Chapter four: Ryan's dream.
On the plane back to California, all Ryan could think about was what Seth had said to him. He knew he didn't mean it like how it came out, but the truth of it was painful anyway. He had no one. In Chino, he had Theresa, and at times, his mother. In Newport, he had the Cohens, marrissa, summer, and luke. For the first time in his life, he was alone, it was a feeling he hated to feel, but he had somehow grown used to it. Once his plane landed, and unexpected sight awaited him.
Kirsten met Ryan at the entrance gate, and ran to him. She hugged him, and Ryan quickly returned the gesture. "I'm so so sorry Kirsten" Ryan whispered to her in his monotonous tone, yet a quiver of sadness filled his every breath...it was all too real now.
Only a few extra wrinkles had changed her appearence, she was still beautiful. He always thought she was, but he never let her know it. "Come on sweety" she said in that light tone Ryan would always remember "Let's go home." They got into the range rover, and sped off towards the house Ryan missed for so long. Although it did him good to see Kirsten again, sadness still lived inside him.
As they pulled up to the house, the sun was going down, and the beauty of a california sunset fell second to only one thing...Marissa. He carried his bag of clothes into that giant house he called home long, long ago. "The poolhouse is all set up for you Ry, do you need anything?" Kirsten said eager to cast out the silence that she had lived in ever since Sandy passed.
" No Kirsten, I'm fine. Thank you for calling me, I know how terrible this situation is...but it's good to see you...it's good to be home." Home, that was a word Ryan became unfamiliar with ever since he departed. Chino wasn't his home anymore, Seattle, his current town, wasn't his home, Newport was his home.
After laying out some outfits for the next four days, he collapsed onto the bed. It had been a decade since he was here, but as soon as he drifted off to sleep, he was still 18. In his dream world, not a day had passed, he was still in Newport, very much in love with marissa, and still best friends with Seth, and Summer. His dream led him to the kitchen, where he saw Sandy in his familiar business suit and that grin on his face. "Good morning kid." He would say to Ryan, and Ryan would just reply with a wave. Kirsten would hand him that green cup filled to the brim with coffee, then Seth would pull him to the living room for a quick round of the ninja came, and a nearly hour long lecture on how Summer did her hair that day. As much as he wanted this to be real, he knew it was a dream. He soon opened his eyes to see it was 2:30 in the morning. With frustration he went back to sleep, hoping the life he knew would come back to him again.
I hope everyone is enjoying the story thus far. The real meat of the story is ahead, but I hope everyone is liking the beginning of what should be a long story. Please R&R, all feedback good or bad will be greatly appreciated.
