Mild language in this chapter, just a warning.

Part Three: Victims of Love

Life from above was meant to be peaceful and relaxing. Whether it be in an airplane or in your after life; you weren't meant to be tortured. But that was exactly the case for Seth, as he soared from building to building overtop the busy New York City streets. He wasn't looking for crime, he wasn't trying to catch some burglar, and he certainly wasn't trying to look down some 20 odd woman's shirt, like he could've been doing. No, in fact he was looking for Summer Roberts.

Yes, a very surprising answer but one that does not go without merit. Since their disastrous dinner that went completely down the tubes, Summer had been all but immune from him except for their brief talk earlier when Zach was over. But now, nearly 5 hours later she hadn't picked up her phone nor answer the door for him.

With a flash of pure agility, he catapulted himself off of the now expiring webline and landed upon an old dusty billboard, standing dimly on top of the mountainous car dealership. The moonlight was already illuminating the streets of New York, and Seth felt shivers run down his spine as parts of his exposed skin from previous fights were exposed to the crisp air through his costume.

He felt like a street punk whenever he was forced to spring into action around town, since he continually forgot to both hem and stitch up his costumes holes from previous battles. But part of him felt like leaving things how they were. His shredded up costume was a sign of how much he had come so far, and a tribute to what he's accomplished so far.

But it was nights like these, when the wind was hollowing and his personal life in shambles, that he truly wished he could be anywhere else in the world. All day since the dinner, thoughts of a different life and what things would be like if he wasn't a superhero anymore ringed through his head almost as frequently as visions of Summer's lustful body.

He never believed in his wildest dreams, though it seemed pretty improbable now, that he would actually have a chance to date Summer Roberts. The way he had always seen her all of those years was the girl that was absolutely stunning, but absolutely unattainable. Her friends always came first, and often her boys had to be either sport affiliated or be frequent party goers.

Wait a second…that's gotta be it.

Realization dawned on him temporarily and he thought he knew where she was.

"She's got to be there!"

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"You're gonna listen to me, and you'll do every god damn thing I tell you to, understood?" He replied, but was met without an answer from her. "UNDERSTOOD!" he pinched the tip of one of the blades and poked it into her chin, succeeding in lifting her head up from the ground. She closed her eyes, refusing to look at him, and let out a tear stained mumble" Y-yes."

"Good, if you do what I say, you'll be just fine. But I swear to god, if you don't. I'll kill both you and your pathetic excuse for a boyfriend when he gets here, got it?" She nodded slowly, still refusing to look at him. The tears were now flowing out openly, showing no signs of stopping.

"Actually, make that two things that you're going to be doing for me..." He replied mischievously as he eyed her up from head to toe.

How could this be happening? In her own house no less.

Zach's lingering words ringed into her head until they finally received meaning and she began to truly realize how bad things were. In the meantime, Summer remained confined to her living room couch as she tried to shutter away the lustrous looks from Zach as he continually surveyed her body up and down.

"Do I have to spell it out for you or are you going to make me do it myself." His sudden voice startled Summer and she finally lifted eyes up away from the floor. "Take your clothes off." He explained with rage, than rolled his eyes as if he were speaking to an infant. She sniffled briefly but didn't move; reverting back to her original position of staring at the floor. "Don't ignore me I said take em' off." His thundering voice echoed through the living room, and he anchored his pumpkin blade underneath her chin to urge her to get moving.

The blades steady settling on her chin only stayed that way for a second, and the sharp metal began to penetrate a small gash into the bottom of her chin. Zach ripped the blade away from her chin, and held it up high in a threatening manor, which succeeded in getting her to hurry up.

She stifled the sniffles that threatened to come out as she slowly started to lift herself out of her sweater top, and it came falling to the floor. As she started on her jeans, she couldn't but think of Seth and how right he turned out to be about everything. Not only was this guy sick, he was taking advantage of her, just like he had feared. She choked up a barrage of tears as her jeans slid down her curves near her waist and crashed to the floor.

"Hmm…not bad…not bad at all. Too bad I never got this far when we were actually dating." Zach scratched his cheek with the blade as he watched her timid strip and now viewed her near fully exposed body. "Oh don't give me that face princess. I imagine you've been through this plenty of times, it must be routine for you."

"Y-You s-son of a b-bitch." She finally managed to utter out as she felt the tiny hairs on te back of her neck stand just at the thought of what might take place next.

"Ooohhh princess! I'm loving the attitude…thank god your father is a drunk asshole and sleeps at the bar, because I think I'm going to need all the time I can get." He smirked at her then with his free hand, wrapped her inward in a firm grab, then began to guide her out of the living room and up the stairs.

