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"Cohen!" Summer yelled as she sat on the couch in the Cohen mansion. "Give it back!" she yelled again, trying to sound serious. It didn't work though, but nevertheless did she give up. She stood up on her knees and gave Seth one of her glares, placing her arms determinedly on her hips. Seth was standing in the kitchen area, holding the remote in his hands.
"I will not agree on watching that. Again." He referred on the movie which she just couldn't watch too many times. Apparently.
"Cohen," Summer started in a threatening voice. "If you don't give me that I will tell your parents about that night." Seth knew exactly which night she meant. And he certainly didn't want his parents to find out. Though Summer had also been a part of it and if she told anyone she would get in as much trouble as he would. Well, almost.
"It was your idea and you were the one driving." Summer opened her mouth to reply though she quickly closed it when she realised that he was right. It had been her idea to take the car that night and it had been her driving and it had been her partly he fault that the airbag broke and that the left lamp on the car had had to be replaced. Though they had fixed it all, before Sandy and Kirsten found out. And thank god for that.
"Still, I get to pick the movie." Summer said stubbornly and sat down on the cushions.
"And why is that? You always get to pick the movie. I want to see one of my movies." Seth whined but came closer, not giving her the remote though. How many times had Seth watched a movie she wanted? A lot. And how many times had Summer watched a movie Seth picked? Maybe three times.
"See, Cohen, the difference is that you actually like my movies. I don't want to see people blow themselves up or see weird aliens that so not exist." Summer explained and patterned on the place next to her on the couch, wanting him to sit down. After a moment of thinking, Seth gave in and sat down. It always ended that way. Summer got it the way she wanted and her face got that satisfied look. But he loved it. He loved her. And he was so grateful that she was okay and home again. The physical signs from the kidnapping were hard to see. She had a few bruises and sore places but it got better for every day that passed.
The whole mystery with the kidnapper was a thing that was not solved yet and Summer still had horrible nightmares, which she hadn't really told anyone about. Not that every time she had one, it ended with her laying underneath the covers crying anyway. The police just didn't have anything to go on but trying to find the owner of the apartment. Things were going forward though and they all expected to be called to the station every time the phone or the door bell rang.
As Seth sat down next to Summer and slightly brushed against her arm which sent shivers through his whole body, he decided to give her the remote and let her win this time too. He was way too nice to her.
"I knew you would give it too me in the end." Summer said and turned the movie on. It was a classic; Dirty Dancing. And even though he hated that movie, Seth didn't really care this time. Or most times. He just loved to give her what she wanted.
Summer pulled her legs up and leaned closer to Seth. She crept under his arm and placed her head close to his. Seth could feel her breathing on his neck. It tickled a bit, so he changed their positions by placing his arms around her and leaning his head so that it was resting against hers.
"I love this movie." Summer mumbled as she closed her eyes. It felt so good to sit there. Nothing was better than being at Seth's house just cuddling in the sofa. The closeness and the warmth were all enough to make her happy. A moment like this could never be sad.
"I know." Seth whispered as he began to play with her hair. It was all shiny and soft.
Suddenly Summer pulled away and reached for the remote and turned the TV off. She then went back to Seth's waiting arms and went back to the same position though this time she wrapped her arms round him. She wished that she could stay there forever.
After hugging her back for several minutes Seth pulled away a little to look at her. And even though he had looked into those eyes so many times before, it still amazed him how beautiful she really was. He knew her by heart; every spot from the top of her perfect head to her tiny toes, always painted and given the best of pedicures.
"Cohen, what are you looking at?"
"Just you." Seth answered her sincerely.
Just as Summer was about to say something Sandy and Kirsten walked into the kitchen and both said hello. Kirsten excused herself to start with the dinner, the take out, as Sandy went to get Ryan.
"Summer, do you want to stay for dinner?" Kirsten offered politely. Summer knew by now that she was more than welcome. She often ate together with the Cohens since her father worked late most days. She liked to feel like she was a part of Seth's family, even though she had one of her own. The Cohens were like an extra family.
"I would love to. I'll help you set the table." Summer got up from the sofa next to Seth, gave him a peck on his lips and went to get the plates.
