Title: The Consequences
Author: In Fair Verona
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Seth and Summer engender a 'rumor' which travels around Newport and learn the consequences of their actions when the unexpected happens.
Shipper: Seth x Summer
Disclaimer: It is all property of FOX, every last bit of it. I don't own anything in this story or related to it.
A/N: I like this chapter. That is good news. I really wanted to get to the part where I could write about Seth talking to Anna after Anna found out. So, I'm all happy. I don't have anything against Anna. I like her. I just don't really want her with Seth. So, no, I didn't extremely bash her here. But, I'm not saying that Anna's reaction is peachy and positive.
Thanks to all the people who reviewed the last chapter. I am thankful for all of your feedback and suggestions!
Seyenne - Thanks for all that helpful feedback! I agree with you, and I'm glad you think that I am doing a good job and staying in character. I like Anna as well, but not necessarily with Seth, simply because it seems she was inserted into the story as simple Seth's other love interest, or the complication. At least Summer is there for more purpose than to be Seth's love interest, so she has character outside of him. That's the way I see it. And like I made Summer point on in the last chapter- just because they both read comic books, doesn't necessarily mean they are soul-mates.
A-P-R-I-L - I will have Seth take some advice for Ryan, I promise. I was planning to do that, because right now Seth is floating on top of Cloud 9, and somebody's got to bring him to reality.
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"Oh my God... Oh my God... Oh my God." Seth repeated, steadying himself against a locker for support before he fainted from the shock at the news he had just heard. Marissa Cooper, on the other hand, seemed practically jovial. Probably because she had gotten her way and now Seth knew that Summer was pregnant with his child. Summer felt like smacking that cheesy grin right off of her best friend's blemish-free face. "And this would be... from that night... that night that 'didn't happen', even though it really did?" He asked.
"Yes. When else could it have happened?" Summer snapped, turning away from him.
"It could've happened in my dreams." Seth said breathlessly.
"That was a retorical question." Summer interjected. She tucked a few stray strands of dark brown hair behind her ear and glanced up at him, two pairs of chocolate eyes meeting each other.
"Are you positive that you are pregnant? When did you find out? Why didn't you tell me sooner? Who else knows?" Seth asked, pouring an onslaught of questions down on her. Summer raised her hands infront of her defensively, as if warding the questions away.
"What is this? The inquisition? Dude, Cohen, just chill." She chastised, shaking her head. "Look, don't worry about the details. Don't worry about anything. I'm going to be taking care of it." She said, finding herself unable to tell him what 'taking care of it' really meant. She glanced at Marissa for a moment, and a sudden thought burst into her head. "Cohen, right now your girlfriend is probably planning suicide or something. You should go find her and like... stop her from killing herself. Quickly, go, go!" She said, pushing him down the hall. Seth thought about it for a moment and quickly walked away. The sooner he took care of Anna, the sooner he could take care of Summer and the baby.
"That was very unlike you to be so concerned." Marissa commented, watching Seth run away. Summer shrugged and wiping her forehead.
"I was just trying to get rid of him. He is such a pyscho-freak... how drunk was I?" She muttered to herself. Marissa stood behind her, a small smile crossed her face pleasantly.
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"Anna?" Seth asked tentatively, finding his girlfriend huddling with her head buried in her hands and her knees pressed up against her chest in one of the empty stair wells. He lowered himself and crouched down to her level, reaching a hand towards her. Suddenly Anna's hand shot out and smacked his away. She seemed to have gotten really good at smacking lately. Seth bit his lip, unsure of what to do. He had always been that caring and sweet guy. He'd never ever really hurt somebody before and he didn't really know what to do now that he had. It was out of his control. He hadn't made Summer pregnant- well, technically, yes he did, but... He didn't want her to be pregnant while he was going out with Anna. But now that she was... he certainly didn't regret it. "Anna, please talk to me." He tried, scooting closer to her.
"Talk to you?" Anna asked. Her voice was quiet, barely a whimper, but it stung. She looked up, her eyes were red and puffy and her cheeks were tear-stained. She ran a hand through her pixie blonde hair, and wiped her eyes with the back of her palm. "Why didn't you talk to me? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Anna... I didn't think it would be... a thing for us. The issue was one I didn't think we'd have to come across." Seth said, plopping down beside her.
"What are you saying?" Anna asked, looking up at him with her glossy burnt umber eyes.
"Anna... Look, it's just that... I slept with Summer before you even came back from Tahiti." Seth pointed out. "It's not like I cheated. I wouldn't do that..."
"Well, Seth, it's just that you've been... tarnished." Anna spat out. Seth blinked twice. That really hurt.
