This is a long over due post and I'm sorry got a bit swamped with school stuff.
"Summer, I'm home" the house is dark and Seth stands at the door waiting for his eyes to adjust.
Silence fills the house and Seth lets out a relieved breath having avoided any type of confrontation for now. He hangs up his blue oat and makes his way into the house further flipping on lights as he goes.
"Seth I'm in here!" Summers voice yells from somewhere in the house
Curious he makes his way to the hallway and stops
"Where are you?" he yells, the noise seeming to echo through the house
"God cohen tone it down a little, I'm only in here" he turns and moves to the door that had been locked this morning.
"What are you like locked in or something, cos there's something I've really got to tell you"
"Ahuh just open the damn door"
"Alright, but" he turns the knob half expecting it to still be locked, but it swings open easily the contents of the room aren't visible as its shrouded in darkness.
"Umm your not gonna come at me with a chainsaw or something are you"
"Yes Cohen that's exactly it I brought you in here so I could kill you" Summer replies sarcastically from somewhere in the darkness
"So any way I'm really excited about seeing this room and all" he gestures round even though she cant see him "But I needa tell you something"
"Cohen it can wait just turn on the light"
"No your gonna want to hear this now" telling her was easier when he didn't have to see her face
"Alright jeez just make it quick" and he hears her foot bounce impatiently
"So I ummm…I saw my grandad today and he umm he gave me a job" he says carefully looking at the place in the dark where Summers voice has been coming from.
The last thing he expected to hear was laughter, but that's what he got peals of it ringing from the darkness
"I wish I could have been there to see you turn him down, I can just picture it him going all" she drops her voice to imitate Caleb " I'm Caleb Nichol the all powerful Newport Group man here to gift you a job"
…What could he say to that? All he could do was continue…
"No Summer you don't understand. I took it….I took the job" silence reigns for a moment until finally Seth cant stand it any longer. He gropes round on the wall for a switch.
Light floods the room and it takes a while for his eyes to adjust and when it does he's left speechless. Realisation hitting him hard with such a force it almost physically hurts. That's when the guilt starts.
Ashamed he turns to Summer who refuses to look at him.
"Summer its…wow"
"Yeah well you know what you can shove it up your arse" the anger in her voice not restrained and she storms forward pushing past him
In an effort to fix things he grabs her arm spinning her round to face him. But still she refuses to look at him
"What Cohen, you've got what you wanted because it clearly isn't this" she gestures wildly round, bits of hair falling loose from where it was gathered.
Seth looks down but a hand jerks his chin up and he finds himself staring directly into Summers blazing eyes. They soften for a moment.
"Seth, you don't need that job just tell him you don't want it. You and I both know its not what you want"
He pulls away from her angry all of a sudden "How would you know what I want, I'm gonna do this. Cant you see how great it'll be. We can buy a new house, maybe go on holiday, buy a nice car" he leans on the wall trying to block out the room from his view.
"Since when have you cared about those things Seth, what happened what did Caleb say to you?" she gasps "Oh my god is he black mailing you?"
"NO! cant I just want to do it" his frustration boiling over
"FINE shut me out and do your stupid job, but don't expect me to support you" she yells angrily and flees the room. Shortly after he hears their bedroom door slam with such a force that he'd be surprised if it was still there and not disintegrated into a pile of sawdust on the carpet.
…How did this go so wrong…he runs his hand through his hair lost in thought and turns round. That's when he remembers what he was supposed to become, what he wanted to become, his dream. Not that he had ever forgotten, just pushed it to the recesses of his mind. He forces his eyes shut the last image that flashes across his eyes is one of his drawings of Little Miss Vixen framed on the wall, that last image hurts almost more than anything else.
Quickly he moves to the doorway distancing himself from everything.
And he turns the light off. Shutting the door on everything. Walking away from it all….
That was so hard to right, Seth is not my favourite character to write that's for sure. But any way tell me what you thought