Well hello there! I can't wait to write this chapter! I'm really hoping this is gonna be a good one, it is in my head. Sorry I waited another week to update, but I've been pretty busy again latley, and of course depressed that the OC won't be returning for another 5 months!! Anyways, thanks for all of your reviews from the last chapter! Please R&R! Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: If I owned the OC, believe me, I'd be a little more excited than this.
Chapter 4: But You Came Back
Seth sat alone at the kitchen table while finishing up his Chinese take-out. Kirsten stood infront of the dishwasher loading tons of dirty plates, while Sandy stood in the refrigeratior, looking for a little something more. Seth looked out the window and saw something he didn't expect to see.
"Hey, mom, Marissa like. ..left. . .a couple hours ago right?" Seth studdered, very confused. He wanted to make sure that he wasn't just seeing things earlier, or right now.
"Uh, yeah, Seth. . .why? She asked.
"Well, um, unless this take-out is some weird Chinese vodo crap, Marissa is standing outside the poolhouse." Seth stated, still staring out at the glass doors, in shock.
"What" Sandy and Kirsten said at the same time, rushing over to the window.
All three Cohens now stood at the big glass window leading out to the pool, staring at the tall girl walking into the poolhouse and out of sight.
"Well," Seth started turning around, "That was just about the most confusing thing thats happened to me since Summer. . .well yeah, Summer."
"Hey."
At the sound of this voice, Ryan shot up, like a bullet hitting him in the stomach. It almost hurt a little, but he didn't care.
"Marissa?!"
"Well who'd you think it was?" Marissa asked, not meeting Ryan's baby blue eyes.
"I thought. . .I mean. . .I didn't think. . ." Ryan couldn't finish. He was so overwhelmed right now. He didn't even know what he was feeling. Some mixture of happiness, love and anger. All he knew was that he wanted to scream. He could maybe, if he wasn't Ryan Attwood.
Marissa set her pink bags down next to the poolhouse doors. She began to approach Ryan's bed. She took a big breath, and prepared herself for what she was going to say.
"Ryan, I tried to leave. I didn't want to, but I did." She could see words forming in his face, but she kept on talking, this was important. "I felt like I needed to leave. With everything that happened with Luke and my Mom, and then with us, and Caleb trying to get me to move in with him, it just felt like the only thing for me to do. Like, maybe things would have gone back to normal if I was gone." Tears started to form in her eyes. She sat down on Ryan's bed to steady herself.
"Come on, Riss, you know that's not true!" Ryan said with sympathy.
"Wait, listen." She said through her tears. "When we broke up, it was the last thing I wanted to do, really. I don't know why I did it. I trusted you, but. . .I don't know, something overcame me and it just happened. So, when I left, I started thinking of all the things. . .that I did wrong, or that I could have. . .no. . .should have done instead." She said.
"Marissa just-" Ryan started, but Marissa stopped him again.
"-When you were holding my hand, you know, before I left, I knew what a mistake I was making. But I had to keep going. Because I knew I was hurting everyone, and I just couldn't do it anymore." She couldn't handle little tears anymore. She started sobbing uncontrollably, and had to take deep gasps of air through her words. "But, you, Ry. I didn't realize how much I was hurting you. With you, it was different, you know? You were the first person who said 'I love you' without wanting anything from me. And when we were talking, you always looked me in the eye, and I knew you were listening." She let out a little supressed laugh. "And. . .all those times when you said I love you, you meant it. Like those words were made just for me. No one's ever done that for me, Ry. No one. I love you."
Ryan was speechless. He wanted to say I love you back, but he just couldn't process the words. He could feel tears staining his cheeks. He had never cried before this. Not for anyone. But for Marissa, he would do anything. He knew this was what love felt like. For real this time. He pulled her into a deep kiss. Not a small soft one, but a deep, hard, pasionate kiss. Ryan never realized how much he loved Marissa, untill this very moment. And although everything seemed totally perfect, it hurt. He loved her so much, that it actually hurt him, even when he was happy.
"I love you too." He managed.
Marissa smiled into his mouth, and she couldn't stop. This was the happiest moment of her life. He could feel her smiling, and that made him smile too.
Ryan started to kiss all along her face, then up to her ear. He nibbled at it playfully and worked his way down to her neck. Marissa giggled and pushed him down onto his back and started to take off his wife beater.
"So. . .what do you think they're. . .um. . .doing?" Seth asked, scrunching his nose up in descgust as to what he was thinking.
"Well, son, I don't know. But maybe. . .we should just, you know, not go in there untill morning. . .?" Sandy replied.
"Yeah, well, I'm off to bed." Kirsten said uncomfortably.
"Yeah. . .me too." Sandy said.
"Uh huh. . .yeah, um, see you in the morning." Seth added.
Everyone in the Cohen household seemed to have fallen asleep, as it was getting to be past one o' clock. But those in the poolhouse were still wide awake, and making their dreams. . .come true.
