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: Yeah, I don't remember much of the episode… because I screamed when Ryan and Marissa kissed. So this'll be shortened version from Trey's POV then more detailed for the last scene…

Disclaimer: The OC belongs to Fox… and this is written for pleasure only, no money is being made off of it. This chapter and previous chapter plots belong to FOX, at the end of the chapter, the plot shall be MINE!

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Plenty of time. Yeah right. I don't even think that I was there for longer than thirty minutes. Thanks to Sandy, I didn't have to go back to jail… right away. Instead I got stuck under house arrest and got to go stay in the Cohen's luxurious pool house instead of a cramped, horrible jail cell.

The only problem with that was Ryan. I knew how disappointed he was with me. To him I was nothing more than a big disappointment. He didn't know I didn't do it. I knew he wouldn't believe me thought.

Suddenly, the door to the pool house opened up and Sandy walked in. As much as I hated to admit it, I owed him so much. If I had to pay him back for everything he has don't for me since I got out, I'd be in debt for the rest of my life. The same goes for Marissa.

Marissa. She was the reason I was in this predicament. "Hey Trey," Sandy said as he walked in.

I sighed loudly, now was a better time than never, "I didn't do it…"

He looked at me oddly before beginning to laugh. "What's so funny?" I asked him. This wasn't a laughing matter. I was facing more jail time for a crime that I didn't commit.

"I know you didn't do it Trey," he replied. Wait. What? How did he know? I was so confused.

This time it was Sandy's turn to sigh. He must have understood that I was confused just by the look on my face, or something like that. "Ryan was about to do the same thing. I could see it in both your eyes. Although it would have been so much easier if you would have just let them arrest Marissa."

Now he tells me. He couldn't tell me this before! Then again, he didn't have the time to did he?

"We have a lot of work to do, get some sleep Trey…"

I nodded as Sandy left. Slowly, I leaned back on the bed. Since getting back from jail, I owed the Cohens and Marissa so much. That was the thought on my mind as I slowly drifted off to sleep.

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The next morning I woke up quite early, which was weird because I wasn't much of a morning person. Yawning, I got up and stretched. I had slept pretty well considering the circumstances. My thoughts wandered to the previous night's occurrences. I was shocked I didn't have a nightmare caused by the events.

It was probably because I felt safe around the Cohens. That's the only explanation for it. I could really see why Ryan liked it here so much. This is the first time I've actually felt safe since before I could remember. I didn't really understand why I felt safe. The only possibility was the people. And that was a good enough reason for me.

I made my way to the kitchen and ran into Ryan, Sandy and Seth. Gee, that was awkward, but at least I realized that Ryan believe me. Sandy had been right. Ryan said he was about to do the same thing.

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Over a day passed. Marissa came to the rescue, once again. Her and Ryan said that they knew who supplied the drugs. That was why I was sitting in a cop car feeling really uncomfortable. We had tried to talk to the prosecutor guy, it was Kirsten's idea, but it didn't work. That was why I was hoping so badly that their plan was going to work. It just needed to.

I didn't want to go back to prison. No. I was the new Trey. The old Trey was bad. I had to keep reminding myself of that. Or I was going to just rush in there and beat the shit out of whoever it was that brought the drugs.

But that was why I was in the car with Sandy, waiting for the sign. Time was going so slowly. Sooooo slowly. Probably because I knew that if they didn't find who had drugs, there was no chance in hell of clearing my name.

I just wished they would hurry up. Sandy and I had run out of things to talk about, and I was afraid if something didn't happen soon, he'd start singing show tunes. Kirsten told me to never let him get that bored.

Suddenly something came over the radio, or the phone rang, I can't even remember any more, I wasn't paying much attention.

"This is it Trey," Sandy said, putting the car into drive and speeding down the beach. My adrenaline was rushing. I hadn't felt this way since… well since I stole that damn car with Ryan that landed me in jail in the first place.

We were speeding down the beach, the sound of the crashing waves only dulled by the loud sirens. I was paying attention so much, sitting on the edge of the seat. That was when I saw Ryan, fighting with someone. I recognized him, I didn't know his name but he was at the party.

