Chapter 14



A/N: Wow, I didn't get as many reviews as the previous times! But life shall go on…

Anyways…here we go…

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Previously...---

I just have to suck it up. I made the mistake as well as Cindy, I need to deal with the consequences.

"Hello this is Cindy."

Ryan took a deep breath. "Cindy, it's Ryan-"

"Ryan?"

"Yea, it's me…"

Silence filled the air.

Ryan cleared his throat. "Look, Cindy, I'm really sorry for the way I acted last night. I need to be reassured that the baby is actually mine.-"

"Are you implying that I'm a slut?"

Ryan was silent.

"Okay, fine. You don't know me well anyways. But, I'm not just a random whore, okay? I haven't had sex for six months. Some vow my therapist made me do."

Shit, she's probably telling the truth. What did I get myself into?

"Look Cindy, if it's mine, then I guess I'm going to have to deal with it." Ryan sighed.

Cindy herself sighed. "Wow, thanks Ryan. I'll keep you updated on the progress. I'll give you some time to enjoy being a single, no-worries guy."

"Okay sure, Cindy. Remember, no alcohol or coffee or drugs." Ryan might not really know Cindy, but he still wanted her to fare well and his child to be healthy.

"It's fine Ryan. I know how to take care of myself." Cindy laughed into the phone.

"Take care."

"You too, I'll be fine." Cindy hung up.

Ryan looked at his cell phone. What the hell just happened?

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Marissa was so caught up in the moment, being at Summer's gorgeous studio and looking at beautiful clothes.

"What are those?" Summer pointed to the magazines Marissa were holding.

"What, what? Oh, these." Everything rushed back to Marissa-the tabloids and the photos and the accusations. "Well, I have to give you these magazines on fashion." Marissa handed 20 magazines to one of Summer's assistants.

Summer gave her a look. "Right, okay, thanks…"

"Long story…" Marissa said. "Oh and look at these." She tossed the tabloids onto a nearby table.

"Oh My God!" Summer gawked.

"I know," Seth said.

On the cover was a picture of Marissa, Ryan, and Ethan, all holding hands. The article claimed that Marissa had a kid and this mystery man-Ryan-was the father.

"Wow." That was all Summer could squeeze out.

"I know, isn't this awful?" Marissa nearly broke into tears.

"Hey, hey, hey…Marissa it's not that bad… Look at the bright side, it's giving you more popularity!" Seth said, trying to comfort Marissa.

They both threw him dirty looks.

"Hey, I was just trying to help. Okay…shutting up now…"

"You know what this all your fault, Seth." Summer exclaimed.

"What?!? How is this MY fault?" Seth asked, bewildered beyond doubt.

"Well," Summer continued, "Look, Ethan is our kid. But, he has blue eyes, that sort of match Ryan's eyes."

"And…how again, is this my fault?" Seth asked again, still confused.

"How the heck did all our kids have blue eyes? Well, Mr. Smarty, your parents have blue eyes! You transferred the genes." Summer explained.

"Righto."

A pause followed. They just looked at the tabloid. Marissa was glaring, Summer giving it her infamous evil eye, and Seth finding it fairly amusing. He tried to stifle a laugh but didn't succeed.

"Are you laughing, Cohen??"

"Okay, Summer. I wasn't laughing, okay, maybe just a tiny bit. But, think about this, this might boost Marissa's career. Just tell your publicist to issue a statement saying that it wasn't true, it was your godson, that Ryan is just a casual family friend, and blah, blah, blah. Comprendo? There problem solved."

"You know what Seth, you're a genius."

"Why thank you, Marissa."

"Let's get some lunch and head back and give Ryan the shock of his life." Seth suggested.

"Ooh, and some shopping!" Marissa added

"I caaaaaaaaannnnnnnnn'tttttttt, Sethhhhh. The show is TO-MORR-OW. I can't just ditch it just for some fun in taunting, Chino." Summer thought about her last part of the statement. "Ehh, whatever. I can ditch." Summer put all her stuff down. "Lorenzo, I'm leaving. Do the finishing touches!"

Summer put her arm around Seth and Marissa and they strode out with the tabloids in their hands.

"Ooh, Lorenzo. Sounds like a sexy man…" Seth commented.

"What?!?" Marissa and Summer exclaimed in unison, Heads turning towards Seth.

Seth shrugged.



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Ryan idled around the penthouse. You would think that staying in a penthouse suite in the Four Seasons would be glamorous and exciting, but, no, Ryan was finding it very dull. Ug, it was really, really, really dull. Ryan looked at the time, it showed 1:00.

