Chapter 10 - The Hurt.

Summer couldn't even finish reading the letter accurately. Her eyes were burning from her not letting herself cry. No one had ever been so mean to her before. She had been called a bitch, and told to go found her lost sister, Paris Hilton, but she had never been treated like this, and on paper? So she could remember it over and over. Summer ran into her house and locked herself in her big closet, with the fuzzy white rug on the bottom. She laid down, and cried so hard that it hurt her diaphragm. Her throat hurt so bad, she could have sworn she got the worst case of strep-throat, but it was because she was crying so hard.

"I-I- c-ca-cared ff-f--for him." She told herself.

Marissa and Kayleigh came to Summer's house at the time they set-up, kind of worried that Summer hadn't been answering her phone. All they heard were shrill screams that were like nails on a chalk board.

"I fucking hate you." Summer said the angriest anyone had ever heard her voice.

"Summ?" Marissa said. "What's happening, what's wrong with you."

Summer opened the closet door with her perfect make up all running down her face. Her clothes were wrinkled, and her eyes were more red the a stoner who just got done blazing. Kayleigh looked at Summer like she were her child and grabbed her in for the biggest hug.

"What happened? Please tell me and Coop what happened." She cared for Summer like a sister.

Summer couldn't speak, she went back into her closet kicked her shoes to the side, picked up the letter she'd gotten from Seth, and gave it to Kayleigh.

"Oh, MY GOD." Kayleigh sounded more pissed then Summer.

"Seth, would NEVER write anything like that to you Summer." Marissa defended Seth.

"You know what Marissa? That isn't helping okay?" Kayleigh said crossly.

She pulled Coop out to the hall. "Listen Coop. Summer never shows and emotion, she's clearly been crying since 3:30 this afternoon when she read this, and its what now? 7? Did you even see her face." Kayleigh sounded like she had a shooting ready for Cohen.

"Leigh, he's been my best friend since we were 3 or 4. I know him better then anyone, he would never write that to Summer. Never."

"It sounds to me like you're trying to talk yourself into that Coop." Kayleigh looked her up and down.

"What if I am Leigh? What if he really wrote it?" Marissa was worried.

Both of Summer's friends knew Seth had been pretty upset with Summer's attitude lately. I guess he didn't get to know Summer well enough to know that's how she acted when she was hurt.

They walked back into Summer's room and she was on her closet floor, shaking with sniffling. She still hadn't said a word. They were really worried about her condition. They knew there was nothing that anyone could really do. She got really mad easily. Apparently she could only put on her tough act for too long before her hurt shined through.

"You guys." Summer finally started. "I'm fine, okay?"

"Summer, please." Both girls said.

Summer looked down at her feet and started again.

"I had this coming." She breathed out. "Maybe not this harsh, but I had this coming. I was such a bitch to him." Summer knew she was.

"Maybe you should go confront him about it, maybe he would explain that he maybe wrote it out of anger." Marissa should really start a therapy place.

Summer looked at Coop and smiled at her, and looked at Kayleigh, and gave them a hug.

"I can't." Summer reassured herself. "He hates me, so I hate him. I just want to go to bed." Summer said.

Kayleigh and Marissa had other plans. They went to Seth's house to only find that him and Meg were in the middle of a make-out session.

"Uh, Seth?" Marissa said.

"HEY GIRL!" Meg said to Marissa running over to her.

Marissa had a solemn look on her face. Making Meg feel weak in the knees from Marissa's intimidateingly beautiful face.

"I was just getting ready to go anyways." Meg said staring into Kayleigh's angry looking sapphire blue eyes, and frazzled hair.

"Bye Seth." Meg said, and ran out the door.

"Hey guys, what's up?" Seth said calmly.

"What is your problem Cohen?" Kayleigh said.

"Whoa, what's the matter?" Seth said getting worried.

Marissa got less then two inches away from his face, and gave him a evil look.

"What do you think gives you the right to get so mad at Summer that she was being mean to you, that you would write her a letter like this?" Marissa was so pissed at Seth.

"I didn't wri.."

"Save it Seth. Once everyone at school finds out what you did too Summer, you won't have anyone left but Ryan and your parents, and you'll have Ryan more pissed off at you then you could ever imagine. I hate you Seth Cohen." Kayleigh spat out, and left the room, almost crying.

"Seth. I know you were upset that she treated you the way she did, but I can't believe you would do this. I thought you cared about her." Marissa looked at Seth disappointed.

"You'll always be my friend, but I'm so disappointed in you Seth." She looked at him sadly.

Marissa walked away, and dropped the letter on the floor.

Seth picked up the letter, and read it. He didn't write this. He didn't think one thing about Summer on that piece of paper. He had to go see her. Knock. Knock.

"Summer."

It sounded like Cohen to her. She thought she was dreaming, and buried herself deeper into her pillow she brought into her closet.

"Summer.. where are you?" Seth asked.

It was Cohen. He opened the closet door and saw her there laying in so much pain He wanted to reach down and help her.

"Summer, I kno.."

"What the hell do you think you're doing here? GET OUT" Summer said standing up.

She looked at him with so much pain in her eyes. Staring at him for what seemed like 10 seconds, but it was only 2.

"Look, I know you think I wrote that letter to you."

She slapped him across the face.

"Don't you ever talk to me EVER again." She stared at him straight in the eyes, with her make up all over her face. "JUST GET THE HELL OUT. NOW LEAVE NOW." Summer was fighting back her tears.

She couldn't believe this once sweet soul said those things to her. He wouldn't me.

"DO YOU NEED ME TO TELL YOU AGAIN? YOU HATE ME SO MUCH, AND THINK IM SUCH A BITCH, JUST GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE COHEN, JUST LEAVE NOW."

"Summer, I did NOT write th.."

She had already turned around and locked the closet door, and started crying. Seth was so upset that she was hurt so bad. Who would write that letter? Suddenly his cell phone started ringing. He saw it was Meg. He put it up to his face, the side that Summer had slapped him, hard.

"Hey Meg." He said leaving Summer's room.

"Hey hun. What was up with Marissa and Kayslut earlier?" Meg asked.

"They think that I wrote this really hurtful letter saying how much I hated her and how much of a bitch I think she is in it." Seth said sadly.

"Whoa, weird. What makes them think you did it?" Meg tried to lie.

"Cause it's signed with my name." Seth was upset.

Summer got up and walked out of her room hearing voices, thinking Cohen had left. She turned the corner to go downstairs to get water, and saw Seth on the phone with Meg in her house. She breathed in deep and started to cry. Seth turned and saw her crying with her make-up all down her face. He walked towards her, and wanted to hug her. By now he had hung up on Meg.

"Don't you dare touch me. Don't you dare put your hands near me. Get the hell out of my house Seth. Get the hell out."

Summer turned around, and walked back into her room, and walked to her bathroom. Her heard her move stuff around, and then it was silent. She was breathing deep, and he heard a shrill scream, and he left.

"Did she just cut herself?" He wondered.