A/N: AS before, I don't own ANYTHING. And thanks SOOO much to those who
reviewed in such a short time! By the way, I know that Seth and Ryan are
brothers, but I remember in one episode, (can't remember which) but I think
Seth referred to Ryan as his brother or something. Anyways, back to the
story.
Kirsten walked into the study in which Sandy was sitting. A law book was sitting in front of him, his nightly reading, but he had his head in his heads. Obviously upset. What does he expect from Ryan? Kirsten thought. Ryan is from a rough past, it will take a while for him to trust us. A few months in their pool house wasn't going to make years and years of trust come out of the blue.
"Sandy." She finally spoke, her voice echoing though the room. Sandy jumped, coming out of his daydream. Kirsten suddenly regretted it. She didn't want to tell him. How selfish was she? "Yea?" He asked suddenly hopeful. He was dying for some good news. She walked beside him and leaned against the desk, she avoided his eyes. We are married for God sake! I can trust Sandy! She urged herself. Sandy clued in. "You know! Don't you!" His eyes were wide. She bit her lip. "Ok I'll tell you, but not a word to Seth! It's bad enough that Ryan had to know." Sandy quickly nodded his head in agreement.
"Jed supposedly is Ally's mother's husband. Ryan never told us that in the 8th grade he had a huge argument with his mom and went to live with them. He walked in on Jed beating Allison one day; she said it was over dishes or something." Kirsten took a deep breath. She couldn't even imagine someone beating on someone like that.
"He tried to save her didn't he?" Sandy said solemnly shaking his head. "Just like he is now." "She doesn't trust anyone but him, is the feeling I'm getting. And I think I'm the only one she would let touch her is because you and Seth are men." Kirsten added. Sandy sat up in the chair and looked his wife right in the eyes. "What does she want Ryan to do then?" Kirsten shrugged.
Seth stood at the doorway staring at his parents; completely oblivious. He might as well be a fly on the wall. He knew exactly what Allison wanted Ryan to do. She was going to run.
"You told her!" Ryan said as soon as he reached the pool house. "You told her about Jed and grade 8 and.. Everything?" He stood there staring at his little sister. She got up and poked his chest. "What? You think she was going to let me stay here without me telling her something? At least when I leave she'll know why!" She yelled right back. Just like home. Ryan thought. The yelling; the screaming; breaking stuff; home sweet home.
"Unlike you! You know I had to find out that you were arrested by Squeaky?! Squeaky! He knew before me!" (A/N: I borrowed the nickname from a friend.. Don't ask anyways.) Ryan swallowed. She always had to throw that into her face, didn't she? "Leaving? What do you mean leaving?" She reached into the soaking wet grey sweater pocket.
She pulled out about a grand in cash. Ryan's eyes widened. "Where did you get that?!" He snatched the cash out of her hand and flipped through it. This was the most money he had seen in his entire life, and he lived in Newport! "Sock drawer. He may have a nice jab but he isn't very creative. Ryan, I'm getting out of here." She said taking it back and shoving it in her pant's pocket. She sat on the edge of his bed. "I'm thinking of going to New York." She grinned. He had never seen her happy like this before.
"You can't, you're a minor; you can't buy a plane ticket." He sat beside her speaking softly. "That's why you're coming with me!" she said excitedly, yet her voice crackled with nervousness.
Ryan sat there and thought over what this 14year old was saying. "No, I can't! I made a life here, in Newport. There's Seth and the Cohen's. And Marissa." He couldn't believe he even considered leaving. "Ryan, they are just fluff, you and me, we're blood." She tugged a black t-shirt. "Ry, if I go back, which they will make me." She pointed toward the house which seemed to be glowing. "I'll be dead. He'll kill me I swear." Tears welled up in her deep green eyes. They had lost their spark they had when she was little.
Seth ran through the rain to the pool house. It was pouring. He was soaked to the bone when he reached there. He whipped open the glass door. "Don't worry Ally, I'll fix this." Ryan finished. Allison looked up staring at him. His hair was all wet, laying flat against his head. "What do you want Stuart?" "Seth. Why can't anyone get that right?" He yelped; Ryan laughing. "Ry, running won't fix anything. You're not leaving. My mom and dad are you're guardians remember?" Seth wasn't going to let his best friend slip away. Not like he almost did. "I'm not." Ryan smirked. "We have another plan."
