Chapter Four: Whodunit?
Later that week as the police looked for clues they found a security tape from a store across the street from where they found Ryan. The security tape showed a car speeding off and the police are trying to find the license plate.
Later that week, Ryan came home to the Cohen's house.
That day, Summer and Marissa were watching the 5 o clock new to finally find out who attacked Ryan.
"Who do you think did it Marissa?" Summer asked
"I'm not going to say it Sum"
"Fine, but I won't say I didn't..."
Summer was cut off by the Newscaster
"Now it's time to find out who attacked local teen Ryan Atwood. The police have arrested local teen, son of hotel entrepreneur William Trask, Oliver Trask. He was arrested after the tapes showed his car with license plate tag 'TRASK112'"
"Tell you so" Summer finished.
Ryan woke up that morning and found a note from Seth outside the door to the pool house that read 'I was right, read the paper'
"Morning" Ryan said as he entered the house.
"Morning? Dude, it's 1 PM" Seth replied
The phone rings, Seth answers
"Hello, Seth Cohen speaking."
"Hey Seth, it's Summer. I need to tell you something. Is Ryan there?"
"Yeah, what's up?"
"Marissa told me that the night when Oliver supposedly attempted suicide she and him had sex and after they broke up they did it again right after he was attacked."
"Wait, but Oliver attacked Ryan. Why would [whisper] Marissa [/whisper] do that?"
"Why would who do what?" Ryan asked from behind Seth
"Seth, see you later, you're on your own." Summer said as she hung up.
"Well, Ryan. Summer just told me something that I don't want to tell you but I can't not tell you. You remember Oliver's supposed suicide attempt?"
"Yeah, so what? He faked a suicide what does that have to do with me, you, and or Summer?"
"Well when Marissa stayed that night some things happened and they had sex."
Ryan turned around and went back into the pool house.
He came out soon after with bags under his eyes. He wasn't crying. Boys don't cry. Bad ass boys from Chino who steal cars, burn down houses, punch people at Debutante Balls, and befriend would-be assassins don't cry.
Later that week as the police looked for clues they found a security tape from a store across the street from where they found Ryan. The security tape showed a car speeding off and the police are trying to find the license plate.
Later that week, Ryan came home to the Cohen's house.
That day, Summer and Marissa were watching the 5 o clock new to finally find out who attacked Ryan.
"Who do you think did it Marissa?" Summer asked
"I'm not going to say it Sum"
"Fine, but I won't say I didn't..."
Summer was cut off by the Newscaster
"Now it's time to find out who attacked local teen Ryan Atwood. The police have arrested local teen, son of hotel entrepreneur William Trask, Oliver Trask. He was arrested after the tapes showed his car with license plate tag 'TRASK112'"
"Tell you so" Summer finished.
Ryan woke up that morning and found a note from Seth outside the door to the pool house that read 'I was right, read the paper'
"Morning" Ryan said as he entered the house.
"Morning? Dude, it's 1 PM" Seth replied
The phone rings, Seth answers
"Hello, Seth Cohen speaking."
"Hey Seth, it's Summer. I need to tell you something. Is Ryan there?"
"Yeah, what's up?"
"Marissa told me that the night when Oliver supposedly attempted suicide she and him had sex and after they broke up they did it again right after he was attacked."
"Wait, but Oliver attacked Ryan. Why would [whisper] Marissa [/whisper] do that?"
"Why would who do what?" Ryan asked from behind Seth
"Seth, see you later, you're on your own." Summer said as she hung up.
"Well, Ryan. Summer just told me something that I don't want to tell you but I can't not tell you. You remember Oliver's supposed suicide attempt?"
"Yeah, so what? He faked a suicide what does that have to do with me, you, and or Summer?"
"Well when Marissa stayed that night some things happened and they had sex."
Ryan turned around and went back into the pool house.
He came out soon after with bags under his eyes. He wasn't crying. Boys don't cry. Bad ass boys from Chino who steal cars, burn down houses, punch people at Debutante Balls, and befriend would-be assassins don't cry.
