The Teacher.
She had always been the one. She had been there when no one was, she was there standing by his side telling him that it was going to be allright. She had been there for him. When everyone else was and when no one was left. She has trusted him in a way that amazed him, she had belived in him, and accepted him just the way he was. Maybe because she knew what was it like to be an outsider in your own life, and that people around are constantly trying to change who you are. He didn't know why but he has always felt like he could be himself around her, he didn't have to pretend. Because she didn't jugde him.
She had supported him, and she had been amazingly understanding, with Theresa, Lindsay and with Trey and Sadie. She was there all along. He had crumbled, he was gone, he choose other people over her but she was still there, during three years she didn't doubt her undiable love for him, there was Johnny, but he understood, she was confused and he was a constant reminder of the Trey fiasco.
She had screwed it up, yes. She had screwed it up, but she was a human and she made mistakes, she was broken and everytime she was attempting to start over something incredibly tragic happened and broke her even deeper. But she kept holding on, 'till the end. He blamed himself sometimes. Because he tought that maybe if she had had a reason she would have hold on to life. But the reasons had been taken away. Hidden and Broken. Lost. Everyone she trusted and loved had dissapointed her, abandoned her, replaced her, make her feel like she didn't belong. She lost her way. She was left all by herself.
She had guided him. Taught him to be a fighter, to be strong, to be weak, to be broken and to hold on. She had taught him to love, to hate, to be scared, to be sad, and to be happy, she had been his miracle, she had been the one who trusted him, the one who saved him. She had taught him how to trust and how to believe, how to keep being who you are and how to be proud of who you are. She had always been the one.
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He stepped outside and waited a little bit. It was Seth wedding day, finally the fairytale story with the 'geek-boy' and the 'unrechable-beatiful-girl' was coming to the 'happily ever after' ending. He smiled as he saw Summer walked down the asile, she was smiling to Seth, Taylor was firmly holding his hand but suddenly he saw something, behind Summer, as she came closer he saw her. And she was beatiful, she was dressed in white, she wasn't the broken soul that had died in his arms four years ago. She wasn't covered in sweat and blood and she didn't smelled like smoke. She was beatiful. She was beatifully perfectly dressed in white and she was holding a white flower in her hand. She smiled as she saw Summer and Seth kissing. And she nodded. She was beatiful, and suddenly she looked at him. And she smiled.
And it was a beatiful smile.
He smiled back. And he felt something he hadn't in a while, joy. And then she dissapeared. But he saw the white flower in his hand now. Surprise.
There she was again. Showing him miracles did happened indeed.
Marissa had been The Teacher and Ryan had been the student and it would be that way always and forever.