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"Beam me up Scotty" borrowed from Star Trek
The night was beautiful. A full moon hung heavily in the sky, lighting the grounds like a spotlight. Emily sat on the soft grass staring at the man in the moon and wished he would take her away. Beam me up, Scotty. Sighing she got up and headed for the pool house. She needed to get her things and head home.
As she turned, rustling sounds came from the bushes. Startled, she let out a small yelp. Laughter accompanied Ryan as he stepped out of the shrub.
Emily: Atwood! Is it your intention to give me cardiac arrest? One of these days.... Did you get your movies?
Ryan: Yeah, Summer and Seth are arguing about which one to watch first.
Still chuckling he came closer until he was close enough to take her in his arms. The smile faded from his face as he softly slid his hands around her waist. She saw the moonlight dancing in his blond hair. Shadows covered his face so she could not read his eyes. Her mind was racing. She should move away... why wasn't her feet moving... this should not be happening. Slowly he lowered his face toward hers. At the last possible second she finally got her body to respond and she lowered her face.
Ryan" Just once.. just once", he murmured.
She lifted her face and met his eyes. This time she could read his eyes very well but before his mouth could claim hers she pressed her fingertips to his lips.
Emily: Can't do it...I'm afraid it might be like those potato chips.. can't have just one...
Her voice was a strained whisper and her tears threatened to spill over.
Ryan: And the problem with that is?
Emily searched his face for a moment before she spoke.
Emily: Atwood.. I think I could fall for you... maybe some part of me already has... this has been a year from hell for everyone... hell the whole damned planet for all I know.. I don't know about you but I don't know what I feel about anything right now. Everything is all upside down and what about you and Marissa? Let's not do anything we'll be sorry for. Maybe it's our destiny to just be friends...
Ryan: All of these feelings I have for you aren't friendship...
Emily: I don't think you know what they are and neither do I.
She broke the circle of his arms and stepped away.
Emily: I'm going home tonight. It's time. I 'll see you at school Tuesday if the doctor releases me.
She turned toward the pool house and felt his hand on her arm.
Ryan: Wait... stay... I'll behave.
Emily: Dufus, it isn't about behaving.. it's just time to go home. You have issues, I have issues.. everyone has issues and it's high time I started dealing with mine.
She smiled gently at him as she removed his hand and headed to the pool house.
He let her go, knowing there wasn't anything else he could do.
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Marissa changed into one of her sexiest dresses. She wanted to knock Ryan's eyes out! She took a bag with her just incase she would be spending the night. Out the door she went wearing a secret smile.
When she pulled up at the Cohen's she saw Emily's bike parked out front. Why was she still here? For a second her jealousy found its way to the surface again. She really needed to stop thinking like that. If she were to get Ryan back completely she would have to act a lot different.
She parked the car and decided she would bypass the house and go straight to the pool house and leave her bag. If she was lucky Ryan would be out there instead of in the house. She marveled at the moon.. how bright it was tonight, just like a spotlight. As she rounded the corner of the house she stopped. Two people stood together in the moonlight. Their bodies were touching and their heads were bent close together.
Marissa turned and ran back to the truck. Tears coursed down her face. She opened the back door of the truck and threw her bag in. That was when she saw the bottle... It had been here waiting for her all this time. No one had been in her truck.. no one had seen it waiting.
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Ryan was still there when Emily came out with her pack.
Ryan: I'll give you a ride. You can pick up your bike when you are up to it.
Emily: No... I'll take my bike tonight.. I'll be fine.
Ryan set his jaw and started to argue.
Emily: Ryan, it is settled.. I am taking my bike. I already said good bye to Kirsten and Sandy so see you Tuesday. Tell Seth and Summer bye for me.
Ryan: Hey, it's the weekend. I'll be out to check on you.
Emily: No you won't. Marissa will be home and you need to be with her, end of discussion. Please don't make this harder than it has to be.
Ryan nodded reluctantly and headed to the pool house.
Her head had begun to throb and the rest of her wasn't too far behind. First thing when she got home she was taking some drugs and hitting the bed. As she came around the house, she saw a truck parked by her bike. Shit! Marissa was sitting on the seat of her bike. As Emily approached she saw the light reflected from the bottle she was rolling in her hands.
Emily: Hey, Marissa. Ryan's in the pool house.
Marissa: It doesn't matter.. I lost him.
Marissa raised her head and the naked anguish distorted her beautiful face.
Marissa: I lost him.... I saw you together, just now.
Emily: Marissa, you saw nothing because there is nothing to see.
So, what's that... flavor of the month? I thought you were through with that shit...
Marissa raised the bottle of vodka playing with the lid.
Marissa: I said it doesn't matter.. I love him... I could do it for him but he's gone.
The pain, frustration, anger and her mixed up emotions finally came to a head and Emily reached out and snatched the bottle from Marissa's hand.
Emily: What the fu ck is wrong with you? Are you totally gutless? Can't you do anything just because it needs done?
Waving the bottle in Marissa's face she continued her tirade.
Emily: You say you love him... well how much? How much do you love him? Enough to drag your sorry a$$ out the bottom of this bottle? Enough to continue getting help so you can be a decent partner to him? Ryan and I are friends. I had a stupid idea you and I might get to be friends too but that is shaping up to be a huge "no". And even if he was gone, why not do it for you or do you like the way you are?
Marissa was watching her with wide eyes. Emily opened the bottle and poured its contents onto the ground.
Leaning forward Emily looked straight into Marissa's eyes.
Emily: If I were you I would collect myself and go find my man. You have a lot of people pulling for you... right now I don't really see why they are bothering.. the very least you can do is try.
Emily picked up her pack.
Marissa: I would like that.
Emily: huh? Like what?
Marissa: If we could be friends.
Emily: We'll just have to see about that, won't we.
Marissa headed for the pool house. Emily looked after her for a moment, a tear slid down her cheek. Sighing she started her bike and headed home.