Chapter 32
Marissa held Ryan's hand on their way to the hospital. He was unconscious now, but his hand was still grasping Marissa's hand tightly. She preyed that he would never let go.
Once at the hospital, Ryan was rushed away and Marissa had nothing to do but wait. And wait. She didn't know what to do. She finally decided that she should call Sandy and Kristen to tell them what happened. She dialed quickly, still remembering Ryan's old number by heart.
"Hello?" someone said on the other like, Kristen.
"Hey, Mrs. Cohen. It's me, Marissa"
"Marissa... it's been a long time... what's going on?"
"I have some bad news. Ryan is in the hospital."
"You were with Ryan?"
"It's a long story... just ... well... he got shot, and he lost a lot of blood but he's probably going to be ok"
"Oh my goodness! We should get out there! How did Ryan manage to get shot? Never mind, were coming"
"No, Kristen. He would be mad if you guys came all the way out here, you just stay there. I'll call you when I get another update. Just please don't come. He'll be fine... really." Marissa bit her lip, mad at herself for lying.
"Alright... well, call me. And what's the whole deal with you and Ryan?"
"Oh..."
"Alright, I'll mind my own business. I think I know anyways... I mean, it's you two kids. You take care of yourself, and Ryan for me ok?"
"Yea... I'll do that"
"Goodbye honey"
"Bye" She flipped her phone closed.
Marissa felt bad about being dishonest about the seriousness of the situation, but the Cohen's would just complicate things if they came to New York. She walked down the long narrow halls of the hospital, to the emergency care area, hoping to see Ryan.
"Excuse me Mam, you can't be down here. Please go wait in the waiting area, we will update you when we know more about your husband's condition." A doctor said as he bumped into Marissa.
Marissa liked the thought of Ryan as her husband, but she held back a smirk to ask the doctor how he was doing. He was walking away, she had to catch him.
"Wait!" He turned around quickly, looking annoyed.
"The waiting room is down the hall to your right" he said angrily.
"No...Is he going to be ok?"
"He'll pull through"
Marissa breathed a sigh of relief.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
Marissa did not feel like waiting any longer. Just as she thought of getting up and asking someone about Ryan, the same doctor walked in the room and made his way towards Marissa.
"Sit down please" he said. Marissa was tense. "What does that mean?" she thought to herself. Possibly he had bad news.....
"Ryan lost a lot of blood. The bullet went through a major artery. We did our best, and Ryan is stable now. He will need plenty of rest, but he's going to make it through. He were lucky this time"
"Thank you so much!!"
"You can see him now; I'll take you to his room"
Marissa jumped up and followed the doctor to the elevator, up two floors, and to a room at the end of the hallway. Through the window, she could see Ryan lying in a bed, sleeping, and attached to machines. She stopped and touched the glass. She had caused this... and felt guilty. A tear came to her eye.
Marissa entered the room, and closed the door softly, not wanting to wake him. She made her way towards a chair near his bed, and Ryan began to stir at the sound of her heels clicking on the hard floor.
""Marissa?"
"I'm here, you're gonna be ok baby. Just get your rest, and the sooner you can come home. With me."
Ryan looked up at Marissa and smiled.
"I heard you tell them you were my wife"
"I'm sorry, I just didn't want you to go by yourself and I needed to come an-"
"I don't mind." He said laughing softly, then coughing.
"Settle down, you need to sleep." Marissa said, terrifying herself at how much she sounded like her mother. She brushed it off and giggled "I didn't mind it either..."
Ryan smiled one last time, and then drifted off to sleep. Marissa sat down, and grabbed his hand. If he was ok... she was ok.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
Ryan awoke to see Marissa sleeping, sitting in the chair. He loved the way she looked when she slept, like an angel.
"Marissa.." Ryan whispered. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled at the sight of Ryan awake and looking better.
Just then, the doctor came into the room.
"Good news Mr. Atwood. You can go home. You recovered quickly, considering all the blood you lost. But you need to take it easy... Were going to re- dress your shoulder and you need to take good care of yourself."
"Ok! Wwell, just get on going because I wanna get home" Ryan exclaimed.
"Settle down..." the doctor shunned.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
Ryan was being wheeled by Marissa up to her apartment. He had to be in a wheel chair, because the doctor said he was too weak to walk around. But he felt fine...
Inside, Marissa ran to the couch to make a place for him.
"Wait..." Ryan suggested "What?"
"I think I would be more comfortable... in the bedroom" he hinted
"Are you sure? The doctor said you should relax, take it easy" Marissa asked, sounding concerned.
"I'm fine, I could use some good lovin' about now!" Ryan joked. He got up out of his wheel chair, but stumbled back into it, he was very weak.
"I don't think so mister!"
"Ohhhh" He complained, disappointed.
"Oh shush, there's a time and place for that. Later. Come on, you should lay down." Marissa said as she fluffed the pillows on the couch and walked to Ryan to roll him over.
Ryan laid down, and Marissa sat near him in a big chair.
"Do you want anything? Are you hungry?" she suggested
"No, I'm fine"
There was silence... Marissa broke it.
"I'm so sorry... about all this... I should have thought about what I was doing, or this would have never happened to you"
"Marissa, don't say that. This wasn't your fault. You didn't shoot me!" Ryan said, trying to joke around.
"It's not funny Ryan! I feel really bad!" she sobbed
"Ohh, come here. I think you need some lovin' now"
Marissa smiled through her tears. She moved in his direction, and kneeled on the floor next to him.
"I love you so much" she exclaimed.
"I love you too! Now kiss me...before I fall asleep again" Marissa giggled. She kissed him softly on the lips, but he grabbed her closer with his uninjured arm, and they kissed hard and passionately.
Their love overcame this... but where will it go from here?
