Disclaimer: Characters & concept of the show belong to Josh Schwartz and his team...I owe nothing out of this..it's just for fun.
Note: I'm not a native speaker and this is my first attempt at OC fiction. I'm to blame for any mistakes but read& review anyway, please.And a big hug to Mel for guiding me through the jungle that is the art of story posting.
To Mom & Dad:
Sorry, I don't know what else to do…my best friend…the only friend I've ever had, is leaving soon…who knows if he's ever coming back…I just can't be here anymore, not when there are reminders of him everywhere I turn. Reminders of the times we shared, the good ones and the bad…just think about his first Chrismukkah.
At first he was holding back, telling us about his nightmare Christmas…Christmasses…(what's the plural of Christmas, anyway ?) that he had with his Mom.
Later in the Poolhouse, he was surprised when I gave him his present, I guess he didn't expect that…but that's what it's all about, right ?
So anyways, surely the best moment was when he hung up his stocking over the fireplace. Remember the way he smiled when we took the family picture?
I think from that moment on, he knew that he belonged.
But that's just one time that I remember oh so well…I better not get started about all the PS2 matches we had…this letter would never end.
I know it was Ryan's decision to leave…I mean, it was, wasn't it ? Theresa didn't force him or anything ? …But, yeah we all know Ryan …big hero complex, could never leave someone who's in need on their own…and now that Theresa's pregnant (his child or not), he just can't leave her alone in Chino, where chances might be that she has another run in with Eddie.
Earlier, during the shower, he asked us (Summer, Marissa and myself) if we could just get down to the beach. He then told us about his thoughts on leaving Newport to support Theresa.
I don't know…it was bad…he sounded as if he was going to cry, just thinking about going back to this place that still holds so many bad memories for him.
I just hope he will make it through and things won't get any worse for him.
Deep down, I know that he will make it…he'll make the best out of it, because I think that's what he always does...what he learned. And so will I…
Mom, please don't worry…about both of us. Ryan will be fine and he promised to call you once he's settled, right ? So..no need to worry about him.
Same goes for me…the last part, not the calling you part. I need some time to think about…stuff, and I can't do that here where everything is so…normal and…I don't know,
I just need a change.
So….Mom, Dad, please don't worry. I will come back when I'm ready.
Love you both so much,
Seth.
P.S. Tell Ryan I'm sorry, too. He'll understand.