Chapter 14-
Ryan, Seth, and Summer sat outside the three story building in San Diego. Ryan was nervous and smoking a cigarette. "I thought you quit," said Seth, glancing at the near stub in Ryan's hand.
"I always keep a spare packet in my pocket...just in case."
Seth nodded, wiping perspiration from his forehead. "You mind if I have one of those too?"
Marissa glanced down at her little sister, Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn was chained to the wall, just like she was. Marissa smiled encouragingly, then closed her eyes, trying to picture herself in another place. Not here. Not in this dump. With him.
Jupiter escorted the children inside the mansion and told them to sit down in the living room. "Mrs. Cohen, are you okay?"
Kirstin wiped a few tears away from her cheek. Kirstin couldn't tell her to leave. She was Ryan's sister. "Yes," she said, a little choked up. "I'm sorry... I just received some bad news..."
Jupiter nodded. "If you want, I can leave."
"No, that's okay."
"Um, is Ryan here? I have someone that wants to see him..."
She glanced down at Yvonne. "This is his daughter, Yvonne."
Summer stood in front of the door that led into Oliver's three bedroom apartment. She rang the door impatiently and tapped her foot waiting. Remember, she thought to herself. Distract him...
The door opened and Summer saw Oliver standing before her. His hand was wrapped in a bandage and there were various cuts on his face and arms. Summer didn't know what to do, so she just flung herself on him. She began to kiss him and quickly led him towards one of the back rooms, noticing that Seth and Ryan were standing at the window behind Oliver. She quickly directed him towards one of the bedrooms and began to shut the door when Oliver stopped her.
"Woah, who are–Summer? Is that you?" Oliver stood there, mouth dropped, shocked. "What are you doing here?"
"Oliver," nervously, Summer bit her lip. "Oliver, I can't stand it anymore. I've known this my whole life–well, since I met you–I love you, Oliver."
"Sure," said Oliver sarcastically. "What do you want, Summer?"
Summer rolled her eyes. "Okay, the truth is..." Think Summer, think. "I want backstage tickets to a Rooney concert. I mean, I just love them!"
"This isn't about Marissa, is it? Because me and her are in love and–"
"No, silly," said Summer, rolling her eyes. "Me and Coop stopped being friends along time ago."
Seth watched as Ryan pulled open the window and climbed in. "You stay here," he said to Seth. "Keep watch." He tossed Seth a walkie-talkie. "If you see Oliver coming my way, alert me immidiately."
Seth nodded. "This is just like a comic book. Dude, I am like a super hero...Hmm...The Adventures of Seth Cohen..."
"Sure," said Ryan, tip-toeing across the room. "I'll be back as soon as possible, O.K.?"
"Sure," said Seth. He sat on the windowsill and began to whistle, glancing around.
Summer smiled at Oliver weakly and said, "Please?"
Oliver shook his head. "You're not very good at lying, Summer." He grabbed her around the neck and began to strangle her. Summer managed to scream as he threw her onto the bed and threw a pillow over her head, trying to suffocate her.
"Help!" screamed Summer. "Help me!"
Marissa heard the screams as she stood there, chained to the wall. She lifted her head, surprised. "Summ?"
Seth heard the screams too. He quickly back flipped–or tried to, really he just fell on his back on the carpeted floor and rolled a few times– and ran towards the bedroom. He flung open the door, grabbed Oliver, and slammed his head into the side of the wall. "Don't mess with Summer!" he screamed. That was when his sudden burst of adrenaline ran out of fuel and Oliver grabbed him and threw him into the closet, locking him inside it.
"Help!" Seth cried. It was dark. He had dropped the walkie-talkie in midst of all the panic.
Oliver made sure that Summer was unconcious before he turned towards the door. "Obviously," Oliver said to himself, "Seth and Summer wouldn't come alone... They would have someone here to help them..." Oliver picked up the walkie-talkie that had fallen to the floor. He could hear Ryan's voice on the other end.
"Seth? Seth, are you O.K.?"
Ryan quickly began to rummage through Oliver's things, looking for a key to the handcuffs that held Marissa prisoner in the other room. Ryan didn't see Oliver behind him as he said, "Gotcha," lifting the keys into the air above him.
"No," said Oliver. "I've got you." Oliver held the gun up to the back of Ryan's head. "Come with me," he smiled, leading Ryan to the other bedroom. "We've got some business matters to be taken care of."
"What are you going to do?" Ryan glanced around as he saw Marissa and Kaitlyn handcuffed to the wall.
"Ryan!" screamed Marissa through tears. "Ryan! No!"
Ryan glanced around, the keys still in hand, and turned towards Oliver. "What are you going to do?"
Oliver grinned evilly. "There can't be any traces of Marissa's past life. We want to start a new one."
