to be hurt
to feel lost
to be left out in the dark
Ryan woke suddenly, something jolting him from his sleep. He rubbed his eyes, sleep clouding his mind and looked over at Theresa. She was also awake, frowning, her eyes half-closed. The phone rang loudly, blaring through their ears. Ryan rolled over and picked it up.
"Hello?" He asked, his voice rough from sleep. He glanced at the clock. It was only 12:20, but he was so tired.
"Hey, Ryan?" It was Summer. Ryan stood up, his sleepiness doused by the sound of the brunette's voice. She sounded like she had been crying.
"Yeah. Is something wrong?" She never called him, except when Marissa got really bad. Ryan wondered how bad Marissa would have to be for Summer to call him at 12:20 at night.
"Ryan, Marissa tried to kill herself." Ryan dropped to the bed, his legs completley giving out on him.
"What?" He asked, stunned. He ran his fingers through his hair. "Is she ok, is she gonna be-" Summer cut him off.
"She's ok. They pumped her stomach and had her in surgery, but she's gonna be ok." Ryan couldn't say anything. His mouth was half-open, his mind racing. God, how did this happen?
"Do you want me to-should I come down there?" He asked, his mind going too fast for his mouth to keep up. He had completley forgotten about the girl lying behind him. His savior-complex was taking over, on high-speed because this was Marissa Cooper they were talking about.
"No. She's sleeping right now. But if you wanna come down tomorrow, she'll probably be awake by then."
"Ok. Ok, I'll be down there tomorrow at nine."
"Ok. I'll see you tomorrow." Summer sounded tired, slow. Ryan hung up the phone and sat on the bed in silence for a second. Theresa interrupted his thoughts.
"Who was that?" Ryan turned to her, barely processing her words.
"Uh, Summer." He said slowly.
"Is something wrong?" Theresa asked, moving a litte closer. Ryan nodded and took a dep breath. He hated the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
"Marissa tried to kill herself." He said, watching Theresa's reaction. She put her hand over her mouth, tears sparking her eyes.
"She's gonna be ok." Ryan said, calming the other girl. He needed someone to comfort him. He reached out and drew her into a hug. They sat in silence, worried, about Marissa, about each other, and about what the next few weeks would bring.