Disclaimer: This is my first O.C. story and all the reviews are greatly appreciated. I also know Marissa has a littler sister named Caitlin – and for the purpose of this story, she doesn't exist. I don't own anything, except all the characters I've made up. Enjoy! Also, I know this story will seem out there, but it's just a story and I'm just making up story lines I thought would be fun.
"That's it, no tv, no computer, no phone, no friends no anything.... for, for a week. I'm sick of you causing all this drama around here and blowing up at your brothers and me and your mother for no reason." They were in yet another argument over something stupid of course and Caitlin was awaiting her punishment.
"This isn't fair! They tore up my report...my report! That I worked on for over two months and they don't even get in trouble but I do for yelling at them?" She was irate with anger; her fists were clenched as she switched looks between her mother and father.
"Hey, stop this right now. You're always getting worked up when you don't need to and I'm sick of this." Her mom stood in her normal pose, her arms crossed and leaning all her weight on one leg. She kept quiet and let Seth do all the yelling and occasionally chiming in or giving the occasional nod.
"I hate this! I hate my life, I hate my family – I hate everything!" Caitlin gave a grunt and turned sharply exiting the kitchen and stormed upstairs to her room, slamming the door emphasizing her fury.
Her parents shot glances at each other, their expressions drained as they did truly hate these fights but what did they expect, they had a fifteen year old. Welcome to the teenage years filled with hormones and fights and endless amounts of yelling, though they never expected it would be this bad.
"What are we going to do with her? We've grounded her, we've taken away all her privileges but this behavior never seems to stop. She gets kicked out of class, her grades are dropping, she's rude to us and she hates the boys. I don't know how many more years I can stand of this." Seth leaned over the island in the middle of the kitchen admiring the tile counter tops as he pulled a hand away to rub the side of his forehead.
"We have three years left, but that's beside the point. I don't know what to do either, I don't ever remember being this bad for my parents, though I was a handful. Caitlin definitely is giving me a run for my money. Let's just hope teenage years with twins aren't as bad. I hate this Seth, we're always fighting with her and she's constantly telling us that she hates us, why can't she see we just love her and are doing things for her best interest. I was a teenager before I do know what she's going through." She walked over to Seth, placing her hand on his back as they embraced in a hug , Seth resting his head on top of hers.
"I know, I know but since none of our punishments seem to work we'll just have to be stricter. Make sure that she knows we're not kidding around and that we mean it." He stood in front of Summer, his arms on her lower back and hers similar. The moment turned from frustration into zeal as the two held each other in their arms and focused on their relationship and not about the fight with Caitlin.
Their bodies touching they glanced into each other's eyes, smiles on their faces as Summer pulled closer.
"You know Cohen, you look very sexy when you're angry."
"Really? Hmm, and you don't look that bad yourself either Mrs. Cohen." Both smiling, they leaned closer and closer until their lips met and they began kissing. In moments like this both forgot they had kids.
In their lip lock, their kisses getting deeper and deeper as Summer pulled her hands from Seth's back and reached for the buttons on his shirt, while his hands caressed the back of his head. His shirt now completely unbuttoned his chest was now visible but the much needed, not often, moments they had when they were alone, just the two of them, were transitory.
The last of the Cohen clan marched into the kitchen, stopping as their feet touched the kitchen tile. They were, for once, completely quiet watching unsure of what exactly was going on.
Summer and Seth continued to kiss until Seth pulled away in hopes of removing one item of clothing of Summer's, but was startled at the sight of the boys standing there, watching for who knows how long.
"Brady.... Zack." He jumped backwards, smiling as he grazed the back of his hand against his lips to remove any present lipstick.
"Boys, um Seth...shirt, button...now." She turned her back seeing his shirt was still unbuttoned and quickly moved her hands to her head patting down her hair and then straightening out her shirt. "What are you two up to?" Summer walked over to the boys bending down to there level, smiling.
"Me and Brady made you and daddy a present. Come see!" Zack grabbed Summer's hand as both jolted towards the adjacent room.
