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Chapter 7
Ryan groaned. The sunlight slicing through the room crossed his face and blinded him as he opened his eyes. He rolled over and checked his alarm clock.
Shit.
He'd slept in. He was supposed to be meeting Marissa ten minutes ago for breakfast. It wasn't till he flipped open his phone that he noticed something at the poolside.
As Seth suggested outrageous names he pretended to act annoyed but really he was appreciative of his lame attempts to cheer him up. He saw Theresa approaching them and he held his breath waiting for the verdict. She remained silent for a second before she threw herself into his arms, "I'm so sorry, Ryan,"
The three of them entered the kitchen to find Sandy and Kirsten in knots with one another. Ryan averted his eyes for the first time not jealous of the man with Kirsten in his arms. