A/N: This is a small collection of drabbles that started with this piece but resulted in three pieces altogether because I couldn't let the idea go. I know that technically a drabble is supposed to be no more than 100 words but I can't think of any better term to describe what these are. Each part can stand alone but they also work well together.
You should probably know that these are dark and angsty little pieces of work that revolve around Taylor, Marissa and Ryan.
Enjoy.
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SHORT END
She observed him as he sat in the chair and stared out the window. He was being broody and silent and it made her wonder, not for the first time, if she could keep doing this.
She tried.
She really did try.
It wasn't as if she had just found out about all of the bouquets of flowers that he purchased for his ex-girlfriend and never bought for her – she had known for years, ever since the first time she saw him buying roses and expected him to come home and give them to her but he showed up empty handed. She followed him around for a week and when he bought them again she followed him to the cemetery and watched him place them by her grave and sit with her for hours before she left to pick the kids up from school.
He came home from work the same time everyday and she never told him that she knew what he did quite often.
She had always been second best to her, and even though the girl was long dead she felt like she always would be.
Marissa Cooper was the love of Ryan Atwood's life and she was just the woman he was married to and the bearer of his children.
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Why did she always draw the short end of the stick?