. . . . . . . . . . . What is their plan? (I honestly don't know any suggestions?) R/R and you'll find out!
Kirsten walked into the study in which Sandy was sitting. A law book was sitting in front of him, his nightly reading, but he had his head in his heads. Obviously upset. What does he expect from Ryan? Kirsten thought. Ryan is from a rough past, it will take a while for him to trust us. A few months in their pool house wasn't going to make years and years of trust come out of the blue.
"Sandy." She finally spoke, her voice echoing though the room. Sandy jumped, coming out of his daydream. Kirsten suddenly regretted it. She didn't want to tell him. How selfish was she? "Yea?" He asked suddenly hopeful. He was dying for some good news. She walked beside him and leaned against the desk, she avoided his eyes. We are married for God sake! I can trust Sandy! She urged herself. Sandy clued in. "You know! Don't you!" His eyes were wide. She bit her lip. "Ok I'll tell you, but not a word to Seth! It's bad enough that Ryan had to know." Sandy quickly nodded his head in agreement.
"Jed supposedly is Ally's mother's husband. Ryan never told us that in the 8th grade he had a huge argument with his mom and went to live with them. He walked in on Jed beating Allison one day; she said it was over dishes or something." Kirsten took a deep breath. She couldn't even imagine someone beating on someone like that.
"He tried to save her didn't he?" Sandy said solemnly shaking his head. "Just like he is now." "She doesn't trust anyone but him, is the feeling I'm getting. And I think I'm the only one she would let touch her is because you and Seth are men." Kirsten added. Sandy sat up in the chair and looked his wife right in the eyes. "What does she want Ryan to do then?" Kirsten shrugged.
Seth stood at the doorway staring at his parents; completely oblivious. He might as well be a fly on the wall. He knew exactly what Allison wanted Ryan to do. She was going to run.
"You told her!" Ryan said as soon as he reached the pool house. "You told her about Jed and grade 8 and.. Everything?" He stood there staring at his little sister. She got up and poked his chest. "What? You think she was going to let me stay here without me telling her something? At least when I leave she'll know why!" She yelled right back. Just like home. Ryan thought. The yelling; the screaming; breaking stuff; home sweet home.
"Unlike you! You know I had to find out that you were arrested by Squeaky?! Squeaky! He knew before me!" (A/N: I borrowed the nickname from a friend.. Don't ask anyways.) Ryan swallowed. She always had to throw that into her face, didn't she? "Leaving? What do you mean leaving?" She reached into the soaking wet grey sweater pocket.
She pulled out about a grand in cash. Ryan's eyes widened. "Where did you get that?!" He snatched the cash out of her hand and flipped through it. This was the most money he had seen in his entire life, and he lived in Newport! "Sock drawer. He may have a nice jab but he isn't very creative. Ryan, I'm getting out of here." She said taking it back and shoving it in her pant's pocket. She sat on the edge of his bed. "I'm thinking of going to New York." She grinned. He had never seen her happy like this before.
"You can't, you're a minor; you can't buy a plane ticket." He sat beside her speaking softly. "That's why you're coming with me!" she said excitedly, yet her voice crackled with nervousness.
Ryan sat there and thought over what this 14year old was saying. "No, I can't! I made a life here, in Newport. There's Seth and the Cohen's. And Marissa." He couldn't believe he even considered leaving. "Ryan, they are just fluff, you and me, we're blood." She tugged a black t-shirt. "Ry, if I go back, which they will make me." She pointed toward the house which seemed to be glowing. "I'll be dead. He'll kill me I swear." Tears welled up in her deep green eyes. They had lost their spark they had when she was little.
Seth ran through the rain to the pool house. It was pouring. He was soaked to the bone when he reached there. He whipped open the glass door. "Don't worry Ally, I'll fix this." Ryan finished. Allison looked up staring at him. His hair was all wet, laying flat against his head. "What do you want Stuart?" "Seth. Why can't anyone get that right?" He yelped; Ryan laughing. "Ry, running won't fix anything. You're not leaving. My mom and dad are you're guardians remember?" Seth wasn't going to let his best friend slip away. Not like he almost did. "I'm not." Ryan smirked. "We have another plan."
. . . . . . . . . . . What is their plan? (I honestly don't know any suggestions?) R/R and you'll find out!