Hey! Yay for reviews. :P They make me want to write more. Anyway, I really appreciate them. The last chapter was good and fuffly right? Well, this one is diffenatly not fluffy...at all. I actually wrote it yesterday, but waited to keep you guys on the edge of your seats (cruel huh?), but if I wait too long you'll forget, so here it is. So read and review!

DISCLAIMER: Do I look like I own it? Didn't think so

"Care to explain." Tommy looked sternly at Marissa, in complete shock. That was one of the last things he had expected to see. It made his stomache churn and it made him angry. Angry at himself for trusing Marisaa and Ryan, that they had no feelings for each other. He was angry at Ryan and Marissa for fooling around in her room.

"Nothing was happening." She looked him in the eye, frowning. She went and sat on the bed, still messing with her frumbled blonde hair.

"Lying to me!" His voice began to rise as the image of his girlfriend ontop of another guy filled his head. She hadn't had sex with him yet and she would give it up for him during one study session. It made him furious.

"I'm not lying! Nothing happened between me and Ryan." Marissa exclaimed, tears brimming in her eyes. She knew he would be upset, it was expected of him. She wouldn't deny that he had every right to it. However she did believe that Tommy should trust her.

"Oh come on Marissa! Your hair was messed up. Your hair is never messed up, it's always perfect! He had lipstick on his face! Actually…" He leaned closer to her, "The same lipstick you're wearing right now! And the final clue that nothing happened." He mocked her. "You were on top of him!" He was breathing heavily. The more Tommy thought about it, the more angry he became.

"We were just having some fun." Tears were welling up and she was trying so hard to keep them in. "We had a pillow fight, thus the hair." She pointed to her head. "I used lipstick as a weapon and had just won the fight when you entered." She told him honestly. The look on his face proved he didn't believe her one bit.

"Great story, you worked out all the details. What, you guys plan that before you started making out?" He fursiously asked her. "Or did you plan it at school where you couldn't make out?" He raised his eyebrows.

"We weren't making out! God, it's the truth!" She exclaimed through clenched teeth. She felt almost like Summer and rage blacks out coming up inside her.

"How long." He lowered his voice into a stern whisper as he looked in her eyes and hoped they would reveal the truth or something he could work with. He really cared about Marissa, but it was obvious to him, she cared more about Ryan then him.

"How long what?" Marissa stood up again and turned her face so she was looking out the french doors. She saw the pool house light on and wished she didn't know Ryan was there. But she did, and wondered what his girlfriends reaction would be.

"How long have you been seeing him behind my back?" he questioned her, so sure that he had figured out the puzzle. That was why she was so defensive when it came to him and her relationship woth him. It was the reason she hung out with him all the time.

"Oh, I don't…" She pondered the question then wipped her head back towards her boyfriend. "Never!" Marissa shouted loudly and then continued. "I have NOT been seeing him! We're just friends. I thought I already told you that." She was breathing heavy and she looked flustered.

"Oh come on. I've seen the way you look at him. The way he looks at you. The way your eyes look when you stare at his house." Marissa turned her head away from the window. "Oh, the look you get when someone says him name or when you talk about him." He looked down sadly. "Who was I kidding?" He wondered out loud.

"Your wrong, you are so wrong." She looked down and bit her lip, the first tear finally feel and touched her neck lightly.

"We're over." He left abruptly.

Marissa stood there for a second then followed him down the stairs and outside. Tommy was in his car and had turned the key in the ignition. Hope came in his heart as he saw her walk out the door. She was looking down arms across her chest. She was very upset. He thought she was coming out to beg for another chance with him. Tommy thought that she might love him, or at least love him the way he loved her. The hope in his heart fell when he realized she was heading over to Ryan's. At that moment he knew he had been right all along. He drove away from Marissa's house sadly.