I have wanted to write another fic for awhile now but I am just now getting around to it. This takes place right after the season finale…like the same exact day and everything should be the same as it is on the show. Also take into consideration that this is the first chapter, and I HATE starting stories, so the length and quality will improve. Well I don't want to talk you to death so just enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own The O.C…just read under the impression that I don't own anything!

Diaries of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1: The Bearer of Bad News

"Wow I've never done that before."

"What? Have sex in a box" Summer asked looking up at Seth who was nodding with a shy smile plastered on his face. "Aw Cohen, you're so inexperienced it's almost cute."

"What you have?" Seth asked jokingly.

"Of Course. Box, Car, Laundry room, oh and that one time at the Bai..."

"WHAT? Summer I thought you said you were a virig…omg you and Zach, you lied to spare my feelings…I think I'm gonna…"

"Seth! Calm down before you hyperventilate, I was only kidding."

"Oh…I knew that."

"Riiight. But seriously Cohen, you know that you're the only person I've been with…and will ever be with."

"I know Sum. I love you."

"I love you too." Summer replied as she leaned up to place a gentle kiss on Seth's lips.

"Just think, soon we aren't going to be able to have sex for like...3 months!"

"Cohen!" Summer yelled hitting his chest, "We were having a moment, and you ruined it."

About the same time the door to Seth's room opened and Sandy and Kirsten walked in.

"Apparently I'm not the only one ruining the moment." Seth whispered to Summer. "Mom, Dad, ever hear of that thing called knocking? It works nicely." He joked as her mentally thanked Jesus and Moses that they had already put their clothes back on.

"Oh Summer, it's a good thing you are here we need to talk to the both of you." Sandy said sadly, ignoring his son's previous comment.

"What's with the long faces? Somebody die?" Seth laughed.

"Seth…" Sandy warned.

"OMG did somebody really die?" Seth asked getting up from his bed.

Sandy, the man never lost for words, didn't know how to break the news. All he could do was stand there and feel sorry for the two teenagers standing in front of him. What he was about to tell them would change their lives and devastate them. He didn't want to have to be that guy bringing the bad news.

"Dad?" No reply. "Mom, you haven't said anything since you've come in, so what is going on?" No reply. "COME ON! WILL SOMEBODY JUST TELL US!"

"Son, I think you should sit back down for this."

"I don't want to sit down! I can handle it just tell me. Is it Nana?"

"Son, please…"

This time Seth obeyed his father and took Summer's hand as they sat down on the bed. He could feel Summer's tiny hand shacking inside of his larger one. He didn't know what was going on, but by this point, he was beyond scared. The last time his father told him to sit down, he had learned that his grandfather had died.

"Earlier tonight, there was an accident." Sandy decided it would be best to just come right out and say it.

"What kind of accident?" Even thought Seth knew his father was getting there his instinct to talk to over.

"A car accident."

Seth could hear Summer let out a small whimper and as he turned to look at her he saw her eyes fill with tears. Apparently she had put two and two together, although Seth was getting there too he didn't want to admit it. As long as nobody said it, it couldn't be true. Right?

"Seth, Summer, I…" Sandy continued.

"No, stop, I changed my mind, I don't want to hear it."

"…don't want to be the one to tell you this, but Marissa didn't make it."

Complete silence; a good five minutes of complete silence. The usually talkative Cohen's had nothing left to say, and Summer was in a state of complete and utter shock. Things like this weren't supposed to happen to her. This is supposed to be just another story you hear about on the news that will never happen to you. But it was happening, and she could do nothing about it; her best friend is dead, gone forever.

"We will leave you two alone, come down stairs if you want to talk about it." Kirsten said, finally speaking up.

Once Sandy and Kirsten were out of the room, Seth pulled Summer into his arms. Like a dam breaking, the tears poured down Summer's cheek's soaking Seth's shirt. Seth had never been the type to console people so he decided for once in his life that no words would be the best. Instead he just rubbed her back and kissed her head, he felt worthless, but it was the best he could do.

Summer's tears got heavier and heavier as she clung on to Seth for dear life. She hated to be so vulnerable that she could openly weep without being in the privacy of her own bedroom, but this was Seth, her Cohen.

"I'm gonna be here baby; we will get through this together." Seth whispered softly into her ear.

No she can't do this, she is Summer Roberts, tough Summer Roberts, no matter what happens.

"I have to go." Summer said as she got up and rubbed at her tears.

"What? No you don't, I'm sure my parents will understand if you stay."

"It's not about that Seth."

"You called me Seth…Oh no, Summer don't do this to me. You can't shut me out again."

"There is more to life than just you and me Seth, and I think tonight is proof of that. I'll see you later."

Seth watched as Summer ran from his room. Why does Summer let people in, only to kick them back out? She can't do this alone…I can't do this alone.

And for the first time, Seth let him self cry, not only for the loss of Marissa, but also for the loss of his Summer.

So did you enjoy? Yes? No? Please reply and tell me! I know it doesn't seem very original yet, but give it time, it's not going to all be about dealing with Marissa's death, that is just the beginning. Also I'm not gonna make any promises on how fast I will update but I will try to update at least once a week. Now stop reading what I have to say and reply!

Rachael