So this story had been in my head for a while and I figured I better start writing it now before the show catches up with me. I know this stuff has been done before, but not by me so…

I will still be working on my other story and I promise this will not be a Summer Ryan story, so you don't have to worry.

And Teresa probably won't exist in my story, which I'm sure will bring tears from many of you.

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Trey had his hand up to shield his eyes from the bright California sun as he walked out of jail. He didn't even stop to look back at the place that had been his home for the last year and a half. He felt like running. Doing anything he could to get a far away from that place as quickly as he could, but he didn't. The inmates were watching him, so he did his best to saunter casually away from the place. The time in jail had been hard and there had been times when Trey didn't think that he would survive. Especially when Gattas had sicked his boys on him.

Trey was ecstatic to be out of jail, but he had no where to go. He had 80 in his pocket and the clothes that he had been arrested in. Not much to start a new life with. He knew his mother was living with A.J. somewhere, but his mother had not invited him to stay with her. Not that Trey really wanted to anyway. He had had enough of A.J.'s shit. Fuckin' jail, they could at least give me a ride or something, Trey thought as he started to walk. He could have called a cab, but he wanted to hang on to what little money he had. As he was walking, Trey heard a lowrider bassin' out behind him. Shit, he thought, are they after me already?

"Hey buddy," Trey heard someone call from the car. He turned around ready to fight, but it was Arturo. Trey was relieved. At least he still out one friend. Trey jumped into the car and shared an elaborate handshake with Arturo. "You look good man, did you spend all your time pumping iron" Arturo asked. Trey flexed his arms and said, "Yea, in between getting my ass kicked by Gattas' boys. What the hell is his problem? I paid off the debt with that car." Arturo shook his head, "I don't know what his problem is man, but he is still pissed. He thinks you made him look bad. You messed with his cred. He's got everyone in Chino on the lookout for you. It didn't help that Ryan punched him when he dropped the car off." Trey looked up surprised. "Yea, probably because they were gonna jump him." Arturo continued. Shit, Trey thought, he didn't think they would mess with Ryan.

"Fuck man," Trey said while shaking his head, "I was hoping he would be over that shit by now." This was bad news. Trey was hoping he could slip back into life in Chino without having to deal with this crap. He had been planning on getting a job at a garage somewhere. He was good with cars and that was about the only legal skill he had. Trey knew that if he wanted to get right with Gattas he would probably have to steal another car for him. Trey had spent a long time in jail thinking about his life. That was one of the problems with jail, there was too much time to think. Trey had decided to go straight when he got out. No more stealing cars or breaking into houses, but the news about Gattas worried him.

"You can stay at my place tonight, but word is gonna travel pretty quickly that you are out." Arturo said with lighting up a joint. He took a long hit and passed it over to Trey, who grabbed the joint appreciatively. "This is some pretty good shit, so watch out, I'm sure you're a lightweight now," Arturo said teasingly as Trey took several puffs. "I missed this shit in jail," Trey said before he started to cough. "I guess so man, you can't even hold your smoke anymore." They finished off the rest of the joint in silence. Trey's whole plan he had been working on in jail was shot. He didn't want to spend the rest of his life in jail, like his father, and this beef with Gattas could lead him there.

While his brother was getting out of one big house, Ryan sat at the kitchen table of his big house and tried to cram for a physics test. Ryan had no idea that Trey was getting out of jail. They didn't talk much. Ryan had last heard from Trey at Christmas, but the last time he had seen him was when he and Marissa picked up the stolen car from Arturo. Trey had told him to forget about him and go on with his life and, Ryan hated to admit it, but he had. Stealing cars and drug deals were not a part of Ryan's life anymore.

"Dude, you studied for like hours last night what else can you cram in your brain?" Seth asked as he walked into the kitchen. "Hopefully this stupid equation," Ryan mumbled though a mouth full of cereal. Seth whistled a cheerful tune as he poured himself a bowl of cereal. Ryan looked up from his book and gave Seth a look that caused him to stop whistling. Seth had been so happy now that he and Summer were back together and it was starting to annoy Ryan. He wanted to be happy for Seth, and he was, but at the same time Ryan was hurt by Lindsey moving to Chicago and being around the happy couple was hard. Ryan understood why Lindsey had to go, but it still hurt that yet another person had left him.

"So, got any big plans for the weekend?" Seth asked. "Not really." Ryan answered with out looking up from his book. "Oh come one, I'm sure you have some brooding planned." When Ryan didn't answer Seth continued, "What about doing something with Marissa?" Ryan stood up and began packing his books into his school bag. "Why would I do something with Marissa?"

