A/N Yeah so here is my update! I have to admit I didn't realize
everyone missed me so much. But it makes me happy. Every ones reviews
on my Comforting role reversals have been very sweet. And rest assured now
that I have a computer that functions quite nicely I will def. be updating
more regularly. I spent freaking $2,000 dollars on this damn computer I
better freakin update. Oh and yeah I know a few people wanted that
censored bit out of my last chapter. I've decided after much thought, (see
I'm Irish catholic and my mother has instilled the fear of corrupting
youths into my head. Guilt sucks!) that there is like a twin site called
www.adultfanfiction.net and I'll post it their under the title getting a
good nights sex! How bout that.
Marissa and Ryan sat side by side across from Seth and Summer in the lounge at school. Seth was rambling on again about how unappreciative Summer was of the fun to be had when playing Magic the Gathering while Ryan and Marissa who were supposedly paying attention were truly lost in a shared fantasy.
Neither teen had been able to get the events of this morning out of their heads and now sitting so close was causing thoughts to turn into day dreams. Ryan absently stroked his thumb over the exposed skin of Marissa's knee, while Marissa played with the hair on the back of Ryan's neck.
Ryan had been in deep concentration thinking about how great Marissa had felt wrapped around his body that he hadn't noticed that his hand had begun steadily sliding further and further up Marissa's leg. Ryan's hand had just slipped beneath Marissa's skirt when Seth and S Summer noticed his actions.
Seth and Summer took a closer look at their best friends and then looked at each other before breaking into full out hysteria. The sounds of Seth and Summer laughing broke the two out of their reveries.
Marissa noticed before Ryan did exactly how high his hand was on her thigh and blushed deeply looking away from the group. Ryan looked at Marissa and when she refused to make eye contact he looked back at Seth and Summer.
Frustration grew inside Ryan when no one would meet his eye. How was he supposed to give them his look if they wouldn't look at him? Giving up Ryan decided to vocalize his question.
"What?" Ryan said in his agitated tone while throwing his hands up in the customary gesture. Ryan's quick hand gesture caused Marissa's tight skirt to tear. Horrified that he had just ripped Marissa's skirt Ryan began to blush.
Marissa heard the skirt rip and without thought removed Ryan's button down shirt to cover her bright pink panties. Ryan in a protective apologetic gesture moved Marissa closer to him wrapping both of his arms around her.
Seth at the sight of Ryan and Marissa began to go beyond hysteria. He laughed and laughed till almost the whole room was looking. Summer looked at the nearly traumatized Marissa and tried to repress her giggles and slapped Seth in the head.
"Sum!" Marissa squealed in unison with Seth.
"I'm gonna go get you your gym uniform –Rissa. I'll" Summer started laughing a new before she could finish her sentence "Be right back." Summer finished darting out of the lounge with Seth in toe.
A teacher that had noticed Seth's laughing started to come over to Ryan and Marissa. When he approached the first thing he saw was Marissa's giant bruise. "Marissa may I talk to you in private for a second." Mr Beck asked as insistently as he could. Marissa and Ryan both noticed where his eye's were.
"Umm Mr. Beck I can't at the moment can I meet you later." Marissa asked not really wanting to explain why she needed to stay seated.
Marissa's refusal to talk to him only furthered his suspicion. "No Marissa I really must insist you speak with me now!"
"I can't I . . . My skirt ripped. Summer is getting me my gym uniform I can't stand up at the moment." Marissa blushed again feeling stupid. Ryan tightened his grasp on Marissa but looked the other way. He felt guilty now and wasn't sure Mr. Beck should see that. But if was to late Mr. Beck had noticed the guilty look before Ryan had.
"Alright Marissa but as soon as you have pulled yourself together I want to see you in my class room." Mr. Beck walked away without looking back at the couple sitting in the lounge. It wasn't hard for him to believe that Ryan would hit Marissa. He hit everyone else so logically it had only been a matter of time before he hit Marissa as well. It could be her new step father or her father for that matter Mr. Beck mused but his money was on Ryan.
Summer came back with Marissa's gym shorts and T-shirt throwing them in her lap before flopping down on the couch opposite them to catch her breath. Summer began talking while still staring at the ceiling. "I ran all the way there and back you had better . . ." Summer looked over at Marissa and noticed the bruise on her chest, "Be grateful. Marissa what the hell happened to you?" Summer asked concern writing clearly over her features.
Marissa having successfully slipped her pants on under Ryan's shirt stood up quickly and excused herself to the bathroom, and to see Mr. Beck. Summer stood up to follow her best friend hoping to get some information out of her but she was stopped by Ryan's hand on her arm.
Summer looked down at his hand and it's light grip on her arm purely out of shock but Ryan took it as annoyance and quickly withdrew it. Summer wasn't sure Ryan had ever touched her so now what ever he had to say seemed very interesting.
"Summer let her be I'll tell you what happened." Ryan said sitting back down on the couches. Summer sat beside him waiting for a response.
Ryan looked at Summer and felt all his self hatred and guilt rise to the surface. He couldn't get the sound of his Trey's voice screaming at him that he was no better then anyone else from Chino. Trey had always known Ryan thought himself better then the men in his life his mother's boyfriends, Trey, Trey's friends, because they all were abusive and he wasn't. But last night he had lost that distinction and became like every other man he knew to come up out of Chino.
Marissa finished changing in the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a pair of Juicy Pants and a Juicy T-shirt that said "Drop Him". She tossed her ruined skirt in the garbage then looked at Ryan's black button down shirt. She didn't really need it anymore, the bruise was covered but she had enjoyed wearing it.
