know her?" Mika was in the mood for a good story.

"I'm her boyfriend," Seth didn't want to admit that, but if it would get him closer to talking to Summer, yeah, he would.

"Then why weren't you at visitation?" Mika noticed everything.

"I was busy," He lied.

"How much longer do you think you'll stay with her?" Mika now asked. This was an obvious question, since guys never dated 'crazy' girls long.

"I'm with her through this fully," Seth answered.

"Suuuuuure," Mika doubted it.

"I am," Seth argued.

"Just don't break her heart. She's so full of hope. Ah, those were the days, right?" Mika continued their conversation.

"Whatever. Can I please speak to Summer?" Seth was getting impatient, and Mika was enjoying it.

"Fine, hold on," Mika reluctantly got up and walked back to the girls. "Sum, phone for you."

"Who is it?" Summer was confused. Who knew that phone number?

"Oh, your drug dealer," Mika answered as Summer walked past. She stopped dead in her tracks as all the girls began to crack up. "I'm kidding. All the nurses know that. See? They're not even looking," Mika had lied so many times, the nurses gave up. The only time they believed it was when the other patient either ran there or whispered 'Shut up!'

The nurses could hear everything. They checked the caller id from the phone. They knew who it was.

Summer continued walking as Mika took a seat in on of the swivel chairs the nurses had. They gave the patients the old ones. Mika rolled all the way to the couch.

"Hello?" Summer picked up the phone warily. The whole ward was watching, they loved this stuff. Slowly, they would get closer.

"Summer, thank god it's you. I was getting worried. Listen, I'm sorry about hanging up because I didn't want to and it kinda seemed like you didn't want to, but I'm really, really sorry about jumping and I don't know why I did it, I guess I was just afraid of being without you, which is stupid because we weren't together all summer, but I guess I felt hopeless and kinda like everyone wanted to kill me because they did and that's why I crossed out all the faces and then jumped and then went in the hospital, and, and my mom gave up on me, and I tried to kill myself again, but I, I called my mom back in, and then I didn't go through with it and, and, I'm sorry," Seth said this all very quickly, barely comprehensible.

"Seth?" Summer tried to keep up with everything, but it was way too difficult.

"Yeah," Seth needed a drink of water after pouring his heart out.

"How did you get this number?" Summer was so confused. She was trying to remember all of Seth's ramble.

"Star-69,"Seth answered, feeling a little less tormented.

"Oh," Summer was glad Seth called again. Before, they barely talked about anything.

"Listen, I'm sorry..." Seth started his rambles again.

"Stop apologizing. It's not all your fault," Summer felt a bit stronger now that she had let some of her emotions out in Kelly's office and reflected on it.

"Then why does it feel like it?" Seth simply asked her.

"I don't know, but everything isn't you fault. I mean, I also hung up. I'm sorry for that," Summer tried to make Seth feel better.

"That's just one thing. I mean, I tried to kill myself twice and I feel horrible about it," Seth told her.

"Twice," She now had to wrap her head around that.

"The second one wasn't because of you. Okay, so you were a tiny part of it. But it was mostly about my mom. She told me to," Seth worded that wrong.

"She told you to kill yourself?" Summer was horrified.

"She told me she wasn't gonna stop me. And she was the last person I expected to do that. So I gave up," Seth looked at the dent he had made from the other phone.

"Wow," Summer relaxed in the phone booth a bit. Her wardmates came closer, Mika and Nicole in the swivel chairs.

"But I didn't go through with it. I called my mom back in," Seth tried to make it sound better.

"Well, that's good," Summer felt a little awkward talking about Seth's attempted suicides.

"Except my mom wants to send me to New York," Seth announced sadly.

"New York?" Summer was momentarily stunned. Seth couldn't go to New York. She would let him.

"Yeah. Though I doubt I will. My dad doesn't think I should go. But they do want to send me to go to a therapist or a shrink," Seth thought it sounded strange hearing that.

"Probably for the best," Summer commented.

"Yeah," Once again, they felt a silence come near them. Neither wanted it. But they didn't know how to stop it. "Maybe I should go..." Seth started.

