A lot of Kandy in this chapt...it might be another long one but I haven't decided yet...Ryan might get introduced in the next either 3 or 4 chapterds...havent made up my mind yet tho...well anyways, enjoy.

Chapter 7

The Makings of Disaster

" One week later and I finally got out of that hell hole. I even had to go through the humiliation of getting wheeled out on a wheelchair...I guess it only figures since mom would've made me take anyway...

I didn't see Summer for the rest of the week. The only time I saw her was that one glorious day, after I woke up. Its still fresh on my mind..it's not like I was expecting her to be waiting on me hand and foot...she's probably off doing better things like shopping or tanning..

I finally got to see Oats...its been a long time buddy...sure it sounds pathetic, but I truth is, I missed the guy..well, not guy..but horse...oh you get what I mean...Me and Oats go way back to the Star Wars days...now its all comic books and anime...

My room seems so much smaller to me now, I haven't been in it for about a week and a half. It's the only place I feel safe in..its my sanctuary from all the bullshit that is, Harbor Highschool.

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"Seth, honey, its time for dinner!" Kirsten yelled up the stairs.

"Okay one minute mom..."

"Great..another lovely, home-cooked meal by none other than the wasp herself, Kirsten Cohen...I honestly would rather eat dirt somedays then her cooking...Dirt actually sounds delicious compared to her disastrous creations..her cookings were the making of disaster.."

Seth slowly made his way down the stairs, taking it one step at a time. He was still getting used to being back on his feet again. It was only yesterday that he was allowed out of the wheelchair. Kirsten had made him stay in it all day, and made him sleep on the couch in the living room. There was no arguing of course, as Kirsten Cohen never loses those.

"Hello Seth, how are you feeling...I haven't seen you sinc-."

"Did Rosa make this or you..."Seth gave a disgusted look at the food infront of him.

"Umm if I say Rosa will you eat?"

"Mom, its obvious you cooked this...not many people have mastered the art of burning biscuits...your in a league of your own.."

Sandy began grinning uncontrollably at this. He didn't mind her cooking, that was until Seth pointed every single flaw out of it and then he had a whole new spin on it.

"Well mom, thanks but no thanks...I think I'll just have some chips.."he reached into the cupboard and pulled out a bag of salt and vinegar chips.

"Oh no you don't..we're eating as a family..get back here!" Kirsten insisted but it was too late. He was already digging away into the chips and making his way back up the stairs. Kirsten just sighed then turned back to her food.

"Yeah know honey, it might just be-."

"-Don't you dare say a word about my cooking!" Kirsten cut him off before he could finish. She held her butter knife up and pointed at his throat. Sandy just gulped then turned back to his food.

"All I was going to say was that his attitude might be because of the whole Summer situation."

"What does she have to do with anything?"

"You know as well as I do that he's in love with her, there's no reason to think otherwise.." Sandy picked at his food then continued. "Then for her to stop showing up, out of the blue, after she'd spent nearly every hour at his side was strange.."

Kirsten tried her best to give her most questioning look to him. "Yeah...what was up with that..." She trailed off then dug back into her food. Sandy didn't buy that for a second.

"What did you do..." he gave her a sly smile but still pierced her with his eyes.

"I might have misinterpreted the situation with her a tiny bit..." she pinched her thumb and index fingers together. Sandy just nodded for her to continue.

"I know I sort of blamed the whole incident on her, but I panicked and felt my whole world crashing before my eyes...if Seth died..." she trailed off and started sobbing.

"Well, you hurt that poor girl over it...if there was anyone you should be frustrated with, it should be those punks that started this.."Sandy raised his voice as he thought about the kids that landed Seth in the hospital.

"Believe me Sandy I don't feel good about what I did..." Sandy reached across the table and squeezed her hand.

"I'll tell you what Kiki..."

"Don't call me Kiki! Only dad calls me Kiki because he won't...not.." Sandy chuckled and continued.

"Well, since I'm working on his case...yet again...that he must've rubbed off on me.." Sandy shot her a quick smile then continued.

"What I was going to say was, that you better go make things right with that girl, and in exchange, I'll take down those kids that started all of this harder then god himself.."

"Do we have a deal?" Sandy questioningly looked over at his wife.

"Its not much of a deal, considering you'd take those kids down no matter what but...I guess we do."

"Good.."Sandy got up and scrapped his plate off into the trash. Before he could walk away, he was stopped by his wife's voice.

"Sandy...I think its best that we keep this away from Seth, I don't want him to know what happened, okay?"

Sandy nodded in agreement then turned to walk out the door. Little did Kirsten know, that after dinner he always left to go grab some edible food next door from the Coopers.

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"Maybe if I call her and tell her it's the guy who got the shit kicked out of for you, maybe she won't hang up..."Seth pondered in his room. He was brushing the Captains tail. Strange as it sounded, it soothed him. Yes it was creepy but thats the way it is.

He didn't want to rush things with Summer since she probably hadn't thought about him since the last time she saw him. But she was all Seth ever thought of. He wanted to just call and thank her for what she did for him, considering the fact it should be her calling to thank him yet again...but that never happened.

" Theres practically a 99 chance she'll just hang up on me immediately...but then again...theres a 1 chance she'll maybe talk to me, thats what I can only hope for. And maybe if things go well on the phone, come Monday at school, it won't be so bad."

Seth picked Captain Oats up and began his peptalk to himself about what on earth he was going to say to Summer.

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Summer had been lying in her bed all day, she still felt a huge amount of guilt about the whole Seth-incident. There was nothing she wanted to do other than go over to his house and smother him in a hug.

