OH! Who so totally called it? Did you guys see how next episode Ryan has sex with Marissa? I said it would happen! Chapter one of The Difference! If Marissa gets pregnant, that is it, I'm psychic. I saw the preview for next week and Ryan was like "Are you sure you want to do this?" and I was, Is this what I think it is? and then it was like "the moment you've been waiting for for three years" and I saw the clip and I went "OH WHO SO TOTALLY CALLED IT?"
Anyways, yeah. Sorry for the lack of updates on this story.
Disclaimer: I may as well own The O.C., since I called what was going to happen about three months ago, but I don't.
UN-SEASON THREE SPOILERS
Ryan sucked in a deep breath. What he was about to do was not going to be easy. It required courage, willpower, and good English skills.
Two out of three wasn't bad.
He sat down and began to write.
Dear Marissa,
I'm begging you to please, please not rip up this letter as soon as you see who it's from…
Marissa grabbed the mail. She sifted through it: junk, catalogue, bill, junk, junk, magazine, bill, letter. Letter?
She ripped it open and began to read.
…as soon as you see who it's from. It's Ryan. If you haven't flushed this down the toilet by now, please don't. I wanted to tell you all this in person, but I'd like to avoid being arrested for violating the restraining order. So here goes.
Marissa, I never, ever, ever, ever cheated on you. And I never will. It does, however, seem weird that you didn't even let your husband of seven years explain something that could have been (actually, was) misinterpreted. You know my secretary, Lauren. How many times has she called the house and dropped the phone, or tripped over the cord? You know she's a klutz. I had brought her home to get a file that she had to type up, when she tripped over a stack of clothes, and accidentally landed on me, smearing lipstick all over my front. I had taken off my shirt to change out of the dirty one, when you walked in. I know that you're thinking that that's way too convenient of an excuse. It's weird I know, but it's true. Marissa, I love you so much. I would never cheat on you…
"Please, please let me come home. I love you. Ryan," Marissa finished aloud over the phone, half-sobbing.
Silence.
"Summer? Are you there?"
"Yeah."
"What do you think?"
"I think you should believe him."
"Sum, I know it doesn't soun- What?"
"I said, I think you should believe him."
"But… you said…" Marissa faltered.
"He's telling the truth, Coop. And you know it."
Marissa sighed. "I know."
"And you feel like crap because you didn't listen to him and he was right all along and you made him suffer. What you're feeling is perfectly normal. You'll want to apologize to him and he'll tell you to forget about it."
"Thanks, Dr. Phil."
"No problem."
Marissa heard a knock on the door. "Come in!" she called.
"Um… hi."
She knew that voice.
Ryan.
She stood up. "I… got your letter."
"And…"
She moved closer to him. "I believe you."
He rested his forehead against hers. "Good."
Madison walked in. "Ewww! Mommy and Daddy are kissing!"