"No, don't. We did that last time and we regretted it. Stay on," Summer persuaded.

"But we have nothing to talk about," Seth commented.

"Yeah, but stay on. Please, I don't want you to go. We can just talk. About stupid stuff," Summer really wanted to keep talking to Seth. But more than that, she wanted to see him.

"Like?" Seth looked around his room, and his eyes fell on the destroyed phone. He'd have to pay for that.

"Um...I don't know," Summer laughed. Her wardmates inched closer in their group, hoping to hear something gossip worthy. Alicia stepped on Lauren, who was in front.

"Ow!" Lauren yelped and everyone 'sshh'ed her. Summer poked her head out of the phone booth to see the girls.

"Hi Summer," Evan waved, and Summer gave them a weird look and went back in the phone booth.

"What was that?" Seth asked, out of the loop as the girls cracked up again.

"Nothing. Just the other girls in my ward. They were listening in," Summer told him.

"Good to know," Seth got up and began to pick up the phone pieces. The batteries had fallen out and it was slightly cracked. The battery cover was in two pieces. He could fix it.

"Yeah. They're really neat. Different, but neat. You know, the one girl lived in Orange County," Summer was careful not to say Newport.

"Neat," Seth grabbed a roll of duct tape, which was red, and sat back down with the damaged phone.

"She knew a girl, Gabrielle Palenicki. You know her?" Seth froze. His mind went back to when he crossed out those faces. He crossed Gabby out.

"She died," He told her with slight uncomfortableness.

"I know. But do you know who she was?" Summer heard of her, but still didn't know her.

"Yeah, she was in my chemistry class. She was Marissa's lab partner," Seth answered as he pulled off a strip of tape.

"I knew it sounded familiar. I remember Coop talking about how smart she was," Summer felt almost like she was her old self again. The one that died in the mirrors.

"Yeah, she was really smart. Who's the person who knows her? Maybe she went to our school," Seth told her as he placed a piece of tape on the phone.

"Well, her name's Bree, but that's all I know," Summer said it ever so lightly so that Bree would hear her.

"Oh. That's cool though. You know people who know people we know. Anyone else?" Seth took another strip of tape to connect the two battery cover pieces together.

"Um..." Summer thought. She couldn't talk about Nikki and Ryan, but she could talk about Nikki and Oliver. "My roommate used to go to school with Oliver a few years back," She told Seth.

"Oliver? Wow, haven't thought about him in a while. That had been an interesting time for everyone, huh?" Seth joked.

"Yeah, it was interesting," Summer thought back to that relatively normal time. When all that mattered to her was how she could ruin Seth and Anna's life. And she succeeded. Look at them now.

"So what else is happening over there?" Seth pushed on with the conversation, like Mika had.

"Nothing really," Summer knew the talk was gonna end soon.

"Should I go?" Seth asked.

"I suppose," Summer answered.

"I'll call you when I can. Though it'll be hard, since I don't have the number," Seth had used 69.

"I'll call," Summer offered.

"Good. So, I'll talk to you soon. I love you," Seth sat back down on his bed after he had run down the stairs to put the duct taped phone back in its' carrier.

"Love you too," Summer knew this time she meant it.

"Bye," Seth said his last word.

"Bye."

And they hung up.

Seth fell back onto his bed, letting everything sink in. He felt better. All his emotions were out, it was a weird feeling now.

Summer didn't leave the phone booth at first. She wasn't up for talking to her wardmates right away. She just sat there, thinking about Seth.

He saw Captain Oats, and noticed the horse wasn't looking mad at him. So Seth picked up his best friend of too many years, staring into the black eyes.

A lot had changed since Seth left the horse alone for two weeks. The longest two weeks of his life. But for anyone close to him, the month and a half was the longest. Though Summer's would be the next two months.

"I guess it's just us for a bit more," Seth told the horse.

So? What do you think? I thought that was very non-drama, sort of funny, awwwwwness. I could endthe whole storyhere, but I don't feel like it. Tell me your thoughts and I finally have some of the next chapter written. Sorry for such a long wait! Please review!