Chapter Two: An Unpleasant Surprise
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! And a note: The reason Ryan seems a little OOC is because, heck, it's been 7 years! Don't worry though, you will see his broody little self soon enough!
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Late Thursday night, Ryan came into his apartment at 9:21, clutching the mail. He was tired as hell, probably because he had come from an important business meeting with a very important client. He noticed a big, square, cream-colored envelope sticking out in the pile. It was nothing new, this being New York. He had been invited to many benefits and charity dinners with envelopes not unlike this one. Still, when he opened it a gasp came from his mouth. In dark green script it read:
You are cordially invited to the wedding of Seth Adam Cohen and Marissa Jamie Cooper, taking place on the 28th of June, two thousand and twelve. We wish to be graced by your presence. Please respond by the 14th of March, two thousand and twelve. Black tie required.
It was after reading that that Ryan noticed the red light was blinking on his answering machine. He pressed the button and heard a feminine voice go "You have four messages."
"December 2nd, 3:40 PM- Hey Ryan, umm...it's Seth. Look, I know you haven't spoken to me for 3 years, you probably don't want to speak to me but...listen, we really want you to come to the wedding. The engagement dinner is on New Years Eve, we want you to come to that too...so, I guess call me. I know you have the number. Bye. -End of message.
Well, Ryan thought, he finally has the decency to call. Like I want to see him now, he continued. Before the next message came on, he muttered "I'd rather kill myself than go to that wedding." With that, the voice came on to start the next message.
"December 2nd, 5:01 PM- Ryan...It's Marissa." With that, his eyes darted up, alert, to the answering machine "Look, I know you probably hate me...and Seth...and you should, even after 3 years. But you have to come to this wedding, not to mention the dinner. I know Seth left you a message for everything. But still, if you won't come for him...come for me. -End of Message."
Okay, THAT was upsetting, Ryan thought. Even after these years, the sound of her voice hurt. Made him want to turn into a brooding teenager again. Nonetheless, it still amazed him that the love of his life so far was marrying...his brother. No matter how hard he tried to be happy for them, it still stung more than a wasp. That was why he hadn't spoken to them for so long.
"December 2nd, 6:20 PM- Hi honey, It's Kirsten. I know you got the invitations, and although we are so happy...you must be upset. Please come though, for your parents. We won't make you talk to them, you can even bring a date...are you seeing anyone in New York? Anyhow, please come. Let us know before hand if you're going to go to the engagement dinner. Bye honey! -End of message."
Ryan chuckled once he heard that. Sure, Kirsten wasn't like all the other Newpsies, but she sure loved to plan a party. Her and Julie Cooper were probably going nuts making sure it was perfect. For some reason, when she brought up a date, he thought instantly of Summer. Sure, they had just seen each other for the first time in 7 years that morning, but he felt that they had a connection. He had felt a hell of a lot closer to her now than in college, and heck, if Seth and Marissa could get together, they could too! Just a thought...
"December 2nd, 8:54 PM- Hey, Ryan? It's Summer. Did you get the invitation? Of course you got the incitation! Can you believe them? I haven't spoken to Seth in 7 years, Marissa in 5! Oh, I bet their trying to get back at me for something. Not to mention you! They both even left messages for me saying that I had to come to the engagement dinner! I think this calls for an emergency brunch. 10 AM Sharp, at Popover, Saturday morning! See you there!"
Speak of the devil, and she appears. Or in Ryan's case, think of the devil, and she leaves you a message on your answering machine. Either way, he was glad she called. It added just a bit of light to the whole thing. He found himself anticipating Saturday, when they could discuss this. Meanwhile, he had a gigantic mess of a situation to deal with.
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Note: So how was this one? Better? It was a bit of a filler, just to set
the storyline into motion. I have 2 more chapters written, so if you
review, I'll post 'em ASAP!
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! And a note: The reason Ryan seems a little OOC is because, heck, it's been 7 years! Don't worry though, you will see his broody little self soon enough!
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Late Thursday night, Ryan came into his apartment at 9:21, clutching the mail. He was tired as hell, probably because he had come from an important business meeting with a very important client. He noticed a big, square, cream-colored envelope sticking out in the pile. It was nothing new, this being New York. He had been invited to many benefits and charity dinners with envelopes not unlike this one. Still, when he opened it a gasp came from his mouth. In dark green script it read:
You are cordially invited to the wedding of Seth Adam Cohen and Marissa Jamie Cooper, taking place on the 28th of June, two thousand and twelve. We wish to be graced by your presence. Please respond by the 14th of March, two thousand and twelve. Black tie required.
It was after reading that that Ryan noticed the red light was blinking on his answering machine. He pressed the button and heard a feminine voice go "You have four messages."
"December 2nd, 3:40 PM- Hey Ryan, umm...it's Seth. Look, I know you haven't spoken to me for 3 years, you probably don't want to speak to me but...listen, we really want you to come to the wedding. The engagement dinner is on New Years Eve, we want you to come to that too...so, I guess call me. I know you have the number. Bye. -End of message.
Well, Ryan thought, he finally has the decency to call. Like I want to see him now, he continued. Before the next message came on, he muttered "I'd rather kill myself than go to that wedding." With that, the voice came on to start the next message.
"December 2nd, 5:01 PM- Ryan...It's Marissa." With that, his eyes darted up, alert, to the answering machine "Look, I know you probably hate me...and Seth...and you should, even after 3 years. But you have to come to this wedding, not to mention the dinner. I know Seth left you a message for everything. But still, if you won't come for him...come for me. -End of Message."
Okay, THAT was upsetting, Ryan thought. Even after these years, the sound of her voice hurt. Made him want to turn into a brooding teenager again. Nonetheless, it still amazed him that the love of his life so far was marrying...his brother. No matter how hard he tried to be happy for them, it still stung more than a wasp. That was why he hadn't spoken to them for so long.
"December 2nd, 6:20 PM- Hi honey, It's Kirsten. I know you got the invitations, and although we are so happy...you must be upset. Please come though, for your parents. We won't make you talk to them, you can even bring a date...are you seeing anyone in New York? Anyhow, please come. Let us know before hand if you're going to go to the engagement dinner. Bye honey! -End of message."
Ryan chuckled once he heard that. Sure, Kirsten wasn't like all the other Newpsies, but she sure loved to plan a party. Her and Julie Cooper were probably going nuts making sure it was perfect. For some reason, when she brought up a date, he thought instantly of Summer. Sure, they had just seen each other for the first time in 7 years that morning, but he felt that they had a connection. He had felt a hell of a lot closer to her now than in college, and heck, if Seth and Marissa could get together, they could too! Just a thought...
"December 2nd, 8:54 PM- Hey, Ryan? It's Summer. Did you get the invitation? Of course you got the incitation! Can you believe them? I haven't spoken to Seth in 7 years, Marissa in 5! Oh, I bet their trying to get back at me for something. Not to mention you! They both even left messages for me saying that I had to come to the engagement dinner! I think this calls for an emergency brunch. 10 AM Sharp, at Popover, Saturday morning! See you there!"
Speak of the devil, and she appears. Or in Ryan's case, think of the devil, and she leaves you a message on your answering machine. Either way, he was glad she called. It added just a bit of light to the whole thing. He found himself anticipating Saturday, when they could discuss this. Meanwhile, he had a gigantic mess of a situation to deal with.
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Note: So how was this one? Better? It was a bit of a filler, just to set
the storyline into motion. I have 2 more chapters written, so if you
review, I'll post 'em ASAP!