If this confuses you, I'm sorry. I was trying to make the whole, Marissa makes out with Ryan but sees Trey, turn into. Marissa makes out with Ryan, and sees Alex, but then sees Ryan again and is freaked out. Hahaha. So yea, sorry if you're just like, what the eff is this crap. Hahaha, thanks for reading! plox review!

Imagining Things

Chapter 4

"Hey…" Ryan looked up to see Marissa standing at the pool house door.

"Hey, I was gonna pick you up…" He stood up and began walking over to her.

"Uh...it's okay, I wanted to…surprise you…" She began shifting around nervously. "Is this okay for a comic book launch?"

"It'll do." He smiled before wrapping one arm around her waist and pulling her into a kiss. She closed her eyes and imagined Alex was one touching her, and kissing her so Marissa wrapped an arm around "Alex's" neck and responded back with much enthusiasm. Marissa pushed "Alex" down on to the bed. Marissa got on top of "Alex" as she continued to kiss her. After a few seconds, "she" rolled Marissa over, so that "she" was on top and kissing Marissa's neck. 'Alex isn't this rough…' Marissa opened her eyes to see Ryan. She pulled away from him and blinks a bit. Ryan looked at her, confused. She closed her eyes for a few seconds before opening them again to see a concerned "Alex" on top of her. Marissa smiled at "Alex" and "Alex" began kissing her again. After another few seconds, Marissa opened her eyes to see Ryan again, and starts to get nervous. Marissa watched Ryan's worried expression before closing her eyes and thinking of all the times Alex had that look on her face.

"Are you okay?" Ryan's voice turned into Alex's. She moved her hand to her forehead before calming down a bit. She swallowed before giving "Alex" a reassuring smile. Marissa pulled "Alex" closer to her by the neck as she kissed her. "Alex" began attacking Marissa's neck again and after a few kisses, she placed one on Marissa's lips. They stared into each other's eyes, but after awhile, "Alex's" face contorted back into Ryan's. Ryan kissed her neck again while Marissa frowned. She shook her head slightly and tried to get free. She felt Ryan move his hand to her chest, and try to kiss her again on the lips, but Marissa shoved Ryan off of her. Ryan sat there confused while Marissa got off the bed quickly.

"Hey. Hey, what's wrong?" He got off the bed and tried to move closer to her. She was backing up to the door.

"I'm sorry. I cant do this. I thought I could, but I...too much has happened."

"Okay, it's alright." Ryan tried to grab for her hand but she had made her way outside of the pool house.

"I'm sorry." Ryan stood there dumbfounded as he watched her leave.

Marissa was laying on her bed, crying, thinking about Alex. 'I miss you so much…' She was wiping her tears away as she felt someone touch her back. Marissa sat up, startled to see Trey. She got off the bed and moved away from him. She was trying to stop her tears as she spoke to him.

"How did you get in here?"

"Uh…the back door was open." They looked at each other for a few seconds. "Look, I just wanna talk." She looked away from him.

"Get out."

"Look, I'm sorry, Marissa. I was out of my mind." He tried to get closer but she moved back.

"And that's an excuse?"

"Look, I didn't plan it, okay? It just, it just happened." She sent him a challenging glare.

"I don't want to hear it."

"Look, I just want things to go back to what they were… I never meant to hurt you."

"Me. Me? What about Ryan? I mean, he's your brother. He loves you! He would do anything for you!"

"Look! I said…" He calmed himself down before getting any angrier. "I said I'm sorry…" Marissa just glares at him. "You don't want to accept my apology? That's fine. But, I want you to promise me something. Promise me you won't say anything to him." Marissa scoffed at hearing Trey's request.

"Get out!" Trey smiled since Marissa didn't say no. "Get out before I call the police!"

"You wouldn't."

"Try me." Trey left the room after a couple of seconds of looking at Marissa.

As soon as he left, she gave a sigh of relief and wrapped her arms around her waist. She went to her window and closed it before sitting back on her bed. She stared at her phone. 'I need to talk to her…' She picked it up and dialed Alex's number. After three rings, the voice mail came up, but it wasn't what she expected.

"Sup, bitches. Alex isn't at her phone right now because we're probably having hot – Jodie? What the hell are you doing? Give me back my –" And it beeped. She hung up her phone and sat there in disbelief. 'Jodie?' Marissa got angry before turning depressed. 'She's back with Jodie…'