Ryan and Seth drove down the busy rode leading to Oliver's place.
Ryan hadn't said anything the whole ride, he just focused on the road ahead
of him. Seth had no idea what was going on, just that Marissa was at
Oliver's and upset.
"So, Marissa didn't say what was wrong?"
"No, not really. She just said that Oliver was acting kind of weird and she wanted me to pick her up. She didn't really say what was happening, she didn't want him to over hear her talking about him."
Seth could tell that his friend was really worried over this. "Look, I'm sure she's fine. Why don't you try calling her on her cell?"
Ryan shook his head. "I don't think that would be a good idea. If Oliver found out she called me he might," Ryan gripped the steering wheel, he gripped it so hard that his knuckles turned white. "Well, I don't know what he would do. I just don't want to take the chance the he gets upset and hurts her."
They saw the exit leading to the hotel and took it. A few minutes later they pulled up at the hotel. Ryan parked the car in front of the building. "So, I'm just going to go in. You stay here and keep the car running?"
"Yeah. I will keep my self busy." Seth turned on the radio.
Ryan couldn't understand how Seth could be so calm while he was so not. "Thanks man" And with that he ran into the building.
*Meanwhile at Oliver's*
Marissa sat on the sofa in Oliver's spacious penthouse suite at the Four Season's Hotel. She kept glancing at her watch, praying that her boyfriend would get there soon. Oliver had been acting really crazy ever since she got there. He kept doing and saying things that really bothered her. She would have left hours ago, but she was afraid of what he might do if she tried to leave before he wanted her to.
"Come on Ryan." Marissa said as she checked her watch again. She hoped that Ryan would get their soon. Oliver had gone in the kitchen to fix something to eat. It would be the perfect time for Ryan to come and she slip out without Oliver noticing. That was the last thing they needed to do, fight.
"Hey 'Rissa? Oliver called from the kitchen.
Marissa rolled her eyes at the little pet name he made up for her. "Yeah?"
"Do you think you could come give me a hand with this?"
Marissa reluctantly got up and headed into the kitchen. "What do you need my help with?" She said to Oliver when she entered the kitchen.
He was about to answer just when the doorbell rang. "Hold that thought. I'll get that and be right back."
Marissa started to panic. The person at the door had to be Ryan who came to get her. She grabbed Oliver's arm. "Hey, why don't I get that? You can finish up in here."
Oliver gave Marissa a suspicious look. "No, its fine, I can get the door."
The person at the door started banging on it. "Marissa?" Ryan yelled from the hallway.
Oliver turned to Marissa, disgust and anger spreading across his face. "What is he doing here? Did you call him, Marissa.?"
Marissa didn't know what to say, she didn't want to anger him even more. "I uh,"
"Wait here!" He said firmly, running outside the kitchen to the door. He got to the door and slowly opened it.
Ryan looked surprised to see that it was Oliver who answered the door. "Oliver?"
Oliver glared at the man standing in the doorway. "Ryan."
"So, Marissa didn't say what was wrong?"
"No, not really. She just said that Oliver was acting kind of weird and she wanted me to pick her up. She didn't really say what was happening, she didn't want him to over hear her talking about him."
Seth could tell that his friend was really worried over this. "Look, I'm sure she's fine. Why don't you try calling her on her cell?"
Ryan shook his head. "I don't think that would be a good idea. If Oliver found out she called me he might," Ryan gripped the steering wheel, he gripped it so hard that his knuckles turned white. "Well, I don't know what he would do. I just don't want to take the chance the he gets upset and hurts her."
They saw the exit leading to the hotel and took it. A few minutes later they pulled up at the hotel. Ryan parked the car in front of the building. "So, I'm just going to go in. You stay here and keep the car running?"
"Yeah. I will keep my self busy." Seth turned on the radio.
Ryan couldn't understand how Seth could be so calm while he was so not. "Thanks man" And with that he ran into the building.
*Meanwhile at Oliver's*
Marissa sat on the sofa in Oliver's spacious penthouse suite at the Four Season's Hotel. She kept glancing at her watch, praying that her boyfriend would get there soon. Oliver had been acting really crazy ever since she got there. He kept doing and saying things that really bothered her. She would have left hours ago, but she was afraid of what he might do if she tried to leave before he wanted her to.
"Come on Ryan." Marissa said as she checked her watch again. She hoped that Ryan would get their soon. Oliver had gone in the kitchen to fix something to eat. It would be the perfect time for Ryan to come and she slip out without Oliver noticing. That was the last thing they needed to do, fight.
"Hey 'Rissa? Oliver called from the kitchen.
Marissa rolled her eyes at the little pet name he made up for her. "Yeah?"
"Do you think you could come give me a hand with this?"
Marissa reluctantly got up and headed into the kitchen. "What do you need my help with?" She said to Oliver when she entered the kitchen.
He was about to answer just when the doorbell rang. "Hold that thought. I'll get that and be right back."
Marissa started to panic. The person at the door had to be Ryan who came to get her. She grabbed Oliver's arm. "Hey, why don't I get that? You can finish up in here."
Oliver gave Marissa a suspicious look. "No, its fine, I can get the door."
The person at the door started banging on it. "Marissa?" Ryan yelled from the hallway.
Oliver turned to Marissa, disgust and anger spreading across his face. "What is he doing here? Did you call him, Marissa.?"
Marissa didn't know what to say, she didn't want to anger him even more. "I uh,"
"Wait here!" He said firmly, running outside the kitchen to the door. He got to the door and slowly opened it.
Ryan looked surprised to see that it was Oliver who answered the door. "Oliver?"
Oliver glared at the man standing in the doorway. "Ryan."
