Chapter 4
Theresa looked herself over in the mirror. Thank god the only bruises were on her arms. Even those would go away quickly. She pulled on Ryan's t-shirt that he had given her to sleep in. She laughs when she reads 'Monster Trucks '99' on the front of the shirt in bold letters.
She remembered when they had gone to that when they were in middle school, and she wouldn't let him buy her a shirt because that meant that she was his girlfriend, and that she hated boys. And that the only reason she hung around with him was because he was just like one of the girls.
He didn't speak to her for the rest of the night, but finally gave in a on the drive home when Theresa made her cross eyed face. He was always a sucker for that face.
She pulls her hair back in pony-tail, and flips the light off as she begins walking down the hall to Ryan's room. She opens the door, seeing him making himself a place on the floor to sleep.
" What the hell are you doing?" says Theresa, with a small laugh.
" I figured you wanted the bed." says Ryan.
" Don't be stupid." says Theresa, laying down on the right side of the bed.
Ryan looks down at her.
" It's not a big deal, Theresa. I know after what happendtonight-" says Ryan.
" Get in the bed, Ryan. If I wanted you on the floor, I would have said so." says Theresa.
Ryan gets in the bed, taking the pillow off of the floor and laying it on his side.
" Or I would have just pushed you off." jokes Theresa.
" You mean like you did that one time-" says Ryan.
" Ok, we were thirteen and you were seriously getting too close for comfort, alright?" says Theresa.
" You said I was the scum of the earth and that we'd never be in the same bed again." says Ryan, laughing.
" Shutup! I didn't say that." says Theresa, playfully smacking him on the shoulder.
Ryan gives her a look.
" Ok, maybe I said that." says Theresa, kissing him on the lips.
Ryan takes her arms and begins kissing it up and down where the bruises were, after the kiss broke. Theresa smiles, watching him do this.
" Did you call my mom?" says Theresa.
" Yes, I told her you weren't feeling well and were just going to crash here." says Ryan, continuing to kiss her.
Theresa lays her head on the pillow, as she and Ryan stare into eachothers eyes. They both fell asleep hand in hand, each wondering how they got so lucky.
THE END