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: Last chapter! Sorry it took so long. I needed to finish SM before I never did. xD

Disclaimer: The OC belongs to Fox… and this is written for pleasure only, no money is being made off of it. I don't have any stupid disclaimer for this like I do for my Lost stories, because I have a funny Lost disclaimer story… xD

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"What is it?" I asked, now standing up.

"Bait shop… shit…" she cursed before the phone cut off.

"Summer… Summer… fuck!" Without a second of hesitation I hung up the phone and grabbed my jacket. I had never been this rash before, but I had a really bad feeling that the bad feeling I had been having, well, this was why.

I locked the door quickly and hopped in the car. I knew where the bait shop was, I was waiting to hear from them about a job. I turned the key in the ignition and the engine turned over. There was no time for second thoughts as I zoomed off.

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It seemed to take forever to get to the Bait Shop, but in reality it was only five minutes if not less. It was packed, cars everywhere. Whatever it was that was so bad must have just been Summer pulling a fast one. But there was still the fact that I had never heard her so upset before.

I found a parking spot and worked my way in. The truth was I was kinda nervous, afraid you could say too. Yeah, the amazing Trey Atwood, actually afraid. But I didn't know what to expect when I walked in there.

Either everything was going to be fine, or something was going to be horribly wrong.

I got in without much of a problem. The place was packed with people. Some local band was playing, but that was beside the point. I had to find Marissa and Summer, and I had to find them fast. But fast wasn't fast enough. There was barely enough room to move, let alone rush.

But I pushed my way around the people. "SUMMER?" I shouted. "MARISSA?" I didn't get a reply, but people were looking at me like I was strange. "SUMMER!"

The music got louder as I got closer to the stereos of the band. I wasn't going to give up, but it seemed hopeless. But then I saw it. Or him. Whatever. It was only for a split second, but I recognized him immediately. Oliver Trask.

I pushed my way after him. I didn't think that I would ever hate someone as much as I hated him. I barely even knew him, but I hated him anyways. Hate is a strong word, but it summed up my feeling quite well.

It took me a while, but I realized that he was walking in circles. He must have seen me and was trying to lose me, so I kept my eye on him and just held back a little bit.

Thankfully, he led me directly where I wanted to go. Marissa. She looked like she was going to be sick. Summer was there too, being a little spitfire, but it was no use. She couldn't do this single handedly. That was why she called me.

I wondered why no one noticed what was going on. Then it hit me with all the people around here, four people just seemingly sitting around was no big deal. This was going to be harder than I thought. Not that I thought it was going to be easy.

I didn't expect there to be so many people. I needed… I needed.

"Trey?" I heard someone from behind me ask. I turned around to see Seth.

"Seth?"

"What are you doing here man?"

I shrugged, but my face told a different story.

"Oh, okay, have you seen Summer at all?" I chuckled a little bit. He was trying to fix everything with Summer. Sighing, I pointed over at her. He didn't seem to notice Oliver as he began to walk over towards her.

I grabbed him and stopped him. "What the heck Trey?"

"Look." I said simply.

I could see his eyes widen in shock. "You've got to me kidding me!" I shook my head as he set his drink down. "I never… he… wait… when…Oliver?"

Not feeling like explaining things to him, I just nodded. "We gotta do something, that kid is bad news!" Really, I never knew that.

"I know. And Summer called me. She was upset, and she asked me to come. I could only think of this as the reason why."

"Oh," Seth said simply. "Okay, so we need to devise a plan. Ryan isn't here, so you're temporary Ryan, aka the brawn. I am the brains, now give me… three minutes to come up with something, and I'll get back to ya."

With that Seth just stood there, a look of thought on his face. If it wasn't for the current situation, I would have laughed, it was that funny.

"Got it!" he said with a smile before whispering the idea in my ear. While I didn't fully agree with it, I knew it was going to work.

"Let's do this…"

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I was lucky that Oliver didn't spot us that entire time. I knew what I had to do, but I was nervous about it. Why couldn't Seth do it? He came up with the stupid idea.

Slowly, I walked over towards the area where Summer and Marissa and Oliver and Oliver's friend were. I took a deep breath to get ready for this. Then I bumped into him. "What the hell man?" he asked angrily. Didn't he recognize me? Geeze.

"God man, sorry, it was an accident, I wasn't watching where I was going." I said, trying to sound like it was an accident and not look at Marissa and Summer.

"Do I know you?" Oliver asked me.

I shrugged. "I don't know. Do you?"

He got angry. "I know you. You're that guy! You ruined everything, god! I should have taught you a fucking lesson back then."

I heard Marissa scream something as Oliver pulled a gun out of his pocket. How did he get that in here? "Trey is it?" he asked.

So much for Seth's stupid plan. I had to hold my own now. Unfortunately, Seth was in the middle of trying to get Summer and Marissa away from Marissa and got drawn into the middle of it.

Fuck. Did things always go wrong like this?

This wasn't the first time I was looking down a barrel of a gun, but I was more scared than any other time, because I knew that this time it could be deadly.

The entire club was silent and looking at Oliver and me. Time seemed to be frozen as my gaze went from the gun to Marissa. She looked like shit, and that was an understatement.

I steadied my breathing and tried to calm myself down as Oliver pulled the safety. He really was going to kill me? And why wasn't I fighting back.

On impulse, I lunged at the gun, and knocked it to the side, out of Oliver's hand. What occurred next was an all out fist fight between me and Oliver. I couldn't see anything, I couldn't hear anything. All I was worried about was not getting hurt, and Marissa not getting hurt.

Those were the main priorities.

One split second while Oliver was catching his breath, I punched him in the stomach. Finally I was getting the upper hand. I looked over at Marissa. She looked so upset and so lost in what was happening.

If I were her I knew I'd be upset to. But I didn't have the time to think about that. I finally had the upper hand, I just had to wait until the police came. Then the thought hit me. What would happen then? I'd go back to jail? What would happen?

I could plea this off as a self defense. I had Seth and Marissa and Summer there watching what was going on.

In the middle of my thoughts a sharp pain went through my body as I heard someone shout "TREY WATCH OUT!"

The next thing I knew I was flat on my face, the pain getting worse and worse. I never heard the gun go off. I don't even know who shot the gun. All I knew was that the gun went off and it hit me.

Then everything stopped. The police must have arrived as someone turned me around on my back. I could see everything. Almost. The clearest picture in my vision was Marissa. She was right above me.

"Trey, are you okay?"

I coughed. "I don't know, you tell me," I said with a small smile. The pain was starting to go away, but it would get more intense every time I thought that it was almost over.

"The ambulance is coming, just hold on, okay?"

I could feel her hand in mind. It made everything feel so much better. Even though I had a feeling that this was going to be my last memory, I wasn't going to let that ruin the moment.

Slowly my eyes began drifting shut. "Trey, don't you dare give up!" Marissa said angrily.

My eyes opened, but everything was blurry. I was going to die, wasn't I? "Sorry," I muttered. I felt so tired. So weak. I just wanted to sleep.

"No, I'm sorry," she said. "I'm sorry for everything. I didn't believe you, and I am just…"

Her words faded into oblivion as my eyes began to drift shut again.

It was a weird feeling, dying you know. Everyone thinks your life passes before your eyes, and you feel all tense and everything.

All it was was like falling asleep. The pain subsided, everything slowly faded away. I was peaceful. I felt happy. I wasn't afraid anymore. "Trey…" I heard one final time, before it all stopped.

The strangest part of it was, this wasn't how I expected to die. But it was. And I wouldn't have chosen it any other way.

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Fin.

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A/n: Wait, who says I can't kill my favorite character? Haha. I have successfully killed Trey, Seth and Charlie. I am so proud of myself. But this is the end. And I finished another story. I'm on a roll! Heck yes! If I can come up with another Treyissa plot I will post it. But I have like… two stories running through my head and I wanna write those.

danhyde girl - Haha! I am so glad I wrote this, I know I'm not the only Treyissa fan out there.

IluvDanBen33 - Does it?

KC-Chick - I love Trey too. Although I don't seem to be keeping true to Trey's character, but I don't know…Yes, Ollie is in this chapter. Obviously…

monnie - I agree with you totally there!

wishfulsinfulx - danka! Sorry it took so long.