Marissa held Ryan's hand on their way to the hospital. He was unconscious now, but his hand was still grasping Marissa's hand tightly. She preyed that he would never let go.
Once at the hospital, Ryan was rushed away and Marissa had nothing to do but wait. And wait. She didn't know what to do. She finally decided that she should call Sandy and Kristen to tell them what happened. She dialed quickly, still remembering Ryan's old number by heart.
"Hello?" someone said on the other like, Kristen.
"Hey, Mrs. Cohen. It's me, Marissa"
"Marissa... it's been a long time... what's going on?"
"I have some bad news. Ryan is in the hospital."
"You were with Ryan?"
"It's a long story... just ... well... he got shot, and he lost a lot of blood but he's probably going to be ok"
"Oh my goodness! We should get out there! How did Ryan manage to get shot? Never mind, were coming"
"No, Kristen. He would be mad if you guys came all the way out here, you just stay there. I'll call you when I get another update. Just please don't come. He'll be fine... really." Marissa bit her lip, mad at herself for lying.
"Alright... well, call me. And what's the whole deal with you and Ryan?"
"Oh..."
"Alright, I'll mind my own business. I think I know anyways... I mean, it's you two kids. You take care of yourself, and Ryan for me ok?"
"Yea... I'll do that"
"Goodbye honey"
"Bye" She flipped her phone closed.
Marissa felt bad about being dishonest about the seriousness of the situation, but the Cohen's would just complicate things if they came to New York. She walked down the long narrow halls of the hospital, to the emergency care area, hoping to see Ryan.
"Excuse me Mam, you can't be down here. Please go wait in the waiting area, we will update you when we know more about your husband's condition." A doctor said as he bumped into Marissa.
Marissa liked the thought of Ryan as her husband, but she held back a smirk to ask the doctor how he was doing. He was walking away, she had to catch him.
"Wait!" He turned around quickly, looking annoyed.
"The waiting room is down the hall to your right" he said angrily.
"No...Is he going to be ok?"
"He'll pull through"
Marissa breathed a sigh of relief.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
Marissa did not feel like waiting any longer. Just as she thought of getting up and asking someone about Ryan, the same doctor walked in the room and made his way towards Marissa.
"Sit down please" he said. Marissa was tense. "What does that mean?" she thought to herself. Possibly he had bad news.....
"Ryan lost a lot of blood. The bullet went through a major artery. We did our best, and Ryan is stable now. He will need plenty of rest, but he's going to make it through. He were lucky this time"
"Thank you so much!!"
"You can see him now; I'll take you to his room"
Marissa jumped up and followed the doctor to the elevator, up two floors, and to a room at the end of the hallway. Through the window, she could see Ryan lying in a bed, sleeping, and attached to machines. She stopped and touched the glass. She had caused this... and felt guilty. A tear came to her eye.
Marissa entered the room, and closed the door softly, not wanting to wake him. She made her way towards a chair near his bed, and Ryan began to stir at the sound of her heels clicking on the hard floor.
""Marissa?"
"I'm here, you're gonna be ok baby. Just get your rest, and the sooner you can come home. With me."
Ryan looked up at Marissa and smiled.
"I heard you tell them you were my wife"
"I'm sorry, I just didn't want you to go by yourself and I needed to come an-"
"I don't mind." He said laughing softly, then coughing.
"Settle down, you need to sleep." Marissa said, terrifying herself at how much she sounded like her mother. She brushed it off and giggled "I didn't mind it either..."
Ryan smiled one last time, and then drifted off to sleep. Marissa sat down, and grabbed his hand. If he was ok... she was ok.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
Ryan awoke to see Marissa sleeping, sitting in the chair. He loved the way she looked when she slept, like an angel.
"Marissa.." Ryan whispered. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled at the sight of Ryan awake and looking better.
Just then, the doctor came into the room.
"Good news Mr. Atwood. You can go home. You recovered quickly, considering all the blood you lost. But you need to take it easy... Were going to re- dress your shoulder and you need to take good care of yourself."
"Ok! Wwell, just get on going because I wanna get home" Ryan exclaimed.
"Settle down..." the doctor shunned.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
Ryan was being wheeled by Marissa up to her apartment. He had to be in a wheel chair, because the doctor said he was too weak to walk around. But he felt fine...
Inside, Marissa ran to the couch to make a place for him.
"Wait..." Ryan suggested "What?"
"I think I would be more comfortable... in the bedroom" he hinted
"Are you sure? The doctor said you should relax, take it easy" Marissa asked, sounding concerned.
"I'm fine, I could use some good lovin' about now!" Ryan joked. He got up out of his wheel chair, but stumbled back into it, he was very weak.
"I don't think so mister!"
"Ohhhh" He complained, disappointed.
"Oh shush, there's a time and place for that. Later. Come on, you should lay down." Marissa said as she fluffed the pillows on the couch and walked to Ryan to roll him over.
Ryan laid down, and Marissa sat near him in a big chair.
"Do you want anything? Are you hungry?" she suggested
"No, I'm fine"
There was silence... Marissa broke it.
"I'm so sorry... about all this... I should have thought about what I was doing, or this would have never happened to you"
"Marissa, don't say that. This wasn't your fault. You didn't shoot me!" Ryan said, trying to joke around.
"It's not funny Ryan! I feel really bad!" she sobbed
"Ohh, come here. I think you need some lovin' now"
Marissa smiled through her tears. She moved in his direction, and kneeled on the floor next to him.
"I love you so much" she exclaimed.
"I love you too! Now kiss me...before I fall asleep again" Marissa giggled. She kissed him softly on the lips, but he grabbed her closer with his uninjured arm, and they kissed hard and passionately.
Their love overcame this... but where will it go from here?