"Oh, come on man admit it. There was all sorts of sexual tension between you guys at the mall." Ryan remembered what he had heard Marissa say to Summer at the mall. When he had heard her say that he was the only one Marissa had ever really loved, it got him thinking. Ryan had been with lots of girls in his life, but he had never felt about anyone the way he felt about Marissa. Despite all of her shit that he had to deal with. "Yea well, I don't think I have the … ah right … equipment for her anymore." Ryan stammered. "Oh come on, all chicks go through a little lesbian phase," Seth surmised. "Has Summer gone through her lesbian phase yet? Oh no wait, that will probably happen after you guys are done."

"Hey, I did not turn Alex into lesbian," Seth cried in his defense as his mother walked into the kitchen. Seth turned a bright shade of red and Ryan had to turn away to hide his laughter. Kirsten cleared her throat, "I don't think I even want to know what you guys are talking about. But Alex is a lesbian, when did that happen?" Kirsten asked as she poured herself a cup of coffee. "Right after she broke up with Seth," Ryan said with laughter in his voice. "Hey that is not fair, she was gay before me," Seth retaliated. "And I seem to recall that you're ex-girlfriend is also no longer interested in the male species either." Kirsten spit out her coffee.

"Please don't tell me you are talking about Lindsey," Kirsten said while examining the coffee stain on the front of her shirt. "No," Seth said, "it's Marissa. Somehow both of our ex's hooked up with each other," Seth paused and closed his eyes, "and despite the hot mental images …." Seth was interrupted by a hard kick in the leg from Ryan. "Oww, what did you do that for?" Seth whined as he rubbed his leg. Ryan pointed as Kirsten, who was standing with her mouth open and a look of disbelief on her face. "Oh … right, sorry mom." Seth said looking slightly ashamed.

"So you guys are telling me that Marissa is a lesbian now?" Kirsten said still trying to process the information. "Yea, but I think it is just a phase. If dating Ryan and the yard boy didn't piss off Julie, I'm sure this did." Seth said. "Do you want another kick," Ryan asked lifting his leg and causing Seth to flinch. "No thanks, I think I'll let you get back to your studying. Summer should be here any minute." Ryan rolled his eyes. It wouldn't be easy to concentrate on physics now. An image of Marissa and Alex together was creeping into his mind. Ryan forced the though out and went back to trying the memorize the equation.

"Look man, I got to go to work, but make yourself at home." Arturo said as he pulled up in front of his house. "Just be careful that word doesn't get back to Gattas." Trey jumped out of the car. "I'm sure he will find out anyway. Fuck him. Is there anything going on tonight?" Trey asked. "Yea, there is something going on at Moxley's. Should be fun, especially since you've got a year and a half's worth of partying to make up for." Trey smiled, he had been dreaming about what he would do when he got out and now it wasn't a dream any more.

Trey sat in the house and watched tv, but he didn't want to be inside. He wanted to be outside in the sun, enjoying his freedom. Trey decided that he would take a few busses and go to the beach. Along the way he could pick up some new clothes. He had gained a lot of muscle, especially in his upper arms, and he wanted to wear something to show it off. He didn't want to waste any money, but he knew he could get a pack of wife beaters for cheap at WalMart. Trey spent most of his day just laying on the beach. He had only been allowed to be outside for 2 hours a day in jail and his arms were embarrassingly white. Almost as white as his tank top. Trey fell asleep on the beach and when he woke up it was 7:00. Time to meet Arturo. Trey sighed as he boarded the first of several busses it would take to get home.

Trey and Arturo pulled up at the party around 10:30. The party was already in full swing, complete with someone puking in the bushed in front of the house. "That better not be you man," Arturo joked as he patted Trey on the back. "Hey, have you seen Chrissy around lately?" Chrissy was the last girl Trey had hooked up with before he got arrested and he had been hoping to hook up with her again now that he was out of jail. "Yea bro, she asked about you last week. I know what you've been thinking about." Arturo laughed. "Well you try not having sex for over a year and you'll see how funny it is." Trey said as he grabbed a beer. "Hey man, you're not the only one who's done time." Arturo reminded him.

