His hands were right behind her head, holding it in place. His lips were centimeters away from her lips when…she vanished. He was confused,
"Where'd she go?" he would think. She appeared once again a few steps away from him. He walked up to her in confusion. This time, she held his face in place and was about to kiss him when…she vanished again.
"Come back…" he whimpered. She reappeared a second time, again, just a few steps away from him. This time, he ran up to her and held her tightly, in case she disappeared again. She did. Poof! Just like that. He fell to the ground in tears.
"Why…why can't I have you?" he cried. "Why?" She appeared a third time, this time; she was standing just a few steps away from the cliff. The cliff! Ryan ran to her, trying to pull her back. It was too late. She fell. She fell right off the cliff. She was falling…falling. He stood at the ledge and stared in horror. It was odd though, she didn't hit the bottom, it was like she just kept falling, it was like a bottomless pit.
Ryan shot straight up in bed and stared ahead in disbelief. Was that…a gun? Was Theresa holding a gun? Was it pointed directly at him? He didn't have much time to process this. He just quickly rolled over before he could get hit. Too bad, she shot him in the shoulder. Luckily.
"Fuck!" she screamed. That was her one bullet, her one chance to kill Ryan Atwood. She shot him in the shoulder. Ryan lied there in pain. It was just his shoulder, but it still hurt like a bitch.
" What the…what the hell are you doing?!" he shouted.
" I…I can't take this anymore! All you think about all day is that whore, Marissa! You barely even talk to me! You practically ignore me! I can't take it anymore!"
" So what? You just decide to shoot me?!"
" Yeah! I mean…no…I just…lost it…" she didn't want to answer his questions anymore. She took a bag, shoved some money and clothes into it and bolted out the door. She didn't even bother to help Ryan or anything. Just left. He reached over to the end table and picked up the phone. He dialed the only number he could think of right now.
"Hello?" a man had picked up.
" Sandy…" Ryan groaned.
" Ryan? Is that you? Is everything alright?"
"I…got shot…she…left…"
"WHAT?! Who left?" Ryan was losing blood quickly he needed help pretty badly.
"Help…me…"
The phone clicked once and disconnected. There were so many things running through Sandy's head. Ryan? Got shot? She left? Who left? Then it all sort of started to make sense. She was probably Theresa. He got shot. Ryan Atwood, his adopted son, got shot. He jumped up from his seat and ran to his car. He started driving to Chino Memorial as he called the police and notified them of what had probably happened to Ryan. Everything went sort of blurry for Ryan though.
The young man woke up a few hours after passing out. When his eyes fluttered open, he saw everyone in front of him. Sandy, Kirsten, Seth, Summer and…Marissa. Was this some dream? Were they all really there? He tried to say something but the words wouldn't come out for some reason. His throat was really dry. He looked around for anyway to make them notice him. He spotted a nearby paper towel. He picked it up scrunched into a ball and gently threw it at Seth. Seth slightly stirred, but was still pretty deep in his sleep. Ryan picked up another paper towel, scrunched it into a ball and this time threw it harder at Seth. He stirred a bit more this time, causing him to let out a groan. Ryan took the last paper towel, scrunched it into a ball AGAIN and pegged Seth right in the face. This time, Seth shot straight up, causing Summer's head to fall off his shoulder. Seth looked around the room until his eyes spotted Ryan. He was grinning at Seth. Seth ran over to Ryan's bedside, waking everyone up.
"Ryan! You're up!" All Ryan could do was let out a small groan and point to his throat.
"He's probably thirsty, I'll go get him some water." Summer got up from her seat and exited the room. Ryan was now staring right at Marissa. Their eyes locked immediately. Ryan formed a slight smile on his face while Marissa started to tear up as she gave him a tight hug.
" Are…are you feeling okay?" Ryan nodded. Summer walked in with a Styrofoam cup. She handed it to Ryan. He immediately took a huge gulp of it. In seconds, he finished the entire cup.
" Can you talk now, Ryan?" Sandy asked. After, clearing his throat a few times, Ryan finally got out some words.
"Yeah. Thanks for the water…Summer." She just nodded and smiled.
" So, what happened to you?" Ryan explained the whole situation to everyone while they listened intently. There were nods, gasps, cursing, and tears.
" I…I can't believe she would just leave like that…" Kirsten spoke shakily. Sandy slammed his fists on the wall and cursed. Marissa held Ryan's hand tightly and cried a little. Seth and Summer just stood there in shock. What had happened was a disaster.