Wow, it's been sooo long since I updated this. Hope you don't mind. Well, I'm typing this, and if you read Scarred Youth, the last chapter I did was a flashback. So you know! Read on, hopefully I won't disappoint you.

On visitation days, Ryan was allowed to hang in his room. Brooding this was called in the real world. Disturbed it was called here.

Three long months inched by. Three months filled with betrayal, deceit, and drug induced spasms. It completely sucked here.

"Oh Ryan..." one of the only women nurses allowed in the wing, Carrie, called to him. Carrie could be counted as an ally, but then again, he had no allies.

"What?" he didn't move from his bed. Why bother?

"You have a visitor," Carrie informed the sullen boy. Most doubted he'd ever get out. He had three more months, but that most likely would change, because he didn't want to leave. Or get better.

"Don't lie," Ryan hated having false hope. The visitor would be his therapist, or guards to escort him to safety, just in case.

"I'm not. She came all the way from Newport to see you," Ryan's thoughts flashed to Marissa, but he quickly got rid of them. Marissa hated him.

Reluctantly, very reluctantly, Ryan pulled himself up and followed the smiling Carrie out to the television area, with tons of couches and chairs just for visitation. Eventually he did look up, and he saw her.

Summer Roberts.

"Hi Ryan," Why had she come? No one ever came to see him. He was forgotten. It was so amazing to see a friendly face he'd welcome.

"Hi," Ryan walked over to her and they sat down on opposite couches. "What are you doing here?" his first thought was that someone died.

"I just thought I'd come and see you," for once, Ryan truly believed the girl and a happiness spread through him, except you couldn't see it. "You look...good," Summer noticed Ryan looked almost the same, but with subtle emotional differences.

"So do you," Ryan saw Summer as the same girl she'd always been, except there was more loneliness set in her eyes.

"Thanks," she flashed a quick smile and felt strange to smile in here.

"So how's Newport?" Ryan wanted to know all that occurred in the town he once would've liked to call home.

"Pretty much the same, except it's incredibly different," Summer blushed because of her stupid answer. Ryan didn't notice.

"The Cohens?" Ryan missed that family a lot, the family that turned their backs on him.

"Um...Sandy misses you a lot," Summer tried to give the dismayed boy a lift.

"And Mrs. Cohen?" Ryan wanted to know how everyone was.

"Well, I went over and she still loses it when you're mentioned," Summer answered.

"When is that? Never?" Ryan had lost all hope of a better life. Those dreams had disappeared in the blank night that went through his brain.

"I don't know. I don't usually go over there," Ryan took the hint that Summer and Seth were not together.

"Oh. Well, how's Seth?" Ryan and his real brother, Trey, were never really all that close, but they were closer than Ryan and Seth.

On Ryan's birthday, almost a month ago, he only received one phone call. From prison. Trey had somehow managed to call his little brother, from the prison to the mental institution. Yeah, the Atwoods weren't in the greatest shape. None of them had succeeded at anything.

"He's still with Anna. She pretty much takes over his life," Both teens had lost hope in Newport, there was nothing there for them.

"Cool. Is Luke still there?" Ryan asked.

"Um, yeah. I see him talking to Seth and Anna a lot. He's used to hanging out with um, you know, but stopped," All four previously best friends had completely separated.

"How is she? Marissa? How is she?" Ryan thought of Marissa every day, but the image of her was slowly fading.

"Well, she's, uh, happy. I think. I haven't spoken to her in like two months. Mostly she avoids everyone and just hangs out with Oliver," Summer missed her best friend.

"He's still there?" Ryan had never trusted Oliver. The guy was a madman. Ryan wasn't insane. Oliver was.

"Yeah, unfortunately," No one liked Oliver, especially Ryan and Summer.

"You believe me about the overdose thing, right?" Ryan didn't know if he had any Newport allies. It'd be nice to have one.

"Of course. All Oliver wants is Marissa, and he got her," Oliver was a complete mastermind.

"Got rid of everyone around her?" Ryan asked.

"Supposedly, she doesn't even come home anymore," Summer sighed. She missed her best friend so much.

"Gosh, Newport must suck," Ryan relaxed in the couch a bit and Summer smiled a tiny smile.

"Does for me, everyone else is fine," Summer was glad to talk to someone who agreed with the things she said.

"A lot changed," Ryan wouldn't have guessed how much the people he knew changed.

"You have no idea."

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"You do know why you're here, correct?" Kirsten and Sandy had set Ryan to see the on call psychiatrist.

"Uh, I was set up," Ryan answered. He was so pissed off with the situation now. It sucked.

