chapter 2: Mornings and Misunderstandings

disclaimer- see chapter one

author's note- I hope everyone has found this fic easy to find in the m section! alright i got this up pretty fast by the other chapters will probably take a longer but not as long as i took updating nuture me. so in this chapter there are some resolutions to the drama but its not completely over yet...but this wont be too dramatic or angsty but there will be a little bit of it too. oh and italics mean flashback. here it is please review!

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Summer stormed up the stairs of the Cohen home. She didn't know what to think or what to do. Just a few hours ago she was at a party at their friend Zach's house. Then she met Seth's new friend who worked at a comic company. Zach had told Summer about Reed, but he forgot one thing -- she was a girl. Zach went on to say how much time they'd been spending together. It all added up...Seth's blowing her off. She got in her car right away and drove. Seth had to be cheating on her. It only made sense.

"You lied to me. All this time, and you lied, Cohen!" she yelled upon entering.

"Whoa, what!" Seth asked, sitting up on his bed immediately.

Seth didn't know what to think. Did she find out about him going behind her back to work on the comic? He knew she didn't like it, so he didn't tell her. Now he couldn't believe she was so angry about it.

"You went behind my back, saying it was Comic Book Club stuff. I'm not an idiot, I figured out what you were doing! I can't believe I fell for this the whole time. It's always about you! You don't care what anyone thinks." she said bitterly.

"I don't care what anyone thinks? 'Oh, Cohen, but my dad doesn't like you.' You ignored me for years because I was the comic geek." Seth retorted.

"At least I try to make up for it now. Like you take two seconds to think about how what you do would make anyone else feel. You lied to me a million times. Did you ever even think -- "

"Maybe it wouldn't have happened if you hadn't been so fucking bossy all the time. Who the cares, Summer, it should be about us!" he yelled.

"I think you need to redefine what us is!" Summer shouted.

"I think you need to figure out what you want from me." Seth said angrily.

"You know what I want from you, Cohen? Nothing. Don't call me. Don't talk to me. Don't even look at me. I don't want anything from you anymore," she spat back.

"Good. Because what I want from you? Is to know that we're done."

And with that Summer stormed out, not letting the tears fall until she got into her car. Seth sighed, standing idly in his room. He laid on his bed on his back, staring at the ceiling.

Neither could believe that they were really done.

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Summer threw her hands in the air with a huge laugh. She linked hands with Marissa and danced to the pounding music with her. Marissa laughed at Summer, knowing how crazy she got when she was drunk. She was just thankful she was dancing with her and not a ton of guys in the club.

"You know, you guys could make out now," Seth slurred, walking over to them with Ryan.

Ryan laughed, a little tipsy, but nowhere near as wasted as Seth and Summer.

Summer rolled her eyes and swatted Seth on the chest. "You would like that you perv!" she shrieked over the music.

"Well, I suggested it, didn't I?" Seth stated.

Marissa tugged at Ryan a little bit. "Wanna go back and," she bit her lip, "see the cabin?"

Ryan grinned and nodded.

"We're gonna go back, come on," he said.

Summer shook her head.

"Excuse me, some of us want to stay!" she said.

"Just get a cab back, k?" Marissa said, already latched onto Ryan's hand.

"But who will I dance with?" Summer asked with a pout.

Marissa shrugged and smiled as she lead Ryan out of the club.

Summer spun around and grabbed Seth's waist. "You'll have to do," she said teasingly.

"I guess I will," Seth replied.

Summer and Seth stumbled together on the dancefloor, laughing more than dancing with rythem. But when their bodies moved together, they couldn't deny they had a spark.

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The very drunk pair tripped their way into their shared bedroom, still feeling the strong affect of the drinking they had done that night. They both plopped down on the bed, laughing at the most random things. They both laid their heads down on the pillows, and everything they'd been worrying about -- paticurally their own seperation -- had faded away.

"You know Cohen," Summer said, her words a little slurred, "You aren't such a bad dancer."

"Oh...you are," Seth said with a grin.

Summer swatted Seth on the chest.

"Stooooooooop!" Seth whined.

"You're such a girl!" Summer said with a giggle, then hit him again.

"I was imitating you," he said.

"I don't sound like that!"

Summer hit him again, and the pair laughed harder as Seth continued to imitate her. They giggled and Summer rolled over on top of him, straddeling him.

She hit his stomach. "I can kick your ass," she said with a smile and bright eyes.

