Disclaimer: The O.C. belongs to Josh Schwartz.
Hey guys, I hope y'all liked the last chapter. So here is the fifth chapter of seven. I hope you like it, major thanks to newportz-princess for being an excellent beta! Enjoy :D
"Ryan I'm so sorry," she said as she grabbed hold of his face on either side, hot tears running down her face as she kissed the growing red patch on his cheek repeatedly before looking up at him. It felt like an hour but the gaze lasted only a second before their lips connected in a kiss that didn't last long enough.
As soon as they broke apart, Summer collapsed into his chest.
"What are we going to do?" she asked, her voice cracking.
"I don't know," he said quietly, one hand absent-mindedly stroking her hair. "I don't know..." Ryan repeated.
Summer had sobbed into Ryan's chest until she heard Seth returning.
"Summer...I got us snacks," came Seth's voice from around the corner. Ryan and Summer sprung apart and Ryan disappeared around the other corner, Summer quickly wiped her eyes.
"Here," said Seth passing her a bottle of water and a fried snickers. "You okay?" he asked seeing her red eyes and blotchy face.
"Yeah..." she said biting the snickers. "Allergies..."
"Oh right, yeah, fall's a bitch. Way too humid. My hair is always falling flat in fall..." he said, shaking his head.
"Right..." said Summer frowning a little. "You wanna get outta here?"
Ryan rubbed his sore cheek as he retreated from behind the truck. He looked around seeing Anna standing near the Ferris wheel looking slightly grossed out as Marissa and Luke made out on it.
"Hey," he said coming up behind her.
"Oh hey," she said smiling. "Just a question, but I was just wondering if they stop for air?"
"Marissa and Luke? Not very often. I think it's mostly about the sex stuff with them," he said shrugging. There wasn't a deeper connection between them and there never had been, Ryan wondered how they'd ever ended up dating really.
"Isn't it in most relationships now a days?" asked Anna with a sigh.
"Well...I mean...I guess," he said with an almost apologetic smile.
"You're sweet," she said looking up at him. "We should go to that party, everyone's leaving."
Anna signalled her head to Summer and Seth climbing into the jeep.
"They're not everyone," said Ryan.
"Right...you have lipstick on your cheek by the way," she said walking past him to the jeep and hopping in.
Ryan followed, rubbing his cheek clean as he went.
The party was one hell of a celebration, Marissa was already on her fourth line and it was only ten. That was what made it so great; everyone forgot all their problems and gave in to the drug and alcohol scene just for one night.
Summer tipped another tequila shot down her throat, her mind was gone, everything was gone. She slurred along to the song on the stereo unsuccessfully, merely stringing a few words together. She took a smoke from Holly's mouth and took a drag before passing it back. At least she thought that was Holly.
"Hey babe..." came Seth's voice from behind her as he placed a hand on either side of her waist.
"Hey Sethyyyyyy!" she said in drunken slur, turning round and draping her arms around his neck to keep her balance.
"Right...so how about we go somewhere more private? Say...the guest room?"
"Oh wow! Totally," she said before stumbling over to the stairs. Seth knew getting Summer tonight wouldn't be a challenge.
An enthusiastic Anna had pulled Ryan into the guest room after only fifteen minutes of the party. He'd pushed her up against the wall, fumbling with her shirt buttons as she began to lift his shirt. They didn't plan on talking, that was for sure.
Just as Ryan undid the last button the door burst open. A clearly drunken Summer fell into the dark room followed by Seth who tried to steady her.
"It's okay, I'll help you with that," he said helping her lift her shirt.
"What the hell is going on?" asked Ryan, whom Seth then noticed for the first time.
Ryan pulled his shirt back on as Anna did up his buttons.
"Ryan!" exclaimed Summer hugging him enthusiastically. "Hey! Wow look Seth it's Ally!" she said going to hug Anna but missing entirely and falling into her instead.
"Whoops!"
Ryan grabbed a hold of her, steadying her.
"Your drunk, Summer."
"Well-done Sherlock," said Summer with a giggle.
