He stumbled throught the front door, not even registering the fact that everyone was home.
He didn't care.
He was completely gone now.
He walked straight into the kitchen, not even aware of Ryan's presence at the counter.
"Seth?"
Slowly Seth turned his head, and saw Ryan staring at him perplexed.
"Are you alright, man?"
Seth held up the empty vodka bottle, which wasstill firmly held in his grasp.
"All ou.t"
Ryan was left completely dumbfounded.
"W-What? What happened to Summer? I though you were going to tell her you loved her."
"It wasn't me." He was slurring way too much now.
"What?"
"It was Summer. But it wasn't me." He wasn't making much sense. Less than usual, anyway.
"What do you mean? What wasn't you?"
"She's gone now."
"Summer? What do you mean, gone?" The story wasn't sounding too good so far.
"I said goodbye."
Both the boys suddenly heard a sound that could strike fear into the hearts of children everywhere. Sandy's voice.
He was on the phone. And he was moving downstairs.
"Come on," Ryan said. "He can't see you like this."
"Like what, Ryan?" Seth slurred as Ryan pulled him into the poolhouse.
"This is me."
"No, its not. Where's the real Seth? The real Seth would never do this"
"He's already gone, Ryan. He's already gone."
He didn't care.
He was completely gone now.
He walked straight into the kitchen, not even aware of Ryan's presence at the counter.
"Seth?"
Slowly Seth turned his head, and saw Ryan staring at him perplexed.
"Are you alright, man?"
Seth held up the empty vodka bottle, which wasstill firmly held in his grasp.
"All ou.t"
Ryan was left completely dumbfounded.
"W-What? What happened to Summer? I though you were going to tell her you loved her."
"It wasn't me." He was slurring way too much now.
"What?"
"It was Summer. But it wasn't me." He wasn't making much sense. Less than usual, anyway.
"What do you mean? What wasn't you?"
"She's gone now."
"Summer? What do you mean, gone?" The story wasn't sounding too good so far.
"I said goodbye."
Both the boys suddenly heard a sound that could strike fear into the hearts of children everywhere. Sandy's voice.
He was on the phone. And he was moving downstairs.
"Come on," Ryan said. "He can't see you like this."
"Like what, Ryan?" Seth slurred as Ryan pulled him into the poolhouse.
"This is me."
"No, its not. Where's the real Seth? The real Seth would never do this"
"He's already gone, Ryan. He's already gone."