Chapter Two

Marissa sat in the front seat of her Mercedes. Her hand rest on the ignition, but she didn't turn it. What would come next? Where would she go? If she told anybody then they would think that she killed Trey because of what he did to her; or rather, what he tried to do to her. Marissa looked around her, becoming slightly paranoid, was somebody watching her? What if they saw her driving away right now! She would go to prison! Marissa tried to shake those thoughts out of her head. It was only self defense! She knew that, but she had to find somebody else who would believe that too. She needed to be with somebody that knew exactly how much she loved Ryan, somebody that would have done the same thing if she were in Marissa's position. Only one person came to mind…

"So, should I call an ambulance?" Seth asked cautiously.

Ryan nodded, but then spoke, "No wait, what are we going to tell them? I mean, I'm not going to let Marissa take the heat for this, but I don't want them to think that I killed him either."

Seth nodded and Summer spoke up, "What if, you told them the truth about what Trey did to Marissa, and then explain that's why you were fighting him, and the gun was on the ground, and it went off."

Ryan looked skeptical, "Won't it look weird that the gun just went off?"

Summer shrugged, "I don't know, but what are the alternatives? We can't just leave him here!"

"Why not?" Ryan said softly, looking at the ground, "It's not like he didn't have enemies. A lot of people wanted to kill Trey."

"Ryan, he's your brother! And besides, even though he was officially the scum of the earth, he shouldn't have to be abandoned in his death."

Ryan sighed, "Yeah, I know, I'm just still so angry at him!"

Summer nodded, but decided not to speak.

"I just don't know what to do. I'm not letting Marissa have anything to do with this. She's been through enough."

Summer spoke up, "I'll do it." She said softly.

Ryan looked over at her confused, "You'll do what?"

"We can tell the police I came in, saw the gun, and shot. I mean, Marissa looks suspicious because of her history with Trey. I don't think they are going to be able to do anything to me."

Seth looked over at Summer, "Summer, you don't have to do that. We can figure something out."

Summer shook her head, "It's ok, all three of you guys have gone through hell and back over the past two years. Now, it's my turn to do a little something." Summer paused, and then nodded, reassuring herself.

Ryan walked over to her, "Summer, are you sure? Because there's no turning back after this."

"Ryan, I'm sure."

Ryan was silent, but then he walked over to Summer and embraced her tightly. "Thank you Summer."

Ryan finally released Summer, and she retreated to Seth's loving arms. Ryan nodded at Seth and Seth picked up the phone and dialed 911.

Marissa parked outside of Theresa's house and sat in her car staring at the house. The house was illuminated from the lights on inside. She felt bad about disturbing the peaceful setting, but she needed to be with somebody who understood. Marissa walked bravely up to the front door. She hadn't seen Theresa since last year, and they hadn't exactly been friends. Marissa liked Theresa a lot, but how well can two people really get along when they are in love with the same man? Marissa rang the doorbell, and heard soft footsteps approaching the door. As the door opened, Marissa found herself staring into Theresa's eyes for a moment, but then her attention turned to the sleeping infant who was limp on Theresa's shoulder.