----hey, this is my first fanfiction on this account i am previously ocfanatic which i have in my favorite stories box---
i don't know Summer's dads name so i am guessing and i also don't know ryan's so yeah
Ryan stood there in disbelief. he looked in the cold dead eyes of his brother he wondered to himself. "no way did my girlfriend just kill my brother." he and Marissa's eyes met. She looked like she was thinking the same thing. He looked up saw Seth who was looking at him. And then he heard Summer say
"Should i call 911"
"yah" Seth said.
" hello my name is Summer Roberts and some body was just shot...thanks...237 Speerwood Lane...uh huh."
2 DAYS LATER
Sandy was working on Marissa's case day and night he was sure he could get her off. That's one thing Marissa didn't want to go to jail. Ryan didn't talk for two days. He was still mad at Trey. He wasn't mad at Marissa at all he called Dawn. She didn't care but she did seem a little shaky she said that he needed to come and see her and his father. He said yes not knowing why. He was going to see them the next day he hadn't talked to his father since he went to prison and his mom.
THE NEXT DAY
Sandy needed to drive Ryan to the prison. Dawn was already there and said she would drive Ryan home. She looked like she had been crying. They walked in the prison together even though she abandoned him. Ryan still wanted to know what was wrong with his mother. Than he remembered he was so used to not seeing Trey he sometimes forgot about his death. He hated remembering that his brother the only family he had that cared about him or his well being. And the wat Trey died still startled him. He still loved Marissa, no doubt. But, now none of his blood family cared. He thought of the Cohens as family.
But they weren't there when he was born or when he said his first word, first day of school they were there for alot but not his childhood. Trey was there for all of that. His parents weren't always there but Trey was the one who walked him to school everyday taught him how to spell, walk, read, ride a bike and walk, but now he was gone. His family never told him about the day he was born but he was sure Trey was there.
He was there he saw his father then he saw his mother start crying. Then his father told him.
"Ryan, Trey isn't your brother."
