A/N- Hey! Sorry I haven't been writing that much. Long story, I won't
torture you with it. I have been reading spoilers like CRAZY! (lol Margo)
but they don't help much, but I know something that makes me happy but I
won't tell you people who like to wait to be shocked. Anyway, here we
goooo! (FYI in case you forgot you might wanna look at the last couple
sentences in the last chapter so you can remember what's goin on)
"Theresa?" said Julie Cooper with a strange look on her face. "Who's Theresa? Honey, are you feeling okay?" Marissa was still hanging with her mouth open, staring at her mom. "Marissa? MARISSA! There is nobody named Theresa here!"
Marissa shook her head, snapping back to reality. "I'm okay, mom, I just was thinking about someone and I just.....anyways, I'm fine. What are you doing here?"
Julie looked uncomfortable. "Um, I just needed to talk to your dad about....um.....Kaitlin. I was just leaving. I'll see you later honey." She gave her daughter a quick peck on the cheek and walked out the door.
Marissa collapsed on the couch. She was getting a little paranoid. "Theresa doesn't even know where I live," she thought, trying to reassure herself. She sighed, and collapsed on the couch. She was ready for a good night's sleep.
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Ryan woke up the next morning. His body had ached that night, but not as bad. "One day at a time," he thought to himself.
He got up, got dressed, and headed into the kitchen. Seth was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper, and drinking a mug of the oh-so-addictive beverage we like to call coffee.
"Hey, my brotha!" chimed Seth, holding out his fist for a pound. Ryan couldn't help but laugh a little. "Humor me," sighed Seth. He laughed again and brought his fist down on his 'brother's.' Seth looked pleased.
Ryan pored himself a cup of joe and sat down on the table. He took a large gulp, letting the warm liquid flow down his throat. He exhaled, as if he had been holding his breath. Coffee seemed to temporarily relieve his stress, even though he didn't think he had any at the moment. He finished up, grabbed his books, and walked out the door, giving Seth a small wave.
He waited at the bottom of the driveway for the object of his affection. 5 minutes passed.....10 minutes.........."Why is she so late?" he wondered. His mind flashed back to last night, to Marissa crying, thinking Theresa was going to come after her.
She has strong feelings for you
It's easy to fall in love with you
I'm afraid that she's gonna come after me
He called her cell phone immediately. She picked up.
"Ryan?" she whispered.
"Marissa, are you okay?" he whispered, though he didn't know why.
"It happened!" she sobbed. "I was getting in the car to come get you, but she hopped in the car!" Her voice broke and she began sobbing again.
"Okay, Marissa, where are you?" he said, his stomach churning.
"I'm in Chino. I remember coming this way with you on Thanksgiving. I'm guessing I'm at her house."
"I'll be there as fast as I can," he said as he ran up the driveway. He didn't hear an answer. "She wouldn't really hurt her," Ryan assured himself. Seth was climbing into the driver's seat. "Seth, dude, I need the car. Marissa's in trouble. I don't have time to explain."
Seth looked confused, but he seemed to comprehend pretty quickly. "Okay, but let me come. You can explain on the way." Ryan didn't want him to come, but he didn't have time to argue.
"Fine, get in and call your mom or dad," he sighed, slamming his foot on the gas pedal and zooming down the driveway.
Seth had a short conversation with Sandy, who seemed to understand. "He's calling the police," he said. "Now Lucy, you've got some splainin to do!" he said, trying to make Ryan feel a tad bit better.
Ryan closed his eyes for a moment, trying to figure out how Seth could joke at a time so serious. "Theresa got Marissa. That's pretty much all I know. I guess she's jealous or something."
Seth nodded, acting as if he understood, even though it was clear that he was confused. Ryan didn't care. The less he knew the better.
After what seemed like hours, they pulled up into Theresa's driveway. Ryan hopped out of the car practically before the car stopped, and ran up to the door, shoving it open. Seth followed soon after.
"MARISSA!" Ryan yelled at the top of his lungs. The house wasn't very big, and he hadn't meant to yell that loud, but he was so scared it just happened.
He heard a muffled voice coming from a room off to the right of the kitchen. Ryan ran into what he knew was Theresa's room, and kicked open the door, with Seth following once again.
Ryan stopped dead in his tracks in the doorway, causing Seth to run into his back.
"Marissa! Theresa!" Ryan gasped.
There was blood on the carpet.
The question was, whose blood was it?
Ryan knew instantly.