"Boys! What did you –"To her dissatisfaction their living room was now a mural for the boys creativity. The walls were covered with marker drawings from the boys. One of a family portrait of the five of them all identified by scribbles.
"Ta-da. Mommy do you like it?" Brady stared up at his mom waiting for some sort of gratitude but in return got a blank expression and no words.
"So what is the present? Oh my –"Seth stopped in his footsteps as he scanned the room, his expression similar to Summer's.
"Zachary, Brady, you two both know that markers are for paper and not for walls." She walked over to both of them sitting them down on the couch as they took the comfort of their wooden coffee table.
"So you don't like it?" Zack tilted his head down to the floor and began to swing his legs; they both didn't mean any harm but no matter what they could always get out of things. They were their babies.
"Both of you are going to be cleaning these walls. You two are in trouble and are punished until these walls are clean." Seth bent down, his eyes still focused on the walls, completely shocked by what their 'present' was.
Caitlin walked down the stairs, in different clothing, and was just about to head out until they turned their attention to their daughter.
"And where do you think you're going? The last time I checked, you were grounded." Summer stopped with the boys for a second as Seth got their necessities in order to clean off the wall, and with in seconds he was at by his wife's side.
"Um..." She was at a loss for words and started throwing out excuses from the top of my head. "I was going to grandma's and grandpa's." Caitlin bit her lip , squinting her eyes as to say to herself 'nice one'. Seth and Summer obviously could tell she was lying. Both exchanging a look, and with Seth's arms crossed, he exhaled.
"Okay, so, you're going to their house dressed like this? Do they know you're coming?" Her dad nodded his head as he watched her struggle for an answer, secretly enjoying this at the same time.
"Yeah they know I'm coming, and I'm not dressed bad – this was the shirt I got for Christmas. And if I'm not mistake, I got it from you and mom. "She was beginning to get irritated and from their expressions, so weren't they but she had to try my hardest to go to where she wanted to.
"Just stop the bull Caitlin, where do you want to go?" Her mom looked bluntly at her ready for Caitlin to spill.
"Fine. There's a party that my friends are throwing and I told everyone I was going."
"No." Seth said direct and on occasions such as these he knew that she was going to push him as far as she could and usually ending with more time added to her punishment.
"What? Dad, mom please? I told everyone I was going to be there, this.... this isn't fair! All my friends are going to be there, and so isn't the kid I like." Caitlin was furious and going to ride this out as long as she could, knowing for a fact she wasn't going to win.
"No means no, and I don't care if the president was there, you're still not going and that's that." Her father turned his back walking back into the living room while Summer continued talking with Caitlin.
"I can't believe this, did you and dad take a course in being the meanest parents in the world?" Her face looked as though she was going to cry, she was angry beyond belief.
"Watch it, and no...it just comes naturally. You're grounded for your behavior this week and your father and I are sticking to our word. You can go to the next party, or big event after your punishment is over with but before that you'll be spending some good quality time here at home. Maybe you can take this opportunity to do some bonding with your little brothers since you three have no obvious relationship. I'm sorry kid but that's going to be the rules around this house." She sat down on the stairs, next to where her daughter was sitting. Her hands hanging from the end of her knees, as her tone was calm and laid back. Summer thought that maybe her daughter would actually act mature and understand why they were doing this.
"God I can't stand this house. I am missing the biggest event of my high school career and instead I have to stay home with my looser parents and my little brothers who still act like they're one. No, I'm out of here." She bolted towards the door and after slamming it shut she ran towards my friends' car that was parked outside, and drove off to the party.
"Caitlin!" She ran towards the door but was saddened to see Caitlin was already gone. She walked back inside and leaned against the door as she shook her head feeling like she was in fact the worst parent in the world.
Seth walked back into the foyer, Brady in arm and Zack following he came to her side giving her a hug.
"Don't let her get you like this. She'll go out and have some fun and then come home and be grounded. School then home and nothing else and since you're home anyways you'll have to keep your eye on it until I come home." With Brady in his arms, the little boy outstretched his arms wanting to be held by his mother.