"I am going to DIE of boredom." Ryan exclaimed. He plopped down onto the couch and turned the T.V. on. He flipped through the channels. ESPN-golf-which was the most boring sport, MTV-wait why was he watching MTV? He was 26 for god sakes, not 16, Soap Operas-um…not his territory, god there was nothing good on. He flipped onto some entertainment show. They were talking about upcoming movies.

"And this movie, coming up Friday, is sure to be a huge hit. It is widely anticipated, with one of the up and coming actresses, Ava Sebastian." The announcer said.

Ryan watched a preview of the movie. It showed Cindy's face. Wait, Cindy? Why was Cindy on this movie trailer?

"And you just saw Ava, on Riding the Wave." The announcer continued.

Wait, was there something missing here? Why was she there on that screen, on that show?

Ryan dialed Cindy's number.

"Hey, Ryan!"

"God, caller ID freaks me out. It's like people are psychic." Ryan said.

"Okay…"

"Cindy, I think there's something you aren't telling me. I just the trailer for a movie, and you were in it…"

Cindy laughed into the phone.

"Uh…Cindy, care to fill me in?"

"Okay, sure Ryan. You see I'm from Idaho… IDAHO! There's nothing glamorous about that. And the name Cindy…ick…that is a bad name. I couldn't go into show business with that…So, I developed a stage name, Ava Sebastian."

Ryan was amazed, "So, wait, you're a famous movie star?" Wow, this was getting way too weird. He just had a knack for knocking up girls who had were famous.

"Yea, I am. Hey Ryan, come to my house for some late lunch. We'll talk and I'll cook some food for us."

"Sure, when should I come."

"Why don't you come now? I live in LA. Uh, 504 Battery Lane."

"Sure I'll see you in a bit." Ryan hung up.

Ryan went into his room to change.

The t.v. was still on. The show came back from commercial.

"Another story today, in our hot gossip of the week is Marissa's night out. She was seen holding hands…"

(In Ryan's room)

Ryan fumbled around trying to find something suitable to wear.

(On the TV)

"This is some major information. In the pictures they seemed to be very happy together."

(In Ryan's room)

Ryan settled on dark blue baggy jeans and a black button down shirt. He started to change.

(On the TV)

"Witnesses told us that they seemed to know each other very well. They said that they acted like a couple, and that the behavior towards the boy was like that of family."

(In Ryan's room)

Ryan finished dressing. He sprayed some cologne on and put some gel in his hair. He brushed his shirt and took one last look at the mirror. Ryan was ready to go. He stepped out of his room.

The TV was still blaring.

Ryan looked up at it.

"And that is it for today, we'll see you tomorrow." The announcer said.

Ryan grabbed the remote and switched the TV off.

He took the paper that he wrote the address on and walked to the kitchen area. He needed a car to drive to the place. On the counter, there was a large case. Ryan, the curious one that he is, opened it. It was a suitcase full of car keys. Summer being the neat freak that she was, had labeled every car. Ryan decided on the black Porsche. He took out the keys and ran out of the apartment, taking his hotel key with him.

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"Oh my god, this is so fun!" Summer squealed.

"I know!" Marissa squealed back.

Seth rolled his eyes. He was getting a serious headache. They were at some fancy schmany boutique, and the girls were driving him nuts.

"Can we go back now?" Seth pleaded, giving her his puppy eye face.

Summer gave in, "Fine just five more minutes."

Seth sighed and plopped into a chair, knowing that the five minutes promised would turn into another hour.


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Ryan was cruising along. He had punched in the address into the GPS, and according to it, he was getting pretty close to her house.

"Take a left here." The freaky voice stated.

Ryan obliged.

"You have reached your destination."

What? Ryan looked at the long driveway ahead of him. He drove in. He stopped at the black, iron-wrought gates, but Cindy or Ava, must of knew he was coming because the gates swung open. Ryan continued. Ryan parked the car at the front of the house. The house was really beautiful. It was huge, and it was sort of Spanish. It had white walls and a red overlapping roof. Cindy walked out of the door.

For the first time, Ryan actually really looked at her. He was drunk the night before, and hadn't really looked at her beauty. Cindy was really a movie star, tall, with beautiful features, and a nice figure. She had a summer dress on. She was truly a country girl at heart, Ryan could tell. He walked up to Cindy who was standing next to the door, leaning on one of the pillars. He walked right up to her and looked straight into her eyes. Their eyes met, and Cindy pulled in for a long kiss.

Surprisingly, Ryan didn't resist.

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