You're Too Late
You're too late. The words repeated over and over in his mind. That's all he could remember, her saying that. You're too late.
Marissa had had sex with Luke. She had lost her virginity to him. Possibly the only innocence Marissa had left, was now gone. And to him.
You're too late.
Ryan felt dizzy. You're too late.
This wasn't happening. Luke being nice to him and Seth - he had known it was an act all along, but still... he hadn't expected this.
You're too late.
Then again, he didn't expect Marissa to find him in a compromising position with Seth's - and technically his, too - grandfather's girlfriend in the pool house. But to go as far as to have sex with Luke, just to get back at him. Was that why she did it?
You're too late.
He rubbed his throbbing temples. You're too late, Ryan, you're much too late. It's over now, Ryan. You have no chance with Marissa. You blew it. Fooling around with a prospective grandmother, what did you expect?
You're too late.
Meanwhile, Marissa thought. She hadn't gone through with it. Luke had been about to do it, about to enter her, about to take away her innocence. But she had stopped him. She couldn't go through with it, no matter how angry she was at Ryan.
He had come to ask her about it. You're too late, she had told him. She wanted him to feel some of the pain that she had, seeing that blonde bimbo on top of him. It was sickening. If only he would have stopped her from going inside.... Then she would have told him the truth.
But it was too late, now. Ryan hadn't stopped her. He might have tried, but she didn't remember. Her head was pounding. All she knew was that he didn't try hard enough, if he tried at all.
Sorry, Ryan, she thought. You're too late.
You're too late. The words repeated over and over in his mind. That's all he could remember, her saying that. You're too late.
Marissa had had sex with Luke. She had lost her virginity to him. Possibly the only innocence Marissa had left, was now gone. And to him.
You're too late.
Ryan felt dizzy. You're too late.
This wasn't happening. Luke being nice to him and Seth - he had known it was an act all along, but still... he hadn't expected this.
You're too late.
Then again, he didn't expect Marissa to find him in a compromising position with Seth's - and technically his, too - grandfather's girlfriend in the pool house. But to go as far as to have sex with Luke, just to get back at him. Was that why she did it?
You're too late.
He rubbed his throbbing temples. You're too late, Ryan, you're much too late. It's over now, Ryan. You have no chance with Marissa. You blew it. Fooling around with a prospective grandmother, what did you expect?
You're too late.
Meanwhile, Marissa thought. She hadn't gone through with it. Luke had been about to do it, about to enter her, about to take away her innocence. But she had stopped him. She couldn't go through with it, no matter how angry she was at Ryan.
He had come to ask her about it. You're too late, she had told him. She wanted him to feel some of the pain that she had, seeing that blonde bimbo on top of him. It was sickening. If only he would have stopped her from going inside.... Then she would have told him the truth.
But it was too late, now. Ryan hadn't stopped her. He might have tried, but she didn't remember. Her head was pounding. All she knew was that he didn't try hard enough, if he tried at all.
Sorry, Ryan, she thought. You're too late.