Chapter Six

At last the muscles in Seth Cohen's body started to function once more. He darted out of his room, and jumped down the stairs with all the velocity his legs could take him. He passed the gameroom, hardly looking at the expressions on his friends' faces. He needed one thing, and that thing was out the door already. He jerked the door open, only to see Summer boarding into her car. She started to light the engine up, but Seth knew he wasn't going to let her go without a meagre explanation. He started to bang on the windows, but Summer ignored his attempts to speak with a smug sigh. Her engine was giving her slight troubles, giving Seth time to react. He quickly noticed Summer hadn't closed the doors to her car, so without further hesitation he ran to the other side of the door, to where the passenger seat was located. When he got there, Summer was slightly oblivious to the fact that Cohen was going to carjack inside her car. Seth opened the door as fast as he could, and he jumped inside. When he was in the car, almost a sanctuary, knowing while he was there, he was with Summer, he sighed from exhaustion, and shifted to make himself comfortable in the leather seats. From there, he looked at Summer, who was wordlessly hurt inside.

"I can't believe you, Cohen. Next time we have a project together, I wouldn't be surprised if you drew a picture of us making love on your bed." Summer shook her head at that thought, but kept her biatchy outlook tucked inside.

"Once more, you judge me," Seth stopped, and looked around the car. "It was a comic- it wasn't YOU and ME. It was a cartoon." Seth managed to say for his defence.

"It looked a LOT like me, Cohen." Summer pointed out angrily. "Ew. Like, how often do you picture me ON TOP OF YOU?"

"Summer," Seth blushed, but he knew that he loved this girl, but not to violate her unconsciously. "You don't understand."

"So, what if I don't?" Summer interrupted, not wishing to hear anymore. "You know what, I think it's best if you just leave. Please." Summer begged painfully. Seth, mutely left the car, and glimpsed at Summer's face from outside the window. He had this incomplete look on his face, that Summer couldn't quite decipher. As she started up the engine, still watching Seth, she pulled back, and soon was out of the driveway. Seth was left alone, standing glumly under the now evening sky. The wind tustled his hair. Seth had a hole form deep in his stomache, and he couldn't react- he couldn't move, much like in the room after Summer left.

"Damn reflexes." Seth whispered nonchallantly, and he lowered his head with dissappointment. Seth knew very well that Summer wouldn't ever give him another chance. Ever.

Meanwhile, in the gameroom, Ryan's arm was intently cutioned on Marissa's bare shoulder. They were watching Luke show his skills at the video game. Every now and then, one of them would mention how angry Summer looked coming down from Seth's room, and how worried Seth looked chasing after her.

"I know it's like the billionth time I've mentioned this, but I'm worried all the same," Marissa confessed. "What happened up there, must have been pretty bad if Summer was that ticked." Marissa, Summer's best friend, was one of the people in the world that knew nothing, absolutely nothing ticked Summer off that much- it had to be extremely bad.

"You're right. It was pretty bad…" Seth entered the room silently, bearing his cross without complaint. Ryan looked up at Seth sympathetically, as Seth crashed on the sofa.

"You wanna talk about it, man?" Ryan offered.

"Do I look like I wanna talk about it?" Seth buzz; the memory of Summer leaving him like that was too hard to think about. Seth, like a whilted flower, sat silently on the sofa, his heart trying to soothe the moral pain Summer had just caused him. Out of the blue, Seth asked Marissa. "You know her best," Seth was reffering to Summer, of course. "Help me. I… I love her." Seth shook his head in embarassment, after he declared his love. He closed his eyes, hoping he wouldn't have to see Marissa's slightly surprised expression. She only smiled, proud that Seth went to her for help.

"You know what Seth?" Marissa paused elatedly. "You came to the right person." Marissa announced officially.