Chapter 9
A week had gone by, and still Marissa and Ryan hadn't spoken to each other. They would have to deal during lunch since they sat together with Seth and Summer, but they didn't speak a lot. Marissa was starting to get depressed. She was missing Ryan, more than ever before. The trust thing with Trey was getting better, he and Marissa were friends now. Ryan was also feeling a little bad about what happened with Marissa. He started to miss her. Plus, he never did get a chance to sneak over to her house when Julie and Caleb were asleep.
Marissa was in her living room, flipping through the TV channels. It was a Saturday morning, and the majority of channels had nothing but cartoons on. Finally, she settled on Powerpuff Girls and went to go get a drink of OJ. (A/N-I do not watch PP, it's the first thing that came to my mind!) Her mother was out, with Ryan's "uncle" and Caleb was in the office, probably working on the divorce. On Marissa's way to the kitchen, she heard the sound of her doorbell. When she opened the door, she came face to face with Trey.
"Hi," Marissa said with a smile on her face. Maybe first impressions aren't always correct.
"Hey. You're probably wondering what I'm doing here," Trey stated.
"Um…not really. I suppose you got my address from Ryan," Marissa inquired.
"Actually you're friend Summer gave it to me," Trey corrected. "Anyways, the reason why I came was to apologize."
"Okay…I don't know what you need to apologize for, but go ahead," Marissa said.
"Well, I know that you didn't really trust me when I first arrived at Ryan's pool house," Trey started.
"Where did you get that idea?" Marissa said, trying to pretend that it wasn't the truth.
"Please, it's fine. I just wanted to apologize for freaking you out," Trey went on. "I mean, I did just get out of jail and all."
"Look, Trey…first impressions aren't always correct. I made an incorrect assumption about you. But I totally take it back," Marissa assured him. There was silence, then Trey leaned a little closer to her.
"Listen, I have to let you know," Trey began. "That I've been watching you…not in that stalker way that you're probably thinking about…but in the way that I like you." Marissa blinked a couple of times. Had Trey really said that he liked her?
"Wait, sorry, I just thought I heard you say that you liked me?" Marissa asked, wanting to know the truth.
"Yes Mariss, you heard right. I do like you. I like you very much," Trey said, leaning closer. Before Marissa could have the chance to say anything, Trey leaned in and kissed her. Marissa's eyes sprang open. She wasn't expecting this. As much as she wanted to stop him, because she was still in love with Ryan, she thought this was one of the best kisses she ever had. Marissa was even too busy to notice Ryan standing behind Trey, with a bouquet of flowers, with a hurt look on his face, watching his girlfriend and his older brother kiss. He threw the bouquet of tulips, Marissa's favorite flower, on the concrete and stalked away, close to tears.