It was good that things were returning to normal again. Summer still felt like everyone was acting a little weird around her; everyone was so careful and protective and concerned. It was nice though Summer preferred being treated the usual way.
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"Hi dad! I'm home!" Summer walked into the foyer immediately making her way to the living room where she knew her father would be. He spent most of his time reading the paper or a book in there while at home.
"Sweetie," Neil said and put the book down, turning his head towards his daughter walking into the room. She went to give him a kiss on the cheek.
"What are you reading?" Summer said and sat down beside him, giving the book in his lap a nod.
"It's the Da Vinci Code. Though I had to read it." He shortly said and laid it on the table. "How was your day?" Neil turned all his attention to Summer, which she had always liked. She did now, too, though now every time someone asked how she was doing she kept thinking that they asked just because of the kidnapping.
"It was great dad."
"You spend a lot of time at Seth's place."
"Yeah, I do." Summer no longer cared if her father didn't approve of Seth and she proudly showed it. She knew that he would let her be; he wanted her to be happy.
"There's nothing wrong with that. It's just; I guess I miss to have you around when I'm home. Which I know isn't very often."
"I'm doing fine daddy. It's your work; I understand."
"Well, promise to tell me if you want me home more. You know, I can stay here more if I wanted to."
"Yeah, I know. But then it wouldn't be as much money." Summer joked.
"I don't care about that. You're the most important thing for me Summer." His words made her smile. She knew that he loved her and he really was the best dad she could ask for.
"I know."
"I think that you should get some sleep baby. It's kind of late and I have a meeting tomorrow morning and I'll be back late because I'm going to L.A. remember?"
"I know dad. I'll probably just be at Seth's anyway."
"You really like him, don't you?"
"Yeah." Summer said and gave her dad a kiss again before heading upstairs.
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Summer walked into her bedroom dressed in her PJ's. Her hair was put up in a bump on her head. Just as she was about to clean up her clothes – her room wasn't really neat at the moment – her cell rang. She knew exactly who it was.
"Hi Cohen!" she said with a huge smile on her face as she walked round her room, picking up tank tops and skirts.
"Hi, you ready for bed?"
"Kind of. I'm just fixing my room a little. Do you know how messy it is?"
"Yeah, actually I do. I was there this morning. But are you cleaning!" Seth asked in disbelief.
"Yes I am. But I'm only picking up stuff from the floor."
"Well, I didn't think that you would vacuum or anything. It's not really your thing, Sum."
"I know." Summer said giggling a little. "So, are you ready for bed?"
"Yeah. I'm lying down right now. How about you? Can you quit with the cleaning?"
"I'm in bed too. And I have my teddy bear next to me."
"I have Captain Oats."
"Say hi to him for me."
"I will if you tell Princess Sparkle goodnight. From both of us."
"I will."
"Good."
"So, are you tired?"
"A bit. Or a lot actually, but we can keep talking if you want."
"No, you're tired and I am too I guess."
"You sure?"
"Positive."
"You'll come over tomorrow, right?"
"Of course. Around ten or something?"
"Perfect….I love you Summer."
"I love you too."
"Sweet dreams."
"I wish." Summer said a little too fast. That wasn't the answer she was supposed to give.
"What?"
"Nothing. Sweet dreams."
"No, you said something."
"No, I didn't."
"Yes you did. Are you having nightmares?"
"I don't know."
"I've asked you and you said that you didn't. You said that you slept fine."
"Well, I might have something else than peaceful dreams but it's not a big deal."
"Summer. It is a big deal. Why haven't you told me?"
"Because like I said it's not a big deal."
"Stop pretending like it's not bothering you. Because I know it is."
"Can we talk about something else or hang up? I'm tired."
"Well, I'm not."
"You just said you were."
"I changed my mind."
"No you didn't."
"Summer, stop."
"With what?"
"Stop shutting me out. I just want to help you."
"I don't need you to help me. I'm fine." she snapped.
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Don't call me in the middle of the night then being all scared…"
"I won't because I'm not."
"Then its goodnight I guess."
"I guess it is."
"I'm hanging up."
Summer didn't have the chance to reply before Seth hung up on her.
Summer threw the phone on the floor and turned the lamp off. She didn't need Seth. She was fine. She could deal with nightmares. They weren't real.
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