"I love you mommy." The boys both moved towards Summer though Brady was now in her arms, Zack was hugging his legs.
"Aw boys, I love you too. At least for now, these two will listen to us." She kissed the boys sun blond head as both ran back into the living room and engaged in their toys rather then what they were suppose to be doing.
"I know this kills you but this is just teenage hormones and it's always suppose to be hard though Ryan and Marissa don't seem to be having as much as a problem. She just wants to defy us in any way possible because she knows she can and so I guess we need to take stronger fronts and start putting limitations on things." She agreed with a simple nod though she did look like she was fighting back tears and both walked back into the living room.
The walls were clean and the sun had set in the California sky and everyone was asleep except for Summer and Seth who were cuddled on their couch, the fire going as both eyed the time hoping that any second their daughter would return. The clock read 10:30p.m and both tried to keep their cool except for those awful thoughts of what could happen to a fifteen year old in California.
"You don't think that she's in trouble but couldn't call because – "Summer was interrupted by Seth's hand to her mouth and a low 'Shh' sound.
"I know you're worried but Caitlin is fully capable of taking care of herself and she's fine I bet she just doesn't want to come home because she knows that all her freedom's gone when she does. Don't worry, she'll be home soon." Seth moved his hand around her shoulder as she leaned her head onto his chest and wrapping her finger around the collar of his pajama shirt.
"You should go to bed, you have school tomorrow and you don't need to stay up and wait." She watched the blazes of the fire from the fireplace, as she wasn't going to be able to sleep until she knew Caitlin was fine.
"I'll be fine, I teach third grade it's not that stressful." The cuddled underneath the blanket as he stroked her hair peeking down at her face seeing the panicked look upon her face.
As the hand reached 11:15, the door opened and clumsily she walked in trying to make as little noise as she could but wasn't able to do so.
"Caitlin?" Both jumped from the couch, they dozed off while waiting and was startled by the noise.
"Yeah, I'm home. I'm going to bed." She began walking up the stairs but was stopped by their questions.
"No, no, no. You hold on one second. You storm out of this house, you're gone for more then four hours and you come home at eleven and expect no consequence? Where do you go and why didn't you call and tell us where you were?" My mom blurting out questions, of course she wanted to know every detail about where she was, whom she was with and all those questions but it was late and she Caitlin didn't want to oblige.
"I was over Hannah's house and we just hung out. Sorry I didn't call...can I go to bed now?" My voice extended out as the tiredness was visible.
"Fine. You go to bed, you are still going to school tomorrow and we're going to continue this talk." Caitlin walked up the stairs to my room and after changing into pajamas and doing nightly routines she soon after, fell asleep.
Both gave a relieving moan. And passed glimpses to each other with a smile attached.
"Are you okay to go to bed now? Our daughter's home, all the kids are sleeping and everyone's safe."
"Yes, I'm fine, just a tired mother of a hormonally consumed fifteen year old and two rambunctious twins. Yes, I am fine." She was being sarcastic but began laughing as Seth did so too.
"Mrs. Cohen, do you have any plans say – hmm, this Saturday night?" His arm around her waist they began walking up the beginning of the staircase.
"Saturday you say. I have to check my planner, you know I am a very busy lady." She smirked up at her husband as they were now lazily were taking a long time to walk up to their bedroom.
"Well, after consulting your planner if you're not busy maybe you'd be in the mood for a nice little dinner date? My parents have been bugging me about seeing the kids so I doubt they'd have a problem with a little sleep over. What do you say?" They both stopped at the top of the stairs and Seth staring at Summer waiting for an answer, she couldn't help but give in to that cute little Seth smile and her serious look soon melted.
"A dinner date? You and me, just you and me...I say yes. I've been waiting for an alone night, just the two of us since the twins turned two." They kissed each other and shared in the excitement of what the feeling of a night alone felt like. They both scurried off to bed forgetting about what the day had brought and wishing that Friday would end so their dinner date soon would come.