He was trying to run away. So I did the first thing that came to my mind, I opened the door, and he just ran into it. I looked at Sandy. "Good thinking Trey," he said with a small laugh, before getting out. I followed suit.

The police searched the guy and found a bag of X on him, and arrested him. A wave of relief flashed over me. I looked over at Marissa who smiled. I wanted to hug her so bad, but I forced myself not to. I just smiled back.

"Let's get out of here guys," Sandy said.

It seemed like Ryan and Marissa agreed. As we headed to the car.

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Everything was great. I felt so much better now that I knew that it was all over and done with. I sat in the back of the car, Marissa and Ryan in the front. We got to my apartment thing and it was time to get out. "Thanks," I said, one last time, before getting out and unlocking the door.

As much as I loved the pool house, I like it here better. I didn't feel like I really owed the Cohen's anything. But I still owed Marissa for this. Marissa. God, she just made everything all better, didn't she?

Slowly, I walked over to the window and looked out, to make sure that they had left all right. Don't ask me why I did it, I just did. I shouldn't have looked. Ryan and Marissa were kissing in the front seat. I mean, I should have expected it. Marissa was Ryan's girl. I was stupid for even liking her.

I sighed, and walked away from the window. I needed a beer.

Unfortunately, I never got that beer. I was stopped on my way from the window to the kitchen.

Of course, I was stopped by someone. The one person, who I really didn't want to see again. Seeing her face down in Marissa's pool after ODing on Ecstasy was enough. She smiled a big smile. "So you really did jail time?"

You've got to be kidding me. "Yeah…"

She said some more stuff, but she was obviously drunk. I looked at her. She was pretty. Not as pretty as Marissa. She was nice to talk to, but she was a bit air headed at the time. "So… are you still interested?" she asked.

"Interested?" I repeated. NO! Then the picture of Marissa and Ryan kissing re-entered my mind. I needed to get that picture out! "Yeah, I'm interested," I said.

She smiled.

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Of course, while I wanted to talk, all she wanted to do was make out, and I could tell that her overall intentions were to have sex. Gee, her boyfriend goes to jail, and already. Was she a whore or what?

But I only let it go as far as kissing. She wasn't that bad of a kisser, but I had a feeling that Marissa was not only a better person than Jess, but a better kisser too. At the thought of Marissa, I pulled away.

"What?" Jess asked.

"Nothing," I responded. She leaned back in to start making out again, but I just shook my head.

"Tireya out already?" she slurred. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. I couldn't believe what I was doing. This was what the old Trey would do.

"No." I responded.

"You're funny Kyle," she giggled.

Figured. She thought I was her idiotic boyfriend. I don't know why I found this funny, but I did.

Once again, she tried to kiss me again. I laughed. "You're being weird Kyle," she said, blinking her eyes a few times. "You've never done this before. Is getting that guy arrested getting to you?"

"What guy?" I asked.

"That guy, you know. The one you framed for… for… whatever that was…"

"Drug dealing?" I asked.

"YEAH!" she said, happily.

For the last time she tried to kiss me. "Get out…" I said.

"What?"

"I said leave, get out of my fucking house!"

"Kyle…"

"I'm not Kyle, my name's Trey…"

"Oh shit…" she said.

"Oh shit is right. NOW LEAVE!" I don't know why I was so angry. I think it was a combination of mad at the stupid whore, and mad at myself for thinking that I could get my mind off of Marissa so easily.

Slowly, Jess got up and left. I fell back.

God I was a stupid idiot.

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A/n: Okay, after this point, the story is going AU… because I have my own plot now…Danka for los reviews. xD. Sorry if anything was messed up. I have a really bad memory.

JohnCenasGirl4Eva - And last Thursday's episode had nothing in it with Treyissa… and that sucked.

amy - Teehee… we're getting there…

Shimmering Evil - Matrey? That works too. XD

drown-in-fate - I think part of your review got cut off… haha. But I agree with you there.

Butterfulygirl - It may seem like that now, but that's not where I'm heading.

KC-Chick - I love Trey too! Not to mention the guy who plays him was on 24 AND is British! And might change your mind? I hope not… xD