A/N: I know this is a short one but I just wanted to show you how everybody was doing

Chapter 2 – As Time Goes By

About a week had gone since the day the two boys left. Sandy and Kirsten tried to go back to work but how could they stop thinking of the boys so soon after they left. No one blamed them when they wanted to take some more time away from work.

Kirsten spent most of the time crying and looking at pictures of the family together. Now 50 of that family was suddenly gone.

Sandy tried to be strong. He didn't cry much. He instead spent the days trying to find a trail that could lead him to where Seth went. But a trail like that was hard to find when he had no idea where he could start to look.

Summer spent a week without leaving her room. She just sat there. She cried, tried to call Cohen's cell but no one answered. Marissa tried to talk to her but she had her own problems with Ryan and the alcohol. The only person Summer wanted to talk to was Seth Cohen. But he was long gone on his stupid boat.

After a week the door to her room opened and she walked out not saying a word to her parents. She ran as fast as she could down to the pier. She jumped down on the beach and rushed out in the water. Then she stooped. She stood there and started to scream.

"AAAHHH!" She was so angry with Cohen for leaving. He said he loved her. Like hell he did. How could you leave someone you love just like that? He was a stupid heartless bastard who couldn't love anyone.

Marissa stood on the balcony looking out over Orange County. How did things get so messed up? She took a sip from her bottle of vodka, she had been drinking constantly since Ryan left. She hadn't seen Summer in a week. Seth had sailed away on his boat. Ryan left with Teresa and she had to live with her horrible mother and Caleb Nichols. Life could be better.

She walked down the stairs when she heard a knock on the door. Surprised was all over her face when she opened.

"Hey Summer!" Awkward silence. "How have you been? I haven't seen you in like a week."

"I could be better. I can't stop thinking of him. How about you?"

"I could say the same. Nothing seems to cheer me up"

"Yeah well it smells like you tried if the bottle could do it. Damn Marissa the clock is only 12 and you already smell liquor for the both of us."

"Sorry. Can't help it. It kinda numbs the pain I'm feeling."

"Okay but take it a little easy. Do you want to go shopping? I have to get Cohen out of my head someway"

They left right away and headed to the mall. But feelings don't go away so easily.

One Year Later

Ryan slammed the door shut. He looked around. Something wasn't right.

"Teresa! Hello!" He walked around in the house. On the table he found a note. It was short.

Ryan

I know you are going to hate me forever for this. But I can't take care of this baby. I'm too irresponsible to do this. You should take her back to Newport and raise her with the people that she deserves to be with. And the people you deserve to be with. I am really sorry. Trisha is lying in the bedroom sleeping. Please take good care of her.

Teresa

She had left. She had left her daughter with him. Of course she was his daughter to but still. How could she do that to her? The hate he felt for Teresa right then was indescribable. He packed up his things and called Sandy. Now he was going home. Home to his family. One of the forgotten sons return. But only one.

Next chapter will be longer I promise. Again if you have any ideas I will be glad to hear them. Please Review! If you don't then I will think you don't like it and I will probably not continue.