"Okay. So basically, because I'm not a shiny new virgin and some other woman's trash... I'm no good?" He asked. Anna shook her head and leaned it back against the wall of the stair-well.
"That's not what I meant." She admitted, closing her eyes. "It's just that... I was saving myself for you. But you're not a virgin. It's just kind of crushing. That's not even the half of it. Summer's pregnant. Our future is going down the drain." She let out a depressing sigh and dropped her hands to her side. Seth lowered his head for a moment.
"Anna, I'm going to be honest. Brutally honest." Seth added. He didn't want to hurt her further since she was down so low, but... some things needed to be set straight. "I didn't tell you about the fact that I wasn't a virgin, because I didn't think it would be a factor involving the both of us. I wasn't planning to have sex with you, Anna. I didn't think you were either. But apparently I was wrong, and I'm sorry. I was in this relationship because I thought you had a great personality, and because I had fun being with you and we had alot in common. But that doesn't mean I wanted to sleep with you. Not that any guy wouldn't, you're beautiful, but I just don't right now." He replied sincerely, taking her hand in his. "And... I don't ever. Anna, I can't promise you that we'll have a future together. You are my first girlfriend. And you're not... you're not..."
"I'm not Summer?" Anna questioned, sliding her hand out from under his.
"No. Listen. I had this whole... dream about marrying Summer and fluffy crap like that... But, I like you too. I enjoy being with you. But I can't picture myself 10 years from now, still with you. My first girlfriend... But... not my first love." He admitted, bowing his head down in shame. "I'm sorry, Anna. I like you so much... but I can't be with you the way you obviously want me to... And honestly, if you thought that what I wanted was too have sex with you, you obviously don't know me very well." Anna glance up at him, her mouth slightly dropped in shock.
"Thank you for being honest, Seth." Anna managed to choke out. She wrung her hands together and looked up at him. "But, don't expect me to get over this so quickly... I love you. And Seth, I know that if you just dig deep down and finally let go of what-ever little fantasy is playing around in your head... you'll realize that you love me too." She said earnestly. Seth couldn't find the words to combat that, so he said nothing. "Just go, Seth." Anna mumbled, turning away from him. "Go... settle this... thing with Summer. The sooner you do, the sooner you'll realize it's not meant to be." She shrugged. Seth stood up slowly, shaking his head.
"I care about you so much, Anna. But you're wrong." He dusted off his pants and proceeded to walk away.
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As Seth walked inside the cafeteria, he spotted three faces huddled together in the far corner and quickly walked over. Ryan and Marissa were engaged in a deep conversation, while Summer simply picked at her ice-cream with pickles. Seth plopped down beside her.
"So... we should probably talk." He suggested. Summer rolled her eyes.
"Speak freely, Cohen. Chino knows." Seth furrowed his brow at this and glanced at Ryan unsurely.
"He knew before I knew? What's up with that?" He asked, feeling rather hurt.
"He walked into my room in the middle of my conversation with Marissa." Summer replied bluntly. Seth's jaw dropped open and he glanced at Ryan.
"You went inside of her room!?" He whispered harshly. Ryan scooted away from his scary friend and closer to Marissa.
"Chill, Cohen." Summer admonished, pushing her melting ice-cream away. "Speak."
"Well, I really don't know what to say..."
"You said you wanted to talk!" Summer retorted.
"I said I wanted for us to talk, dearie."
"Ugh. There is really nothing to discuss. Don't worry about a thing, I've got everything under control." Summer said, repeating herself from earlier. Ryan scratched his head and narrowed his eyes at Summer.
"Summer..." He trailed off, looking at her threateningly. "You want to put a little bit more detail into that sentence?"
"Ugh. Butt out, Chino."
"Whoa, whoa. What are you saying, Ryan?" Seth asked curiously. He glanced back at Summer. "Is there something you're not telling me?" He asked, his big brown eyes softening. Summer despised puppy-dog faces and what they could do.
"Look, I am going to get rid of the baby so it will be out of our lives. No problems for me or you."
"Get rid of the baby!?" Seth exclaimed, slamming his flat palm onto the table. "Are you suggesting-" He realized how loud he was being and lowered the volume down to a harsh whisper, "Are you suggesting abortion!?"
"Give the boy a prize." Summer yawned. "It's not that big of a deal. I have the right to choose whether I keep it or not."
"But-" Seth couldn't find the words to say. Yes, Summer had the right, and yes, he wanted her to do whatever made her happy, but... Couldn't she be happy having his child? He loved Summer, but he already knew he was going to love this baby too and he couldn't let it go. "Summer, it's my child too. I take full responsibility."