The shirt had smelled like him. And having that smell surround her all day was nice. She knew it didn't match, and didn't look particularly good over her new attire but she didn't really care. She slipped Ryan's shirt back on and steeled herself for the impending talk with Mr. Beck.
She knew he wanted to talk about her new very large very angry bruise. She knew he either thought Ryan or her father had done it. She knew he thought she was being abused. What she didn't know was what she was going to tell him.
Marissa and Ryan sat side by side across from Seth and Summer in the lounge at school. Seth was rambling on again about how unappreciative Summer was of the fun to be had when playing Magic the Gathering while Ryan and Marissa who were supposedly paying attention were truly lost in a shared fantasy.
Neither teen had been able to get the events of this morning out of their heads and now sitting so close was causing thoughts to turn into day dreams. Ryan absently stroked his thumb over the exposed skin of Marissa's knee, while Marissa played with the hair on the back of Ryan's neck.
Ryan had been in deep concentration thinking about how great Marissa had felt wrapped around his body that he hadn't noticed that his hand had begun steadily sliding further and further up Marissa's leg. Ryan's hand had just slipped beneath Marissa's skirt when Seth and S Summer noticed his actions.
Seth and Summer took a closer look at their best friends and then looked at each other before breaking into full out hysteria. The sounds of Seth and Summer laughing broke the two out of their reveries.
Marissa noticed before Ryan did exactly how high his hand was on her thigh and blushed deeply looking away from the group. Ryan looked at Marissa and when she refused to make eye contact he looked back at Seth and Summer.
Frustration grew inside Ryan when no one would meet his eye. How was he supposed to give them his look if they wouldn't look at him? Giving up Ryan decided to vocalize his question.
"What?" Ryan said in his agitated tone while throwing his hands up in the customary gesture. Ryan's quick hand gesture caused Marissa's tight skirt to tear. Horrified that he had just ripped Marissa's skirt Ryan began to blush.
Marissa heard the skirt rip and without thought removed Ryan's button down shirt to cover her bright pink panties. Ryan in a protective apologetic gesture moved Marissa closer to him wrapping both of his arms around her.
Seth at the sight of Ryan and Marissa began to go beyond hysteria. He laughed and laughed till almost the whole room was looking. Summer looked at the nearly traumatized Marissa and tried to repress her giggles and slapped Seth in the head.
"Sum!" Marissa squealed in unison with Seth.
"I'm gonna go get you your gym uniform –Rissa. I'll" Summer started laughing a new before she could finish her sentence "Be right back." Summer finished darting out of the lounge with Seth in toe.
A teacher that had noticed Seth's laughing started to come over to Ryan and Marissa. When he approached the first thing he saw was Marissa's giant bruise. "Marissa may I talk to you in private for a second." Mr Beck asked as insistently as he could. Marissa and Ryan both noticed where his eye's were.
"Umm Mr. Beck I can't at the moment can I meet you later." Marissa asked not really wanting to explain why she needed to stay seated.
Marissa's refusal to talk to him only furthered his suspicion. "No Marissa I really must insist you speak with me now!"
"I can't I . . . My skirt ripped. Summer is getting me my gym uniform I can't stand up at the moment." Marissa blushed again feeling stupid. Ryan tightened his grasp on Marissa but looked the other way. He felt guilty now and wasn't sure Mr. Beck should see that. But if was to late Mr. Beck had noticed the guilty look before Ryan had.
"Alright Marissa but as soon as you have pulled yourself together I want to see you in my class room." Mr. Beck walked away without looking back at the couple sitting in the lounge. It wasn't hard for him to believe that Ryan would hit Marissa. He hit everyone else so logically it had only been a matter of time before he hit Marissa as well. It could be her new step father or her father for that matter Mr. Beck mused but his money was on Ryan.
Summer came back with Marissa's gym shorts and T-shirt throwing them in her lap before flopping down on the couch opposite them to catch her breath. Summer began talking while still staring at the ceiling. "I ran all the way there and back you had better . . ." Summer looked over at Marissa and noticed the bruise on her chest, "Be grateful. Marissa what the hell happened to you?" Summer asked concern writing clearly over her features.
Marissa having successfully slipped her pants on under Ryan's shirt stood up quickly and excused herself to the bathroom, and to see Mr. Beck. Summer stood up to follow her best friend hoping to get some information out of her but she was stopped by Ryan's hand on her arm.
Summer looked down at his hand and it's light grip on her arm purely out of shock but Ryan took it as annoyance and quickly withdrew it. Summer wasn't sure Ryan had ever touched her so now what ever he had to say seemed very interesting.
"Summer let her be I'll tell you what happened." Ryan said sitting back down on the couches. Summer sat beside him waiting for a response.
Ryan looked at Summer and felt all his self hatred and guilt rise to the surface. He couldn't get the sound of his Trey's voice screaming at him that he was no better then anyone else from Chino. Trey had always known Ryan thought himself better then the men in his life his mother's boyfriends, Trey, Trey's friends, because they all were abusive and he wasn't. But last night he had lost that distinction and became like every other man he knew to come up out of Chino.
Marissa finished changing in the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a pair of Juicy Pants and a Juicy T-shirt that said "Drop Him". She tossed her ruined skirt in the garbage then looked at Ryan's black button down shirt. She didn't really need it anymore, the bruise was covered but she had enjoyed wearing it.
The shirt had smelled like him. And having that smell surround her all day was nice. She knew it didn't match, and didn't look particularly good over her new attire but she didn't really care. She slipped Ryan's shirt back on and steeled herself for the impending talk with Mr. Beck.
She knew he wanted to talk about her new very large very angry bruise. She knew he either thought Ryan or her father had done it. She knew he thought she was being abused. What she didn't know was what she was going to tell him.