The Truth

This is set in the weeks after Johnny's accident, only he didn't die.

Marissa's POV

Marissa stood on the pier watching out onto the ocean, so much had happened recently, she still couldn't quite get her head around it. Johnny's accident, well more the cause of Johnny's accident had caused a huge rift between her and Ryan. He had started to avoid her. If only she could just get him on his own, to try and explain everything to him.

It wasn't as if she loved Johnny, well that was what she kept telling herself. Marissa hadn't been able to visit him yet; she just didn't know what to say to him. He had almost died because of her.

This was becoming a bad trend with the boys she knew. While he had been in a coma Marissa had gone everyday to see him, for three weeks she hadn't been able to sleep or do pretty much anything. He was always on her mind.

But when the hospital had called to say he had woken up and everything was going to be alright, she hadn't been able to forgive herself enough to face him awake because she thought if she hadn't written that letter, he would never have gotten drunk and fallen.

It was all her fault, why did she always mess everything up.

Looking around, Marissa realised a lot more time had passed than she thought. She pushed herself away fro the railing and started to make her way back down the pier.

Just as she reached her car her phone rang, glancing at it she started to put it away but then the name on the screen caught her attention. Johnny's, he was calling her. God what should she do, afraid to pick it up she stared at the screen until it stopped ringing. Marissa exhaled suddenly having not realised she had stopped breathing.

If he could affect her like this with one phone call Marissa knew she was in denial about how she truly felt but would Johnny feel the same way especially after all she had done to him.

When she arrived home, the trailer was empty. It had felt really empty ever since Caitlin had gone back to school and her mom had almost practically disappeared off the face of the planet.

Marissa wondered over to her dresser and thumbed through her drawers until she found the necklace, the one Johnny had had made for her by his cousin Sadie. He didn't know she had it yet though. Sadie had given it to her when she had come down to visit Johnny in the hospital.

It was beautiful; she loved it more than anything and the fact that he had had it made for her made her love it even more. More and more she found herself searching for it, it gave her a calm and serene feeling.

It connected her and Johnny in a way she loved but hated because she was supposed to love Ryan right? Her boyfriend but he had been so distant lately. She had begun to wonder not if it was going to end but when.

After staring at the necklace for seemed like hours but could've been minutes, she made a decision. She and Ryan were over. She thought about Ryan and everything that had happened to them since he had come to live in Newport, how much he had changed their lives and still was. Marissa had always been bad at change but this time it felt right.

Her thoughts then drifted back to Johnny, as they always did these days and once again she wondered would she ever find the courage to go and see him and see how he felt about her now?

Johnny's POV

Johnny looked up at the door for the millionth time that hour, hoping she'd come. He just wanted to see her face, the one person that could make this all better again.

Johnny had been told that she had been there by his bedside everyday while he had been unconscious but now he was awake she was nowhere and what confused him the most was why she had come, she had chosen Ryan after all not him.

He felt so messed up especially after everything that had happened. Nobody understood what had happened except him and he knew Marissa knew too. There was a connection between them, he knew it.

The letter it had been such a shock to him, she didn't want him, at the time life hadn't felt like it was worth living. She had made him feel like nothing else mattered and when she had shattered his hopes he had not taken it so well.

Caitlin had been the one other girl he could talk to, she understood even if she was Marissa's sister. So stupidly he had driven to see her with some thought of talking and if it hurt Marissa in the process, he wasn't going to complain.

The accident was still a blur to him and he couldn't really remember much at all of that night except those words on the page that she had written. How could she have chosen Ryan over him?

Someone arrived at his door; he looked up slowly hoping it would be her but he saw that it was just Chilli and felt his heart rip out of his chest once again. He told himself he had to stop doing this or he'd never be able to move on with his life.

Chilli had been a good friend. Everyday Johnny had asked him of news of Marissa and everyday Chilli told him to give her time. The same old ritual. After Chilli had gone Johnny was left on his own again.

The doctors had told him he could go home tomorrow but he wouldn't be able to surf for weeks, life was not looking good. He felt broken inside with nothing left to cling onto because that was what Marissa had been to him, his life raft and now she gone away.

Tears gently rolled down his cheeks, this time after visiting hours was when he felt most alone and sometimes he wished he had died that night because life without Marissa was not worth living.

A strange memory broke into Johnny's thoughts of the first time he had met Marissa, she had been at the time trying to break into his locker. He remembered how beautiful she had looked and how apologetic she had been. He had always loved that about her that she cared and was not to proud to apologise for her mistakes.

Sure she had problems but everyone did including him. He had told her things he had never told anyone before not even his girlfriend; it had just felt so natural with Marissa.

They connected. Johnny wondered again as he always did, did Marissa ever feel the connection or did she truly mean what she had said in the letter?