Chapter 7: This Photograph Is Proof (I Know You Know)
Disclaimer: I do not own The O.C. or the song lyrics I'm using. Taking Back Sunday does.
A/N: I haven't updated in a while. I know. I'm sorry about that too. As always, please R&R. Thanks.
OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo"This Photograph Is Proof (I Know You Know)"
Taking Back Sunday
Well, I'll Wait Till You Listen
I Won't Say A Word
Seth hadn't spoken to Summer since the erhm… "incident" we'll call it. He hadn't seen her. He hadn't heard from her. Nothing. You wouldn't think that after everything that had been exchanged that night she would at least call. But no. She had left him again, but this time for no apparent reason.
She said she loved him.
Instead of calling her and potentially making a fool out of himself, Seth sat around on the sidelines waiting and wanting. Something he had become accustomed to after the past several months. Something he had become very accustomed too.
But Seth knew that even if he did have the courage to call Summer it would be a mistake. What if whatshisface answered the phone? What would he say? "Hi, I'm Seth Cohen. Your fiancé's ex-boyfriend. I dated her for seven years but one day she just left. Oh and by the way, I fucked her a couple weeks ago. Anyway, just tell her to call me back. Kay?" Yeah, that would go over real well.
Your Silent, But Strong
(Yeah I'm Playing That Card)
But Your Noticing Nothing Again
I don't know why you act like you do, sometimes. It's a mystery to me. I don't know why you think I don't know you very well. Truth is, I know you so goddamn well that it hurts. But you see, it's not the same for you. You don't seem to understand that I love you and that I want to marry you. You don't understand how it hurts that you always change the subject when I mention our wedding.
What wedding though? We don't even have a date set. Nothing. You're lying to me about something. You pretend you're strong and that everything's fine. You like to lie I think. I think you'd rather lie about things than face reality. But darling, you can't live in your made-up world. You can't pretend everything is perfect. It's so far from perfect, baby.
I want to make your world perfect though. I don't want you to feel as though reality's not good enough. Because it could be good enough. If you would just get your head out of the goshdarn hole it's in. But you won't. I know it. You know it.
The thing that's hurts the most is that you don't even notice me. You don't notice how I want you. How I crave you. But I notice things. I notice the way you don't kiss me like you used to. I notice how you don't look me in the eye anymore. I notice the look in your eyes.
Now I'm Lying On The Table
With Everything You Said
Seth waited. And waited. And then he waited some more. He waited for Summer to show up and give him an explanation. Why did she claim she loved him? If she really loved him why wouldn't she stay? Why did she leave? Wasn't he good enough? Was Ian really that great that you regret every single moment of that night? The way it felt to be together again? Can you really tell me it meant nothing?
Keeping In Mind The Way That It Felt
When The Most I Could Do Was To Just Blame Myself
Summer sat at home. Ian was working. She had the day off and gladly welcome it's arrival. She just wanted to be alone. She didn't know what to do anymore. She had cheated on her fiancé. How could she do that? With Cohen, none the less?
And while not only cheating on her fiancé, she also smashed Seth's heart into a million pieces. Kill two birds with one stone, I guess. She knew she should have at least left a note. Because this time she had no good reason to leave. She told him she loved him.
Why though? She loved Ian. Not Seth. How did she manage to screw up two men's lives in the course of one night? How could she ruin everything?
So, We're Talking Forever
And You Almost Feel Better
But Betters No Excuse For Tonight.
Finally I was sick of your games. I was sick of your stuff. Was it even worth it anymore? So I confronted you. You never gave me a straight answer. But you talked to me. I couldn't be angry anymore. I loved you and your voice speaking oh-so softly to me just melted my anger away. I forgot that you lied to me about God only knows what. I forgot that you don't notice me. I forgot it all. Because even though you were so distant the rest of the time, I got to have you for one night.
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After Summer talked to Ian she felt better. Granted she did bend the truth a little. But just a little. But better wasn't enough. It wouldn't be and it couldn't be.
But most of all, it shouldn't be.
It Will All Catch Up Eventually
Well, It Caught Up and Honestly
The Weight Of My Decisions
Were Impossible To Hold
The guilt was catching up to Summer. Slowly, but steadily until she couldn't hold it in anymore. But who to turn to? Who could she possibly tell without hurting anyone else?
Ryan.
She called Ryan up and invited him out. She told him the entire truth of it. Had she not been drunk she may not have been as blunt as she was. Either way. Somebody knew.
In the morning, when she woke up she knew she should have felt guilty for placing the burden on Ryan's shoulders too. She knew Ryan would never breathe a word of it to Ian but she knew it would be hard for him to her fiancé and not feel the guilt bubble in the pit of his stomach.
Like she did every waking moment.
I Know You Know Everything
I Know You Didn't Mean It
I Know You Didn't Mean It
After weeks of dwelling over it, Seth came to a conclusion. Summer didn't love him. She never did. She couldn't have. The words couldn't have slid of her tongue so easily if they had ever meant anything to her. It was impossible. He knew she didn't mean.
Well, I Know You Know.
I Know You Know…You Know, You Know, You Know.
I know why you told me all that you did. I know you thought it would settle any suspicions that I might have. But why should I have suspicions I wonder? Why do you feel guilty? And how could you ever think I would buy anything you said.
Because I know you know that I, Ian Wright, know something is going on with you, Summer Roberts.
And I know you know it's only a matter of time until someone slips up and I figure out what.
A/N: I really like this chapter at the moment because it has Ian in it. I like how it's his point of view. I never really gave you much of him before. But here's lots of him. I really hope you love it. Please review!!