Worth
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Marissa was pissed...
No, maybe not pissed, but more like...disgusted, hurt, shocked, betrayed. Yep. That sounds about right. It was her mom...Luke knew what her mom was like. Why would he do that? It seemed like all Luke knew how to do was hurt her. But then...tonight wasn't all bad.
She and Ryan had tried to stay away from each other, but old habits die hard. She thought they were connecting again, but really it was just a big scheme to get her out of town so that Luke could do God knows what with her mom. If Ryan knew, why wouldn't he just tell her? *Because everyone thinks you're unstable. They're afraid you're going to go nuts and overdose again* a voice inside her said. She knew that voice. That was the voice always pushing her to be better, saying she wasn't good enough, pretty enough, smart enough. She knew most of the time it was crap...but this time. That voice was right. Everyone was always watching her, waiting for the moment Marissa Cooper would screw up again. They treated her like she was porcelain, don't hurt Marissa's feelings, she might overdose and befriend a psycho again. Well, she had had enough of this crap. If she were sure of one thing, it was her and Ryan.
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Ryan felt horrible.
He hated seeing that look on Marissa's face, that look of betrayal, and shock. If he had just gone to her in the first place...no that would have hurt her just as much. God, why did Luke always have to go and mess everything up? But then, maybe it was good that he showed up when he did. God know what would have happened if he didn't. He and Marissa connected again that night. It was fun to be with her. Before all of that Oliver drama, for once in his life, he had been having fun. He loved seeing her happy, and tonight, she was happy. Well, for a part of it at least. Tonight had him thinking that maybe, with some work, he and Marissa could work again. But then, Oliver came into his head. Marissa messed up badly with the whole Oliver situation. She didn't trust him; sure he had done some crazy stuff, like break into her locker and look up Oliver's files. But shouldn't she have believed him?
Marissa was pissed...
No, maybe not pissed, but more like...disgusted, hurt, shocked, betrayed. Yep. That sounds about right. It was her mom...Luke knew what her mom was like. Why would he do that? It seemed like all Luke knew how to do was hurt her. But then...tonight wasn't all bad.
She and Ryan had tried to stay away from each other, but old habits die hard. She thought they were connecting again, but really it was just a big scheme to get her out of town so that Luke could do God knows what with her mom. If Ryan knew, why wouldn't he just tell her? *Because everyone thinks you're unstable. They're afraid you're going to go nuts and overdose again* a voice inside her said. She knew that voice. That was the voice always pushing her to be better, saying she wasn't good enough, pretty enough, smart enough. She knew most of the time it was crap...but this time. That voice was right. Everyone was always watching her, waiting for the moment Marissa Cooper would screw up again. They treated her like she was porcelain, don't hurt Marissa's feelings, she might overdose and befriend a psycho again. Well, she had had enough of this crap. If she were sure of one thing, it was her and Ryan.
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Ryan felt horrible.
He hated seeing that look on Marissa's face, that look of betrayal, and shock. If he had just gone to her in the first place...no that would have hurt her just as much. God, why did Luke always have to go and mess everything up? But then, maybe it was good that he showed up when he did. God know what would have happened if he didn't. He and Marissa connected again that night. It was fun to be with her. Before all of that Oliver drama, for once in his life, he had been having fun. He loved seeing her happy, and tonight, she was happy. Well, for a part of it at least. Tonight had him thinking that maybe, with some work, he and Marissa could work again. But then, Oliver came into his head. Marissa messed up badly with the whole Oliver situation. She didn't trust him; sure he had done some crazy stuff, like break into her locker and look up Oliver's files. But shouldn't she have believed him?