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Seth finally arrived upon the school grounds, which were empty as usual per this time. The only cars that remained were the school teams that were practicing and the cheerleading squad that got their floor times after the teams. Although it seemed highly unlikely that Summer would ever be at school after hours, she did hangout with most of the girls from the cheerleading squad so he figured it was worth a try.

He swooped down for a steady landing on the bench in the school courtyard, not far from wear Summer, Zach and himself had been just weeks ago after Nana Cohen's death. Memories of his late Nana roared back into his mind like a freight train, and he just had to get them away. Seth did so by focusing his mind on something else, such as realizing he had no change of clothes to enter the school in.

He shrugged it off, and leapt off of the haunting bench and landed just short of the front steps leading up to the main doors. He trudged up the steps and stopped in front of the main doors, took a deep breath and entered.

Desperate times call for desperate measures

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Just as he predicted, not many students were in the building. He peered down the hall and spotted a janitor far down the corridor, well out of seeing distance for the elderly man. Seth dashed ahead quickly at a torrid pace, having most of the halls memorized helped for time management.

He lurked around the corned, and to his dismay, ran into a very stunned janitor. Seth rolled his eyes, as he assumed the janitor would continue to stare at him in awe just as expected.

"Hey don't you remember me?" the old man's voiced shuttered out and caught Seth off guard, as he turned on a whim to approach the man.

"Holy sh…"

"Long time no see." Seth was stunned at who it was. It was the man who claimed he knew everything about him, and to come to him if things ever got tough. Bullshit; that man clearly forgot to take one of his pills.

"Uhh hello…"

"How is Summer since the last time I saw her?" Seth realized he left Summer in the care of this man, Ben, while he was out slaughtering Curt Connors.

"Umm she's well you know, better. That's actually why I'm here sir…have you seen her at all today?"

"You know son, by rights I shouldn't even be talking to you. The man in me tells me to call the police right now and have you arrested; after what you did to Curt Connors." The old man's trembling voice brought haunting nightmares trickling back into his mind. "But the father in me tells me to help…so no I haven't seen her."

"Alright, thank you."

"You know Seth, it doesn't have to be this way. I can help you out." The old man uttered and Seth was hit with a whelm of emotions. He just said his real name. This man wasn't a pillpopping addict one pill short of sanity, he truly did know who he was…

The two remained in awkward silence that was until a flock of cheerleaders, accompanied by a few football players strolled around the corner and were astonished at what the found.

"Oh my god!"

"It's spiderman!"

"Yo dude, he's pretty cool."

"No way man he's a killer."

"Murderer!"

He was met with mixed reaction by the flock as they approached him and soon became swarmed in. One girl in particular was familiar, Gwen Stacy, as she was at the head of the pack smiling at him accentuating her gorgeous features.

"See you guys, I told you he would come see me." Gwen proclaimed as she cheerfully strode over and wrapped her arm around Seth as he continued to narrow his eyes at her, though she couldn't see. The chatter and question firing amongst the teens continued

"Concentrate on the important things like family son, and everything will come around. Leave the girl alone…trust me I understand but she's bad news." The janitor chime in above the chatter and photo snapping. Seth clenched his underneath his mask and felt his veins bulging out; he wanted to rip this man's head off. Who the hell did he think he was?

"Shut the hell up. What do you know old man? You don't know shit about what the hell I go through. She's the greatest thing in my life, so try using your lame ass stalking on some other kid." The janitor was taken back and shuffled around on his spot, flinching backward at the sight of Seth's fist held firmly in front of him. The talk between the kids died instantly, and they were left peering at the masked hero in shock.

"I-I'm sorry…I didn't…I've gotta find her." Seth burst through the crowd, sending some scurrying backward as he dashed down the hall and outran the chasing teens and out the door.

Ben Morrillo was naturally a pretty calm man, and knew behind the mask, Seth was fairly the same. That's why the boys comments shocked him, as he was now watching the pack of kids round the corner after their idol. He picked up his broom and stared down the empty hall. That boy needed help.

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Seth reached home quicker than expected, and swooped down behind his home to the shed where he changed into his spare outdoor clothes he kept hidden in the shed. Before he went in and faced the raft of the parents, he decided to make one last ditch effort to talk to Summer and headed over to her house and try again.

He picked up a delicate looking flower from her outside gardening bed and snatched it out of the ground, to make himself look presentable. He never felt more nervous in his life, not even when he was up hundreds of feet in the air or dodging dagger swipes. He needed all of the reassurance he could find, so the flower would have to do.

