Misunderstanding

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Summary: What the hell was going through my mind? I never did it, but I said I did. Anything to save Marissa from going to jail I guess. Marissa/Trey

A/n: I haven't written a strictly OC fic in forever, so this is a planned one shot… Trey/Marissa because it is almost as awesome as Summeran. HAHA! Okay, maybe more. I like Trey/Marissa a lot…

Disclaimer: The OC belongs to Fox… and this is written for pleasure only, no money is being made off of it.

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The girl was carried off in a stretcher, it was all happening so fast. It was just supposed a little party for the big 2-1. But it got out of hand quickly.

The next thing I knew, the police officer was going to arrest Marissa. She didn't deserve to go to jail. She was so sweet, and was nothing but helpful to me the whole time. Especially when my brother didn't trust me. She did.

She was a great girl, better than anyone I had ever dated (and trust me, there were a lot). I know I shouldn't be feeling that way about her. She was my little brother's girlfriend, or friend, or whatever. But what I couldn't tell was whether she felt the same way about me.

That was why when they were about to arrest her, I spoke up.

"I gave them to her. I brought the drugs." I wanted to die, right then and there. I was lying to a police officer. I was going to go back to jail. I had just gotten out of jail, why would I want to go back.

But Marissa. She would be torn apart in jail. She didn't have the experience that I had. I couldn't put her through that.

Sandy looked at me and I felt even worse. "Trey…"

"Sorry," I said quietly. I was sorry for lying. I was sorry for getting arrested again, only this time for something that I didn't do. I take it as he thought I was sorry for bringing the drugs. I didn't do it. But I had no other choice.

He sighed. "Well, keep your mouth shut. I'll meet you in jail. Officer, I'm his lawyer."

The officer began to read my rights. I could only look at Marissa. She looked so disappointed, if only she knew the truth. I bit my lower lip and lowered my head as I got into the back of the police car.

This seemed so familiar. So familiar. But I was innocent.

As the car pulled away I saw Marissa following it with her eyes. I felt so bad. I could feel that she felt bad too. She wanted everything to be so perfect for me. So perfect, and I ruined it. For her.

I knew it was bad. Marissa Cooper, the girlfriend of my litter brother, who I had just disappointed once again. I was just a bag of disappointment, wasn't I? I chuckled to myself.

I wasn't even out of jail for that long and I was already going back.

I sighed and continued to look out of the window as the expensive homes of Newport Beach rushed past me. I didn't deserve it. I should be stuck in Chino, with no life, doing drugs and getting drunk being with a different girl every night.

But I wasn't. I had to keep reminding myself that I was a new Trey. I wasn't the old Trey Atwood. The old Trey Atwood died in prison. I was going to turn my life around.

Marissa was there with open arms, ready to help me.

She even got me a lava lamp for the apartment that she helped to pay for that I was probably never going to see again. I sighed.

Things went from great to worse in the snap of a finger.

And why? Because the old Trey Atwood came back to life for a few brief moments when I met that girl. She'd never be Marissa. Marissa. Marissa Cooper. One of the richest people in the world.

One of the prettiest too.

And she was my friend.

I just wish that she would feel the same way about me as I felt about her.

The jail was coming closer and closer. But now I wasn't feeling bad anymore. Sure I didn't deserve to be there, but I did it to save a friend.

And in the end, it will all come out the way it is supposed to. I will get Marissa to be more than just a friend, Ryan'll finally trust me (even though I fucked that up pretty good by lying about having the drugs) and life will be great.

Good things take time.

Time. I had a lot of that now, didn't I?

The car pulled to a stop in front of the Newport Police Station. God, even the police stations in Newport were fancy. I felt the handcuffs beginning to get uncomfortable around my wrists as they led me towards the holding area.

Yep. Plenty of time.

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A/n: Sorry it's so short, but it will have a plot. Marissa/Trey with a little Ryissa in there. Please comment and tell me what you think. The next part will be much longer!