"You don't have to do this, Seth." Summer admonished. Seth furrowed his brow.
"Do what?"
"Act chivalrous and noble. You can be a jerk once in awhile too, you know. Be a creep, abandon me, etc... Leave me alone." Summer suggested.
"I'm not going to do that! I'd never do that!" Seth said, taking her arms in his hands. "Summer, don't you get it? I'm in love with you! Do I have to spell it out?" Summer laughed at that. "Summer? Why are you laughing?"
"Love? Seth, you're making a huge mistake. You want to take care of this baby now, but one day you'll wake up and regret it every day of your life. The same way I will if I have to give birth to a baby at 16." Seth closed his eyes, dropping down to his knees and holding Summer's hand desperately.
"Summer, please. I will do anything. I will pay for everything. I will take care of it if you don't want to, I will do anything for you. Whatever you want, I'll do it. Please, please let me keep my child." He begged. Summer stood there in shock. She couldn't believe Seth was actually lowering himself to this point in order to keep the baby. It was incredibly pathetic... and at the same time, slightly touching. However little pride Seth had left, which wasn't much, he had just given it all away. Yet, Summer felt that she shouldn't have been to surprised.
"I... No. I can't give birth to this baby, Seth. I'm sorry." She said, pulling her hand away. Marissa gave her friend a disappointed look. But they didn't understand... they weren't the ones who had to give birth to a baby! They just didn't know... how scary it was. She turned around and looked over her shoulder. He looked so sad. On the verge of tears. "Oh God..." She turned around, bending down to his level. "I'll think about it, Cohen. Okay?" He looked up at her, a fleeting expression of hope glowing back into his face. "I still have time to think about it." She said, standing up. Marissa seemed to be a little bit better, and Ryan pretended that he wasn't interested in the conversation anymore, when he truly was. Well, at least everybody was satisfied and off her back... but Summer had already made up her mind a long time ago.
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Later that night, a Friday night, Holly stood outside of her pool-house, tapping her foot impatiently. She wore a khaki mini-skirt and a pink halter top with high heels. She knew watches completely clashed with her outfit, but even without one she knew that Luke was extremely late if he was picking her up for a date. He probably wouldn't even be coming. Narrowing her eyes, and crossing her arms across her chest, Holly glared out into the distance.
Summer Roberts was never going to show her face in school again once Holly was done with her.
Author: In Fair Verona
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Seth and Summer engender a 'rumor' which travels around Newport and learn the consequences of their actions when the unexpected happens.
Shipper: Seth x Summer
Disclaimer: It is all property of FOX, every last bit of it. I don't own anything in this story or related to it.
A/N: I like this chapter. That is good news. I really wanted to get to the part where I could write about Seth talking to Anna after Anna found out. So, I'm all happy. I don't have anything against Anna. I like her. I just don't really want her with Seth. So, no, I didn't extremely bash her here. But, I'm not saying that Anna's reaction is peachy and positive.
Thanks to all the people who reviewed the last chapter. I am thankful for all of your feedback and suggestions!
Seyenne - Thanks for all that helpful feedback! I agree with you, and I'm glad you think that I am doing a good job and staying in character. I like Anna as well, but not necessarily with Seth, simply because it seems she was inserted into the story as simple Seth's other love interest, or the complication. At least Summer is there for more purpose than to be Seth's love interest, so she has character outside of him. That's the way I see it. And like I made Summer point on in the last chapter- just because they both read comic books, doesn't necessarily mean they are soul-mates.
A-P-R-I-L - I will have Seth take some advice for Ryan, I promise. I was planning to do that, because right now Seth is floating on top of Cloud 9, and somebody's got to bring him to reality.
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"Oh my God... Oh my God... Oh my God." Seth repeated, steadying himself against a locker for support before he fainted from the shock at the news he had just heard. Marissa Cooper, on the other hand, seemed practically jovial. Probably because she had gotten her way and now Seth knew that Summer was pregnant with his child. Summer felt like smacking that cheesy grin right off of her best friend's blemish-free face. "And this would be... from that night... that night that 'didn't happen', even though it really did?" He asked.
"Yes. When else could it have happened?" Summer snapped, turning away from him.
"It could've happened in my dreams." Seth said breathlessly.
"That was a retorical question." Summer interjected. She tucked a few stray strands of dark brown hair behind her ear and glanced up at him, two pairs of chocolate eyes meeting each other.
"Are you positive that you are pregnant? When did you find out? Why didn't you tell me sooner? Who else knows?" Seth asked, pouring an onslaught of questions down on her. Summer raised her hands infront of her defensively, as if warding the questions away.
"What is this? The inquisition? Dude, Cohen, just chill." She chastised, shaking her head. "Look, don't worry about the details. Don't worry about anything. I'm going to be taking care of it." She said, finding herself unable to tell him what 'taking care of it' really meant. She glanced at Marissa for a moment, and a sudden thought burst into her head. "Cohen, right now your girlfriend is probably planning suicide or something. You should go find her and like... stop her from killing herself. Quickly, go, go!" She said, pushing him down the hall. Seth thought about it for a moment and quickly walked away. The sooner he took care of Anna, the sooner he could take care of Summer and the baby.
"That was very unlike you to be so concerned." Marissa commented, watching Seth run away. Summer shrugged and wiping her forehead.
"I was just trying to get rid of him. He is such a pyscho-freak... how drunk was I?" She muttered to herself. Marissa stood behind her, a small smile crossed her face pleasantly.
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"Anna?" Seth asked tentatively, finding his girlfriend huddling with her head buried in her hands and her knees pressed up against her chest in one of the empty stair wells. He lowered himself and crouched down to her level, reaching a hand towards her. Suddenly Anna's hand shot out and smacked his away. She seemed to have gotten really good at smacking lately. Seth bit his lip, unsure of what to do. He had always been that caring and sweet guy. He'd never ever really hurt somebody before and he didn't really know what to do now that he had. It was out of his control. He hadn't made Summer pregnant- well, technically, yes he did, but... He didn't want her to be pregnant while he was going out with Anna. But now that she was... he certainly didn't regret it. "Anna, please talk to me." He tried, scooting closer to her.
"Talk to you?" Anna asked. Her voice was quiet, barely a whimper, but it stung. She looked up, her eyes were red and puffy and her cheeks were tear-stained. She ran a hand through her pixie blonde hair, and wiped her eyes with the back of her palm. "Why didn't you talk to me? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Anna... I didn't think it would be... a thing for us. The issue was one I didn't think we'd have to come across." Seth said, plopping down beside her.
"What are you saying?" Anna asked, looking up at him with her glossy burnt umber eyes.
"Anna... Look, it's just that... I slept with Summer before you even came back from Tahiti." Seth pointed out. "It's not like I cheated. I wouldn't do that..."
"Well, Seth, it's just that you've been... tarnished." Anna spat out. Seth blinked twice. That really hurt.
"Okay. So basically, because I'm not a shiny new virgin and some other woman's trash... I'm no good?" He asked. Anna shook her head and leaned it back against the wall of the stair-well.
"That's not what I meant." She admitted, closing her eyes. "It's just that... I was saving myself for you. But you're not a virgin. It's just kind of crushing. That's not even the half of it. Summer's pregnant. Our future is going down the drain." She let out a depressing sigh and dropped her hands to her side. Seth lowered his head for a moment.
"Anna, I'm going to be honest. Brutally honest." Seth added. He didn't want to hurt her further since she was down so low, but... some things needed to be set straight. "I didn't tell you about the fact that I wasn't a virgin, because I didn't think it would be a factor involving the both of us. I wasn't planning to have sex with you, Anna. I didn't think you were either. But apparently I was wrong, and I'm sorry. I was in this relationship because I thought you had a great personality, and because I had fun being with you and we had alot in common. But that doesn't mean I wanted to sleep with you. Not that any guy wouldn't, you're beautiful, but I just don't right now." He replied sincerely, taking her hand in his. "And... I don't ever. Anna, I can't promise you that we'll have a future together. You are my first girlfriend. And you're not... you're not..."
"I'm not Summer?" Anna questioned, sliding her hand out from under his.
"No. Listen. I had this whole... dream about marrying Summer and fluffy crap like that... But, I like you too. I enjoy being with you. But I can't picture myself 10 years from now, still with you. My first girlfriend... But... not my first love." He admitted, bowing his head down in shame. "I'm sorry, Anna. I like you so much... but I can't be with you the way you obviously want me to... And honestly, if you thought that what I wanted was too have sex with you, you obviously don't know me very well." Anna glance up at him, her mouth slightly dropped in shock.
"Thank you for being honest, Seth." Anna managed to choke out. She wrung her hands together and looked up at him. "But, don't expect me to get over this so quickly... I love you. And Seth, I know that if you just dig deep down and finally let go of what-ever little fantasy is playing around in your head... you'll realize that you love me too." She said earnestly. Seth couldn't find the words to combat that, so he said nothing. "Just go, Seth." Anna mumbled, turning away from him. "Go... settle this... thing with Summer. The sooner you do, the sooner you'll realize it's not meant to be." She shrugged. Seth stood up slowly, shaking his head.
"I care about you so much, Anna. But you're wrong." He dusted off his pants and proceeded to walk away.
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As Seth walked inside the cafeteria, he spotted three faces huddled together in the far corner and quickly walked over. Ryan and Marissa were engaged in a deep conversation, while Summer simply picked at her ice-cream with pickles. Seth plopped down beside her.
"So... we should probably talk." He suggested. Summer rolled her eyes.
"Speak freely, Cohen. Chino knows." Seth furrowed his brow at this and glanced at Ryan unsurely.
"He knew before I knew? What's up with that?" He asked, feeling rather hurt.
"He walked into my room in the middle of my conversation with Marissa." Summer replied bluntly. Seth's jaw dropped open and he glanced at Ryan.
"You went inside of her room!?" He whispered harshly. Ryan scooted away from his scary friend and closer to Marissa.
"Chill, Cohen." Summer admonished, pushing her melting ice-cream away. "Speak."
"Well, I really don't know what to say..."
"You said you wanted to talk!" Summer retorted.
"I said I wanted for us to talk, dearie."
"Ugh. There is really nothing to discuss. Don't worry about a thing, I've got everything under control." Summer said, repeating herself from earlier. Ryan scratched his head and narrowed his eyes at Summer.
"Summer..." He trailed off, looking at her threateningly. "You want to put a little bit more detail into that sentence?"
"Ugh. Butt out, Chino."
"Whoa, whoa. What are you saying, Ryan?" Seth asked curiously. He glanced back at Summer. "Is there something you're not telling me?" He asked, his big brown eyes softening. Summer despised puppy-dog faces and what they could do.
"Look, I am going to get rid of the baby so it will be out of our lives. No problems for me or you."
"Get rid of the baby!?" Seth exclaimed, slamming his flat palm onto the table. "Are you suggesting-" He realized how loud he was being and lowered the volume down to a harsh whisper, "Are you suggesting abortion!?"
"Give the boy a prize." Summer yawned. "It's not that big of a deal. I have the right to choose whether I keep it or not."
"But-" Seth couldn't find the words to say. Yes, Summer had the right, and yes, he wanted her to do whatever made her happy, but... Couldn't she be happy having his child? He loved Summer, but he already knew he was going to love this baby too and he couldn't let it go. "Summer, it's my child too. I take full responsibility."
"You don't have to do this, Seth." Summer admonished. Seth furrowed his brow.
"Do what?"
"Act chivalrous and noble. You can be a jerk once in awhile too, you know. Be a creep, abandon me, etc... Leave me alone." Summer suggested.
"I'm not going to do that! I'd never do that!" Seth said, taking her arms in his hands. "Summer, don't you get it? I'm in love with you! Do I have to spell it out?" Summer laughed at that. "Summer? Why are you laughing?"
"Love? Seth, you're making a huge mistake. You want to take care of this baby now, but one day you'll wake up and regret it every day of your life. The same way I will if I have to give birth to a baby at 16." Seth closed his eyes, dropping down to his knees and holding Summer's hand desperately.
"Summer, please. I will do anything. I will pay for everything. I will take care of it if you don't want to, I will do anything for you. Whatever you want, I'll do it. Please, please let me keep my child." He begged. Summer stood there in shock. She couldn't believe Seth was actually lowering himself to this point in order to keep the baby. It was incredibly pathetic... and at the same time, slightly touching. However little pride Seth had left, which wasn't much, he had just given it all away. Yet, Summer felt that she shouldn't have been to surprised.
"I... No. I can't give birth to this baby, Seth. I'm sorry." She said, pulling her hand away. Marissa gave her friend a disappointed look. But they didn't understand... they weren't the ones who had to give birth to a baby! They just didn't know... how scary it was. She turned around and looked over her shoulder. He looked so sad. On the verge of tears. "Oh God..." She turned around, bending down to his level. "I'll think about it, Cohen. Okay?" He looked up at her, a fleeting expression of hope glowing back into his face. "I still have time to think about it." She said, standing up. Marissa seemed to be a little bit better, and Ryan pretended that he wasn't interested in the conversation anymore, when he truly was. Well, at least everybody was satisfied and off her back... but Summer had already made up her mind a long time ago.
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Later that night, a Friday night, Holly stood outside of her pool-house, tapping her foot impatiently. She wore a khaki mini-skirt and a pink halter top with high heels. She knew watches completely clashed with her outfit, but even without one she knew that Luke was extremely late if he was picking her up for a date. He probably wouldn't even be coming. Narrowing her eyes, and crossing her arms across her chest, Holly glared out into the distance.
Summer Roberts was never going to show her face in school again once Holly was done with her.