Ryan helped her sit on the bed and then it dawned on him.
"And you were going to...what?" he asked, turning to Seth. "Take advantage of her?"
"Man it wasn't like that..." said Seth quickly realizing this could turn bad. The one rule with Ryan was that you don't mess with Summer. That was it. Summer was his one weakness and you didn't violate that. If you did, you paid.
"What was it like? I should've known you'd try something like this," he said as Anna sat next to Summer, helping her stay sat up.
"Oh c'mon! It's not like she's the picture of chastity now is it?" said Seth rolling his eyes.
"What's that supposed to mean?" asked Ryan, his voice raising.
"C'mon, she hands it out to everyone. Jee Ryan even you know that. She's Newport's slut if ever there was one," said Seth. Bad move. He knew as soon as he looked Ryan in the eye that he'd just crossed the line.
Ryan's fist collided into Seth's face, knocking him to the floor.
"Ryan!" yelled Anna.
Seth got up, but Ryan hit him again - and again and again.
"Get out!" he shouted at Seth, who got to his feet again and quickly left for fear of getting hit again. "You too..." he said turning to Anna, who looked as though she were about to cry as she left the room.
Ryan closed the door after them, and then began hitting the wall - again and again and again. White light flashing before his eyes in anger as his fists became hot and sticky with blood. But he didn't care, he hit and hit and hit, and image of Summer with Oliver, Chip, Seth flashing through his brain as he gave in to his rage.
And then...he stopped. Two arms closed around his ribs, holding him close. He struggled against her at first before collapsing into her, his face wet with hot tears of anger.
"I can't anymore Summer, I can't," he said, his voice cracking as he buried his face into her shoulder.
"Shh..." she said soothingly into his ear. "I know, I know."
And for once Summer was saving Ryan. Ryan felt safe there with her. They stayed in a close embrace for a few minutes, Summer whispering it was okay in his ear. She then led him to the bed and sat down.
"I can't do it anymore Summer. I can't keep doing this," he said looking at the floor. "Every time I see you with another guy I want to hit someone and I can't do that Summer, I can't."
"Shh..." she said placing her hand on his. "I know...I know. And you shouldn't have to. Seth's right...I'm such a...a slut."
"Don't. Your not a slut, your just easily lead," he said smiling at her a little.
"Well I love you for putting it so...nicely," she said smiling up at him.
"I love you," he said without thinking.
"Well, I love you too," she said stroking his hand. But the tone in her voice wasn't as serious, she hadn't understood.
"No..." he said standing up, his back to her. "I mean...I mean, I'm in love with you."
Summer paused. He was? Well...Perhaps she was too, in fact she was. She walked up behind him, turning him round by pulling his wrist and putting one hand either side of his face. She was definitely sobered up after this kiss.
"Kiss me," she said, their lips almost touching as she spoke. Ryan didn't need to be told twice, their lips connected in a fierce kiss. It wasn't soft and loving like their earlier kiss, this was filled with lust, want.
He kissed her like he would never kiss her again, quickly moving from her lips, down her neck and across her collarbone as Summer tilted her head back with a moan. He placed his hands on her ass, lifting her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he pushed her into the wall. She grabbed his face again, kissing him for all she was worth. And then she felt it, her phone vibrating in her pocket. Not now, why now? She thought.
"Ignore it," he said between kisses. But the moment was gone. Summer pulled away from the kiss.
"Ryan...we can't-"
"Don't say that! Don't you say we can't Summer because we can. I'm in love with you. We're in love. You feel it, I know you do," he said, feeling his face burning.
"I...I do love you Ryan but...everything will change," she said, looking down, her legs were still round his waist holding her up.
"For the better. It'll change for the better!" he insisted. "Just don't leave now Summer, please. Please."
She looked into his eyes, he looked like a wounded puppy, she loved him, she knew she did but...
"I'm sorry," she said unhooking her legs and pushing her hair behind her ear. She leant up, capturing his lips in a short kiss before straightening her hair out a little, wiping a tear from her cheek and leaving Ryan stood there, alone and broken.