He marched up to her door, and knocked firmly two times and waited.

"For the love of god!" Zach hollered once he heard the pounding on the door. In the 20 minutes that he had Summer in her room, he spent half of it trying to force her on the bed, and the other half trying to get undressed without her running away. So now, when he was finally on top of her sneering down on her with his despicable body, someone just had to come knocking. "Jesus…get your clothes on and answer that."

She did as she was told, and rather quickly. She wanted to get down there and inform whoever it was of the madness that was going on. Her tearstained face would certainly help prove her case. She choked down sobs as she got the last piece of clothing on, and began to make herself look presentable. Thankfully, who ever this person was, they stopped Zach from doing whatever the hell he had planned.

She made an attempt to bolt down the stairs, but was grabbed firmly by Zach's much bigger hand. "You didn't think I would let you go down alone did you?" He snickered as he laced on his belt, and began to make the tread down the stairs with a tight hold on Summer. They arrived at the door and Zach peered out, only to find Seth digging in the garden again searching for more flowers. Zach smirked, then shut the drapes.

"Now is the time for you to perform that second little thing for me…"

"W-What do you mean? Who is it? Cohen?" Summer asked as she finally found hope again.

"Yes it is Seth, and remember I told you you're going to do two thing for me. Now the first thing didn't quite go as planned." He stated as he relived the events and the struggles of what took place upstairs. "But the second is surely to be a winner."

"N-No. I won't do anything to hurt Seth." She whimpered out, and made an attempt to break free of his hold and go to the drapes.

"Not so fast." He wrenched back onto her. " And its too bad because what your about to do is going to rip him in half, and if you don't…you'll come reacquainted with my trusty blade…as well as Geek Cohen." Zach ordered as he put a hand on the handle. "Now follow my lead."

He opened the door so that it only revealed him and kept Summer hidden behind the door. Seth, upon seeing Zach, checked his watch and began wondering why he was still around.

"Umm Zach…where's Summer?" Seth stated as he skipped the 'hellos' and got to the point. Zach shook his head and smirked at Seth, holding 6 flowers and 4 having been wilted over.

"Cohen…nice to see you to." Zach grinned back and nodded, which was enough to send Seth's mind through the wire and begin pounding. Zach's other hand which was hidden behind the door, had a firm hold over Summer's mouth to prevent her making a scene.

"Where's Summer? Let me see her."

"She said she doesn't want to see you."

"Coming from you, that's bullshit. I don't believe it, where is she?" Seth ordered again, this time trying to peek in behind Zach.

"Fine, if you must…" Zach sighed then turned and reentered the house and shut the door quickly behind him. Seth remained patiently outside, still receiving rapid jolts scurrying through his head.

Zach turned and grabbed onto Summer, and abruptly ripped off her top, revealing her bra. She screamed briefly and tried to kick him where it counts, but his hands easily overpowered her and she felt herself buckling. "Don't make this difficult damnit…just follow my damn lead." Zach bellowed, than with one hand wrapped around her, reopened the door.

"I'm sorry Cohen, you umm caught us at the wrong time." Zach started as the door wasn't even open yet, receiving an eye roll from Seth. That was, until he caught sight of both of them, and was equally shocked. "We were just finishing up, weren't we babe? Zach smiled and looked down at Summer curled into his chest, avoiding Seth's gaze and looking at the floor.

"W-W-What…" Seth stuttered out and stared in sheer horror at the scene in front of him. He kept his eyes locked on Summer, who continued to avoid him.

"Oh! Oh my god! I totally forgot about you Seth, I'm sorry you had to find out this way…" Zach exclaimed, in faux hurt as he was actually finding enjoyment in Seth's misery. Zach nudged Summer to try and get her to play along, but to no avail. He slithered his hand from Summer's waist, and brought it to his back pocket where the durable pumpkin blade was, and snapped it open. He slowly pinched it up to Summer's back, and felt her nearly belch a scream. She arched her back as the blade slowly, little by little slid up her bra strap, ready to dig in.

Normally, the sight of Summer in a bra was enough for Seth to nearly explode, even though he had only actually seen her like this on the day they officially became a couple and, well today.

"I feel like such a bad friend man, and I'm really sorry you had to find out this way, I really am." Zach lied once again. " Its just…me and Summer have a past man, and she came to me crying about how much of a wreck her life was, and I was there to help her. And well, 4 hours later here we are, right babe?" Zach shook her body to get a response, though it was a solemn one.