"Oh My God," he breathed. "What have you done?"
A/N- Now you knew I was gonna do that! And the basic idea for this chapter was given to me by Margo (Now you can feel special) I'll write soon!
Mrs. McKenzie
"Theresa?" said Julie Cooper with a strange look on her face. "Who's Theresa? Honey, are you feeling okay?" Marissa was still hanging with her mouth open, staring at her mom. "Marissa? MARISSA! There is nobody named Theresa here!"
Marissa shook her head, snapping back to reality. "I'm okay, mom, I just was thinking about someone and I just.....anyways, I'm fine. What are you doing here?"
Julie looked uncomfortable. "Um, I just needed to talk to your dad about....um.....Kaitlin. I was just leaving. I'll see you later honey." She gave her daughter a quick peck on the cheek and walked out the door.
Marissa collapsed on the couch. She was getting a little paranoid. "Theresa doesn't even know where I live," she thought, trying to reassure herself. She sighed, and collapsed on the couch. She was ready for a good night's sleep.
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Ryan woke up the next morning. His body had ached that night, but not as bad. "One day at a time," he thought to himself.
He got up, got dressed, and headed into the kitchen. Seth was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper, and drinking a mug of the oh-so-addictive beverage we like to call coffee.
"Hey, my brotha!" chimed Seth, holding out his fist for a pound. Ryan couldn't help but laugh a little. "Humor me," sighed Seth. He laughed again and brought his fist down on his 'brother's.' Seth looked pleased.
Ryan pored himself a cup of joe and sat down on the table. He took a large gulp, letting the warm liquid flow down his throat. He exhaled, as if he had been holding his breath. Coffee seemed to temporarily relieve his stress, even though he didn't think he had any at the moment. He finished up, grabbed his books, and walked out the door, giving Seth a small wave.
He waited at the bottom of the driveway for the object of his affection. 5 minutes passed.....10 minutes.........."Why is she so late?" he wondered. His mind flashed back to last night, to Marissa crying, thinking Theresa was going to come after her.
She has strong feelings for you
It's easy to fall in love with you
I'm afraid that she's gonna come after me
He called her cell phone immediately. She picked up.
"Ryan?" she whispered.
"Marissa, are you okay?" he whispered, though he didn't know why.
"It happened!" she sobbed. "I was getting in the car to come get you, but she hopped in the car!" Her voice broke and she began sobbing again.
"Okay, Marissa, where are you?" he said, his stomach churning.
"I'm in Chino. I remember coming this way with you on Thanksgiving. I'm guessing I'm at her house."
"I'll be there as fast as I can," he said as he ran up the driveway. He didn't hear an answer. "She wouldn't really hurt her," Ryan assured himself. Seth was climbing into the driver's seat. "Seth, dude, I need the car. Marissa's in trouble. I don't have time to explain."
Seth looked confused, but he seemed to comprehend pretty quickly. "Okay, but let me come. You can explain on the way." Ryan didn't want him to come, but he didn't have time to argue.
"Fine, get in and call your mom or dad," he sighed, slamming his foot on the gas pedal and zooming down the driveway.
Seth had a short conversation with Sandy, who seemed to understand. "He's calling the police," he said. "Now Lucy, you've got some splainin to do!" he said, trying to make Ryan feel a tad bit better.
Ryan closed his eyes for a moment, trying to figure out how Seth could joke at a time so serious. "Theresa got Marissa. That's pretty much all I know. I guess she's jealous or something."
Seth nodded, acting as if he understood, even though it was clear that he was confused. Ryan didn't care. The less he knew the better.
After what seemed like hours, they pulled up into Theresa's driveway. Ryan hopped out of the car practically before the car stopped, and ran up to the door, shoving it open. Seth followed soon after.
"MARISSA!" Ryan yelled at the top of his lungs. The house wasn't very big, and he hadn't meant to yell that loud, but he was so scared it just happened.
He heard a muffled voice coming from a room off to the right of the kitchen. Ryan ran into what he knew was Theresa's room, and kicked open the door, with Seth following once again.
Ryan stopped dead in his tracks in the doorway, causing Seth to run into his back.
"Marissa! Theresa!" Ryan gasped.
There was blood on the carpet.
The question was, whose blood was it?
Ryan knew instantly.
"Oh My God," he breathed. "What have you done?"
A/N- Now you knew I was gonna do that! And the basic idea for this chapter was given to me by Margo (Now you can feel special) I'll write soon!
Mrs. McKenzie