Chapter 10
A few hours after their beach fun, Ryan and Marissa were hungry. They walked up to the hotel, hand-in-hand, making jokes about some old man with a metal detector who was patrolling the beach looking for "his baby" or what ever that meant.
"I can sooo see that being Seth when he's older!" Marissa exclaimed, letting out a huge laugh. She and Ryan always had a good time.
She looked at Ryan, who's face suddenly turned white. Marissa look in the direction his eyes were facing and the smile vanished from her face. It was Theresa.
"What the fuck..." Ryan whispered.
"Come on, lets go! Quick, maybe she didn't see us!" Marissa said hopefully, but she was too late. Theresa was coming there way quickly, bag in tote, with full out cleavage busting out of her tiny black shirt.
"What a slut" Marissa thought.
"HEY GUYS! What's going on?" Theresa said coming up to them, dropping her bag, and embracing Ryan. She gave Marissa a dirty look. Marissa knew that Theresa had only come to get Ryan back, and she was not about to let that happen.
"Well, actually were just about to go, bye..." Marissa's voice trailed off as she pulled Ryan in her direction. What happened next shocked Marissa. Theresa planted one on Ryan.
Ryan stood there stunned. "What was that for???" he said, puzzled.
Marissa dropped his hand, shocked that Ryan hadn't yelled at her in the least! She ran through the lobby to the elevator.
"Marissa... WAIT!" Ryan shouted.
She didn't stop. She got in the elevator, as her eyes welled up with tears. Had she gotten into this too quick? She knew that she had strong feeling for Ryan, and he SAID he felt the same for her, but was that all a ploy for a good fuck? The doors closed, and she saw Ryan turn to Theresa. This wasn't happening! She rode the elevator to the top floor, and fumbled the key to their room into the slot, slammed the door, and collapsed on the bed.
"Maybe I'm wrong, maybe he was shaken. I don't know what to think" She walked onto the balcony and looked out on the ocean. She regretted making a scene, but Theresa would pay, she silently plotted her death in her mind, but knew she would never have the guts to do anything. She patiently waited for Ryan to return.
Back in the lobby...
"Fuck, thanks Theresa. Just go to hell." Ryan hollered crossly.
"You know you like it Ryan, we were so good together. Fuck the skinny bitch. We were great together. I mean, the sex was great wasn't it? Come on baby, come up to my room, you'll remember."
"Never" he simply stated. He left Theresa shocked and horney.
Ryan ran all 22 flights of stairs to let the edge off. He knocked on the door. He heard Marissa footsteps, and ran his fingers through his hair. She opened the door, and there was silence. Marissa took his hand and looked down as their fingers interlaced and their palms touched.
"Promise me, that you will never be unfaithful" She said quietly.
"I promise"
A few hours after their beach fun, Ryan and Marissa were hungry. They walked up to the hotel, hand-in-hand, making jokes about some old man with a metal detector who was patrolling the beach looking for "his baby" or what ever that meant.
"I can sooo see that being Seth when he's older!" Marissa exclaimed, letting out a huge laugh. She and Ryan always had a good time.
She looked at Ryan, who's face suddenly turned white. Marissa look in the direction his eyes were facing and the smile vanished from her face. It was Theresa.
"What the fuck..." Ryan whispered.
"Come on, lets go! Quick, maybe she didn't see us!" Marissa said hopefully, but she was too late. Theresa was coming there way quickly, bag in tote, with full out cleavage busting out of her tiny black shirt.
"What a slut" Marissa thought.
"HEY GUYS! What's going on?" Theresa said coming up to them, dropping her bag, and embracing Ryan. She gave Marissa a dirty look. Marissa knew that Theresa had only come to get Ryan back, and she was not about to let that happen.
"Well, actually were just about to go, bye..." Marissa's voice trailed off as she pulled Ryan in her direction. What happened next shocked Marissa. Theresa planted one on Ryan.
Ryan stood there stunned. "What was that for???" he said, puzzled.
Marissa dropped his hand, shocked that Ryan hadn't yelled at her in the least! She ran through the lobby to the elevator.
"Marissa... WAIT!" Ryan shouted.
She didn't stop. She got in the elevator, as her eyes welled up with tears. Had she gotten into this too quick? She knew that she had strong feeling for Ryan, and he SAID he felt the same for her, but was that all a ploy for a good fuck? The doors closed, and she saw Ryan turn to Theresa. This wasn't happening! She rode the elevator to the top floor, and fumbled the key to their room into the slot, slammed the door, and collapsed on the bed.
"Maybe I'm wrong, maybe he was shaken. I don't know what to think" She walked onto the balcony and looked out on the ocean. She regretted making a scene, but Theresa would pay, she silently plotted her death in her mind, but knew she would never have the guts to do anything. She patiently waited for Ryan to return.
Back in the lobby...
"Fuck, thanks Theresa. Just go to hell." Ryan hollered crossly.
"You know you like it Ryan, we were so good together. Fuck the skinny bitch. We were great together. I mean, the sex was great wasn't it? Come on baby, come up to my room, you'll remember."
"Never" he simply stated. He left Theresa shocked and horney.
Ryan ran all 22 flights of stairs to let the edge off. He knocked on the door. He heard Marissa footsteps, and ran his fingers through his hair. She opened the door, and there was silence. Marissa took his hand and looked down as their fingers interlaced and their palms touched.
"Promise me, that you will never be unfaithful" She said quietly.
"I promise"