Well, I hope you enjoyed that chapter! I have to say, it was one I was very fond of myself. Please review if you want me to continue!! I look foreward to writing another chapter! :)
Margo
Disclaimer: If I owned the OC, believe me, I'd be a little more excited than this.
Chapter 4: But You Came Back
Seth sat alone at the kitchen table while finishing up his Chinese take-out. Kirsten stood infront of the dishwasher loading tons of dirty plates, while Sandy stood in the refrigeratior, looking for a little something more. Seth looked out the window and saw something he didn't expect to see.
"Hey, mom, Marissa like. ..left. . .a couple hours ago right?" Seth studdered, very confused. He wanted to make sure that he wasn't just seeing things earlier, or right now.
"Uh, yeah, Seth. . .why? She asked.
"Well, um, unless this take-out is some weird Chinese vodo crap, Marissa is standing outside the poolhouse." Seth stated, still staring out at the glass doors, in shock.
"What" Sandy and Kirsten said at the same time, rushing over to the window.
All three Cohens now stood at the big glass window leading out to the pool, staring at the tall girl walking into the poolhouse and out of sight.
"Well," Seth started turning around, "That was just about the most confusing thing thats happened to me since Summer. . .well yeah, Summer."
"Hey."
At the sound of this voice, Ryan shot up, like a bullet hitting him in the stomach. It almost hurt a little, but he didn't care.
"Marissa?!"
"Well who'd you think it was?" Marissa asked, not meeting Ryan's baby blue eyes.
"I thought. . .I mean. . .I didn't think. . ." Ryan couldn't finish. He was so overwhelmed right now. He didn't even know what he was feeling. Some mixture of happiness, love and anger. All he knew was that he wanted to scream. He could maybe, if he wasn't Ryan Attwood.
Marissa set her pink bags down next to the poolhouse doors. She began to approach Ryan's bed. She took a big breath, and prepared herself for what she was going to say.
"Ryan, I tried to leave. I didn't want to, but I did." She could see words forming in his face, but she kept on talking, this was important. "I felt like I needed to leave. With everything that happened with Luke and my Mom, and then with us, and Caleb trying to get me to move in with him, it just felt like the only thing for me to do. Like, maybe things would have gone back to normal if I was gone." Tears started to form in her eyes. She sat down on Ryan's bed to steady herself.
"Come on, Riss, you know that's not true!" Ryan said with sympathy.
"Wait, listen." She said through her tears. "When we broke up, it was the last thing I wanted to do, really. I don't know why I did it. I trusted you, but. . .I don't know, something overcame me and it just happened. So, when I left, I started thinking of all the things. . .that I did wrong, or that I could have. . .no. . .should have done instead." She said.
"Marissa just-" Ryan started, but Marissa stopped him again.
"-When you were holding my hand, you know, before I left, I knew what a mistake I was making. But I had to keep going. Because I knew I was hurting everyone, and I just couldn't do it anymore." She couldn't handle little tears anymore. She started sobbing uncontrollably, and had to take deep gasps of air through her words. "But, you, Ry. I didn't realize how much I was hurting you. With you, it was different, you know? You were the first person who said 'I love you' without wanting anything from me. And when we were talking, you always looked me in the eye, and I knew you were listening." She let out a little supressed laugh. "And. . .all those times when you said I love you, you meant it. Like those words were made just for me. No one's ever done that for me, Ry. No one. I love you."
Ryan was speechless. He wanted to say I love you back, but he just couldn't process the words. He could feel tears staining his cheeks. He had never cried before this. Not for anyone. But for Marissa, he would do anything. He knew this was what love felt like. For real this time. He pulled her into a deep kiss. Not a small soft one, but a deep, hard, pasionate kiss. Ryan never realized how much he loved Marissa, untill this very moment. And although everything seemed totally perfect, it hurt. He loved her so much, that it actually hurt him, even when he was happy.
"I love you too." He managed.
Marissa smiled into his mouth, and she couldn't stop. This was the happiest moment of her life. He could feel her smiling, and that made him smile too.
Ryan started to kiss all along her face, then up to her ear. He nibbled at it playfully and worked his way down to her neck. Marissa giggled and pushed him down onto his back and started to take off his wife beater.
"So. . .what do you think they're. . .um. . .doing?" Seth asked, scrunching his nose up in descgust as to what he was thinking.
"Well, son, I don't know. But maybe. . .we should just, you know, not go in there untill morning. . .?" Sandy replied.
"Yeah, well, I'm off to bed." Kirsten said uncomfortably.
"Yeah. . .me too." Sandy said.
"Uh huh. . .yeah, um, see you in the morning." Seth added.
Everyone in the Cohen household seemed to have fallen asleep, as it was getting to be past one o' clock. But those in the poolhouse were still wide awake, and making their dreams. . .come true.
Well, I hope you enjoyed that chapter! I have to say, it was one I was very fond of myself. Please review if you want me to continue!! I look foreward to writing another chapter! :)
Margo