"B-But h-how c-could y-you…S-Summer?" hearing Seth's voice trembling finally forced Summer to look up, giving him a good view of her. He did notice her tearstained face and some swelling underneath her chin.

Summer felt her whole world crashing before her at the sight of Seth. He looked broken, well if broken had an actual appearance, she tried to give him a sad smile at the sight of his totally Cohen cheesy act of romance in the form of her flowers from the garden, but found it to unbearable. Also, she knew if she tried to smile in this situation, Cohen would be the only thing that could get her to smile, but in times like these, she would probably cringe.

"H-How long has this been going on?" Seth started out shaky, but found his voice again as thoughts of Summer being infidel took over his mind.

"Listen man, I'm real sorry about everything, but me and the lady here need to get back inside and finish what we started, right babe?" Zach peered down at her and winked, which was met with the smallest shake of the head by Summer. Seth could've sworn he heard her whimper, but was too caught up in the moment and just assumed it was some sort of sexual fantasy they had worked out. "Alright man, take it easy." Zach coolly waved his hand up, then with the blade still pinching Summer's back, backed them inside and slammed the door. Once the door was closed, he snapped the blade away from her back, retaining al sorts of tension from Summer.

What was left for Seth Cohen? He wore his heart on his sleeve, determined to make things right and they just had to turn disastrous. He remained frozen on Summer's porch, Zach's fake hollering from the other side of the door leading him to believe the new couple had already got back to business, when in reality Zach was alone on the other side making a fool of himself.

Seth sighed heavily and closed his eyes, he didn't want to cry over her, but it was deeming to be to hard. Even though she may not have felt the same, but to Seth their relationship still meant the world. He sighed once again and finally releasing the first spec of tears roll down his face, and set down the 6 wilted flowers gently on her front porch, then strode down the small steps and cut across the lawn toward his house. His life was officially over.

"That was quite the performance Summer…You did all of that, and managed not to open your mouth! Wonderful." Zach scoffed as he sat in the living room, inspecting his blade. Summer had sprinted upstairs and grabbed about 3 sweaters to make herself feel clothed once again. She even attempted to call the police but was stumped when she found the phone lines sliced and her cell phone gone.

"I really should be going, don't you agree? We had our fun." Zach rose from the couch and slipped the durable pumpkin blade back in his pocket. "Now Summer….don't you go telling anybody, especially Geekboy about what happened here. Don't you dare say who I am, and don't you even do as much as think about telling him the truth. Cause I'll be watching you, and I promise you, I'll kill you, and your boy in seconds, you hear me?" She slowly nodded her head, as she remained seated in her chair in the living room. "Its wonderful your being so understanding babe, but I gotta get going now. You'll be seeing me around soon." He winked at her one last time, than finally strode out the door.

Once he left, and the door was closed. Summer burst into a furry of tears and began bawling at the top of her lungs. That experience now ranked up there along with nearly being thrown off Brooklyn Bridge. She now no longer felt completely alone, she knew she was alone. Seth was gone, her dad was gone…she had no one…

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Seth entered the house, and went straight to his room. Walked right by all of the hollering and questions from his parents, and entered his now only source of bliss, his bedroom. He sat on the bed, and tried to force himself into a slow death by staring at one spot on the wall and attempting to burn a hole through it.

He couldn't decide what feelings he had at the moment, was it hurt or rage? Things just didn't add up between what happened over at Summer's. She didn't as much say a word to him, or even try to cover anything up between her and Zach. It was almost as if she had no control over it.

And Zach…oh how he wanted to kick the crap out of that kid. With his fake smile, his preppy haircut. Seth felt more the deafening pain all the more just because it was Zach that all of this was caused by. The one guy he told Summer over and over again wasn't any good, but in the end, Summer must've found some good in him. Zach and Summer were together no longer than 4 hours and already they were having sex, while he and Summer had at least gone on a date and dated for a week and they never had sex. He thought Summer was in the same boat as him, and wanted to wait for the perfect moment and not rush things. Turns out, she couldn't wait to give it away.

He fell back ungracefully on his bed, and laid flat on his back, gazing up at the ceiling. But as he stared, all he could see were images of Zach's idiotic smile and ungracefully manhandling Summer's body and making angered love to her, compared to that of which Seth knew he had to give. His stupid smirk as he roamed Summer's body with his hands…

He had made his decision on his feelings. It was definitely rage.

Hello everyone. Finally I decided to update this, and sorry again. I've been really uninspired for this story and it continued with only 1 review on the last post! That really disappointed me, but nonetheless I still greatly enjoyed writing this. But, reviews really do help inspire writers to post quicker and give ideas for the next chapters. Just a thought.

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