But Kirsten's words still loomed in her mind. "

"Before you went home to your 'popular' friends so you can go do all the drinking and partying you want, then forget completely about my son who just woke up from a COMA, which YOU caused?!?" Summer was shook from her thoughts by a sudden ring on her door. She slumped over to the door, only to find a blonde woman standing in front of her.

"Hi, umm Summer can I talk to you..."

"Hello Kirsten, what is it you want to tell me this time?"Summer glared at the woman, she wouldn't back down from her this time. She had home court advantage this time, literally.

"Well, I just wanted to say-."

"How spoiled I am? How its all my fault? I'm sorry Kirsten but I've already heard it all before, do me a favor and tell Seth I said hi..now good bye!" she was about to slam the door but was halted instantly by Kirsten's choked up words.

"I'm sorry..." the older woman looked anywhere but at Summer. Summer slowly creaked the door back open, and allowed the woman to continue.

"I treated that whole situation the worst possible way, it wasn't your fault what happened, I just...freaked blamed everyone but myself...but I also know there's nothing I could've done anyways, because it just dawned on me that I raised a pretty good boy..." Kirsten smiled to herself.

"I realized that he did the right thing in protecting you, I know he'd rather die before he ever let anything happen to you..as funny as it is Summer, he really cares for you.." Summer was lost in thought, yet again about Seth.

"Well I better head home now, and again Summer, I'm so sorry about everything..." Kirsten wrapped the girl in a friendly embrace then turned to head for her car.

Only to leave Summer to stand and ponder everything she just heard. She knew what Seth did was the right thing, and he probably would die before seeing her get hurt. But why did she treat him like dirt. He was only one that treated Summer like an angel, and for all these years, she'd been throwing it all back in his face.

She closed the door, and started back up the stairs towards her room.

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"Here it goes buddy, wish me luck..." Seth patted the plastic horse's head then picked up the phone. He didn't need the phonebook to find Summer's number. He had it burned into his mind, even though he never dared to call it.

It started ringing. Seth's hand was already sweating before he even dialed. Now it was getting clammy like hell. After a few rings, he started to think that maybe she was just screening his calls, waiting for him to give up or something. Then he heard a voice on the other line.

"Hello...?" he could tell that she had probably just been sleeping. He checked the clock, it was only 8:30, a descent calling hour.

"Uhh Summer? Hi its-" he choked out but was cut off by her voice.

"Seth...hi, how are you..." she sounded nervous. Seth had never heard this side of her before. Its not like he heard any side of her before last week anyways.

"Umm yep thats me, and I'm fine I don't really know why I called...I better just hang up ...sorry about everything Summer..." That right there killed Summer yet again. It seemed like everything he did got to her. He was always apologizing to her, when it should be her being sorry for everything. But she knew that Seth was a gentlemen, thats what she loved about him.

"No Seth, its okay...don't hang up.." She pleaded. Seth started thrusting his hands in the air silently and jumping up and down on his bed. "Score Cohen!" He thought as he was still entranced by her voice.

"Alright, uhhh, what do you want to talk about?"

"You of course stupid...how are you feeling...are you still sore from everything?"Summer immediately smacked herself in the head. Her attitude always popped in at the worst of times.

"Right, well ummmm-." before he could finish he heard a loud shriek on the other end of the line.

"Summer! Are you okay? Hello!"

"God Cohen, take a pill it's just Marissa..one minute okay?" he nodded but realized she couldn't see.

"Okay...sorry.."there it was again Summer thought, always apologizing.

"Summ, whats goin on? I haven't seen you in like forever.." Marissa poked her head into the door.

"Hey Coop, ahhh I haven't been feeling too great lately, I think I got the flu..." she lied. "Besides you couldn't have missed me too much, you have Luke.."

"Oh please, do you think I could stay with that ass after what he did to that Cohen kid, if I was still with him, my parents would probably kill me...they always take the Cohen's side..." She said bitterly, clearly she still wanted Luke, but knew the right thing to do was dump him.

"Coop, I'd love to hear everything, I would but I got someone on the phone..." she picked the phone back up. Marissa just shrugged then began reading one of the many magazines laying nearby.

"Hi sorry about that..." She mumbled, almost in a whisper.

"How's Marissa doing?" Seth questioned, feeling as if they were all good friends.

"Who Coop? Oh you know she's..." she took a look at her friend. " Coop!"

Marissa took note then stood and walked over toward Summer.

"Who is that Sum? Is it Brad?" She asked as she reached for the phone.

"Coop No! Its ahh just this geek from school that I helps me with homework." She immediately realized that the so-called 'geek' on the other end was Seth.

"Shit!" she thought.

Marissa stopped reaching for the phone then turned back toward the bed.

"Hello... sorry about tha-."she began but was cut off by a click on the other end. He hung up on her.

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Seth felt an tug on his heart when he heard her talking about him. He couldn't take much more of it, so he hung up. Was this some cruel joke being played on him? What did he think that Summer would just open herself up and begin hanging with him? She was too good for him and she knew it. She had no reason to acknowledge him.

"She's too good for me...why the fuck do I even like her...everytime I feel like I take a step forward with her, we end up taking like 10 steps back...She doesn't give a crap about me..." Seth noticed a small amount of tears gathering in his eyes, but quickly dismissed them.

"Real men don't cry Cohen...maybe thats what Summer wants is a real man...she must think real 'men' are the ones who shave their chest and pick on weaker people just for kicks...well if thats what she thinks then thats that. I'm through..." Seth buried his head into his pillow and silent sobbed until he fell asleep.