Arturo's girlfriend showed up at his side. "We've got some business to take care of," he said. "Are you ok on your own?" Trey took a long drink of beer. "Hell yea bro, I have been planning this for months." Trey got another beer and then surveyed the room. It was pretty much the same crowd that would have been here a few years ago. A few guys were missing, but Trey knew that they were in jail. "Oh my God, Trey!" He heard a girl squeal and turned around to see Chrissy running towards him. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. "I heard you were getting out soon, but I didn't believe it. I thought you had a few more years."

"Well they let me out cause I was being a good boy." Chrissy laughed, "When have you ever been a good boy?" Trey gave Chrissy a long kiss. "I can tell what you have been thinking about," she said when Trey released her. "Lets go find a room," Trey suggested. "Oh we will, but I wanna get fucked up first." Chrissy lead Trey to a back room where people were gathered around doing various drugs. "What do you want?" There were people shooting smack, smoking meth and weed, and doing lines of coke. "We could get some E," Chrissy whispered seductively into his ear. Trey had promised himself in jail that he would stay off the hard stuff, but now that it was all laid out in front of him, his resolve was waning. "Hey Trey, what the fuck are you doing out?" A large guy covered in tattoo's asked. "Good to see you too man," Trey replied nervously. He knew the guy was a friend of one of Gattas boys. It wouldn't take long before he would know Trey was out. Fuck. Trey reconsidered his promise. If he was gonna get jumped he might as well have fun tonight.

Several hours later Trey had accomplished his goal. He had lost count of the number of beers, lines of coke, and bong rips he had had. He and Chrissy were in the middle of a heavy make out section on a couch when he heard Moxley call, "Hey Atwood, quite fuckin dry humping! You guys can have my room, but only cause you just got out of jail." Trey and Chissy stumbled up the stairs towards his room.

By the time Trey and Chrissy were finished it was almost 3:00 and most of the partiers had either left or passed out. Arturo burst into the room and said, "Gattas is here man, get your fucking clothes on and lets go. Trey jumped out of bed and searched around the room trying to find his clothes. "I'll see you later babe," Trey told Chrissy as he ran out of the room. Shit, he thought to himself, I am way to fucked up to fight right now. "Let's go out the back." Arturo pulled Trey's arm and lead him toward the back door. "Go on man, get the fuck out of here!" Trey yelled at Arturo. "I am not leaving you alone bro," Arturo insisted. "Look man this isn't your beef. I have a better chance of getting away on foot. You go out the front door and stall them or something."

"All right man, if you're sure." Arturo said shaking his head. "Where are you going to go?" Good question, Trey thought. "I have no fucking idea. Anywhere but here I guess." Arturo and Trey exchanged a quick man hug. "Take care of yourself bro," Arturo said and Trey slipped out into the darkness. Trey just ran he didn't know where he was heading. He hated himself for running, but there was no way he could take on the whole gang. If he did, he would either end up in the hospital or in jail. Trey spent the rest of the night shivering in the doorway of a rundown building. I gotta find somewhere to go, he thought.

At the Cohen's house every one was sitting down for breakfast. It was unusual for them to all have breakfast together, but ever since the Rebecca episode, Sandy and Kirsten had been making an effort to spend time together as a family. "So do you guys have any other revelations this morning?" Sandy asked playfully. "I assume you are referring to the news that Alex and Marissa have hooked up?" Seth answered. "Boys, this isn't exactly breakfast conversation." Kirsten said sternly. "Oh come on Mom, if it wasn't for Newport gossip we wouldn't have anything to talk about." Seth said. "That's not true, there are plenty of things we could talk about." Kirsten replied indignantly. "Like what?" Ryan asked looking up from his plate.

"Well … like politics," Kirsten replied after a brief hesitation. "Oh God mom," Seth groaned. "Please no, it is too early for that." Kirsten paused. "Ok then, how are things with Summer?" Kirsten asked knowing full well that Seth could easily talk for hours about Summer. This time is was Ryan's turn to groan. "I think it's too early for that too." Seth punched Ryan in the arm playfully. "Well we could talk about you if you had a life," Seth said. "I know you think my life is boring right now, but I am happy with it." Sandy stood up from the table and kissed Kirsten on the cheek. I hope this counts as enough family time, because I am supposed to meet a client in 10 minutes." Just then the doorbell rang. Kirsten moved to answer it, but Sandy said, "I'll get it on my way out." Kirsten followed him to the door anyway. "Hi, I am looking for Ryan … Atwood, is this his place?" Kirsten nodded, "I'm Trey, his brother."

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There is plenty more action to come. What do you guys think, is it worth continuing?