Seth's hands landed on her waist and he smiled back. They locked eyes and undeniable rushes went through their bodies. Seth's hands began to fiddle with her belt, but couldn't get it off. Summer threw her head back and laughed loudly.

"Stooooop!" he whined, and they both couldn't stop giggling.

She put her hands on Seth's and guided the belt off. She then guided them to the bottom hem of her dress and worked off his shirt as she let him finish her own undressing. Both of them were a little too into their drunken stupor to get Seth's pants off at first, but after much teasing, the pants were on the floor with Summer's dress.

Summer grabbed Seth's face in her hands, hooking her legs around him as they were both in the sitting position. He leanded aganist the headboard as she ground her body aganist him. He was already hard as a rock, and he could feel how wet she was. Her bra-clad breasts rubbed aganist his bare chest, but neither of them were even thinking about foreplay. Seth planted sloppy kissing along her neck and the valley of her breasts and she bit her lip.

Seth needed no more prompting than that as he slipped a finger into her already damp lacy panties. He slid one figner up and teased her clit. She sucked in air quickly, a jolt going through her bones. As he added another finger in, Summer still felt his erection on her thigh. She smiled wickedly and slowly slid her hand down his boxers, wrapping her small hand around his huge dick. She stroked him at a medium pace as he worked her insides.

"Mmmm." she moaned, "Yeah...get my spot..."

Seth put his fingers were he remembered she got the most pleasure. She moaned again, pleading for him to go harder and faster. He complied, applying pressure to her clit. She was getting close, but she focused on his cock again. Her hand sped up and they locked eyes. They kissed, bodies rubbing aganist each other. Her nipples were hard through her bra and they just turned him on even more. They knew silently to reach the climaxes together. Seth sped his fingers up, going at a lightening speed. Summer slid her thumb over the top of his dick, knowing how it got him.

Seth's vision blurred, saying, "OhGod Summer, Oh my God...oh keep going."

Summer moaned with him, letting out long moans of his name. She felt so tight all over and slowly small waves of pleasure went through her body. She felt them coming from her core, shaking all over. Her hand got even faster as Seth felt his balls tightening. Summer couldn't contain herself anymore as her legs shook, her whole body rocking wildly. The feeling of Seth's dick in her hand only kept her going. She panted aganist Seth. Seth exploded into her hand, the sight of her feeling such pure pleasure the thing that pushed him over the edge.

They breathed aganist each other, bodies sweating and recovering from their orgasms. Summer slowly rolled off of Seth and they both fell quickly asleep, their alcohol and sex exhausting them completely.

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"Ow."

Summer's eyes flickered open, her head pounding. She ran her fingers through her messy hair and stared up at the ceiling. Last night had been such a blur. She had gotten a little carried away with the drinking. She sat up, the blankets rolling off her. Looking down she saw she was only clad in her bra and underwear.

"Summer?" Seth groaned, opening his eyes slowly.

She gasped, suddenly remembering last night. It was still a little fuzzy, but seeing she and Seth's clothes rumpled on the floor jogged her memory enough. She rolled out of the bed quickly.

"I have to shower. Now," she said quickly and scampering into the bathroom.

She left Seth alone to figure out everything that had just happened.

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Seth walked back into the bedroom after eating breakfast with Ryan. Ryan had asked him what happened after he and Marissa left but Seth just shrugged. He didn't even know what to say about it.

The bathroom door closed behind Summer, already dressed but her hair still damp. She sighed and looked away from Seth immediately. She was still in a complete mess about the previous night's events.

"I have a boyfriend." she said.

Seth nodded.

"I mean," Summer said, starting to walk a little around the room, "I don't even understand how that happened. We were so...over."

"We were wasted, Summer."

"You can't just do this --" Summer said, a little louder.

"I can't? We were both there, Summer!" Seth replied angrily.

"So you're just supposed to get to choose when you want me and when you don't then?" she challenged.

"You are the one who broke up with me, remember?"

"You cheated on me, Seth! What did you think I was gonna do?" Summer exclaimed.

"I never cheated on you!" shouted Seth.

"Reed? Hello?" Summer snapped back.

"I was never with her!" Seth yelled, the pair staring angrily.

They both realized what had happened in a few silent seconds. They moved torwards each other at the same time, their bodies crashing together. Seth held the back of her head in his hand, lips moving together. Summer was compeltely caught up in him, being together was almost like a release. Suddenly she pulled away, almost breathless.

"I...can't," she muttered, "There's Zach."

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