"Ryan, you swallowed a full bottle of sleeping pills. Do you understand the severity of this? You could've died," It was a Friday afternoon, everyone would be getting out of school. And Ryan was being evaluated by a shrink.

"Except I didn't take those pills," Why wouldn't anyone believe Ryan? Everyone believed the opposite.

"Then who did?" Ryan was silent. "Now, it says here you've had some problems with the law. You've stolen a car, vandalized a home, burned it down to be exact, and recently, you were caught going through people's personal records. Are you unhappy with your life?"

"No," for the most part, Ryan lost his new life. It was great.

"Then what's bothering you?" Ryan immediately had an answer.

Oliver.

"This guy, he's out to get rid of me. He's unstable, and been in a mental institution, and, and, he's a drug addict. I'm not crazy, he is," Ryan explained to the shrink, who nodded.

"But you overdosed on pills," the shrink pointed out to Ryan.

"I didn't, that was a set-up," why wouldn't anyone believe him?

"So you have no doubt that this person set you up?" Ryan knew he sounded crazy. But he wasn't. They had to believe him.

"Oliver did it. He came over for no reason and then left. No one does that," Ryan kept telling the shrink, who kept nodding.

"Are you friends with this 'Oliver'?" the shrink didn't believe him. Of course she wouldn't.

"No," Ryan felt as though he was fighting for an already lost battle.

"Do you talk often with 'Oliver'?" Ryan was still shocked that Kirsten and Sandy refused to believe him. The sight of Ryan brought Kirsten to tears. Dawn used to do that after their father went to jail. She would just stare at Ryan and Trey and fall into sobs. Then she'd take of sig of alcohol and cry some more.

"Not voluntarily. He talks to me," immediately, Ryan noticed that sounded completely crazy.

"So 'Oliver' talks to you?" the shrink thought Oliver was fake.

"Look, Oliver is real. Ask Kirsten and Sandy. Seth. Marissa. Anna. Luke. Summer. They all know him. And they all believe him," Ryan felt so hopeless.

"What are they believing?" the shrink knew Ryan needed some help.

"That's he's perfectly sane and he's not. He's crazy. And, and been in a mental institute," Ryan was stuttering.

"You said. Now where did you meet Oliver?" the shrink asked.

"Well, at his place, I suppose. Marissa met him at therapy," Ryan and banking on going to therapy after this.

"Marissa?"

"My ex-girlfriend," Ryan hated calling her that.

"When did this happen?" the shrink wondered.

"A few days ago."

"Was it over Oliver?"

"Yeah."

Ryan was a goner.

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"So, I guess I'll go. I've got a three hour drive ahead of me," Summer stood up and Ryan followed suit. It was about four in the afternoon.

"Yeah, you gotta get back to Newport," Ryan commented. He didn't want Summer to leave. He enjoyed the time with her.

"Well, I'll see you next visitation. Two weeks, right?" Summer had planned a while back in the day that she would come back.

"You're gonna come back?" Ryan was surprised. No one ever came back.

"Of course. Why not?" Ryan felt like Summer's only ally. She needed him.

"Uh, I don't know. No one ever comes and when they did, they never came back a second time," Ryan explained to the girl, who immediately felt bad.

"Well, I'm gonna come back. And maybe I'll get Seth to come," Summer replied, but she figured it would take a lot of persuasion for Seth to come.

"Yeah, I doubt he'll come. The only person that would come from what you said would be Mr. Cohen," Ryan hadn't called Sandy by his first name since the 'incident'. When Ryan was officially crazy, and lost trust in everyone.

"He seems like the only one who misses you. Other than me," Summer hadn't noticed how much Ryan had disappeared from most of their lives.

"Thanks," Ryan was glad that at least two people missed him.

"No problem," Summer smiled and they began to walk up the hall. Summer didn't really feel like leaving. Here, it was safe to talk. In Newport, any word could trigger a mountain of emotions. And you would think it'd be the opposite. "So, I'll see you in two weeks," Summer reluctantly told him and she smiled at him sadly.

"Well, I finally have something to look forward to," Ryan joked. A joke hadn't been uttered by him in over three months. It was strange to hear himself give a tiny laugh.

"Is that a compliment? Because I can't tell," Summer smiled some more.

"Yeah, it is," Ryan told her.

"Well then, thanks," she said. "I'll see you in two weeks," A nurse began walking towards them and they hugged. Ryan hadn't felt a gesture such as this since he was last dating Marissa. That was forever ago.

"Bye," Ryan watched Summer leave and felt alone all over again.

I hope that satisfied you. And I will be updating this(and writing in it) more often, since the summer is approaching. And if you read Scarred Youth, again, that last chapter was a flashback! LOL. Please review, I love them!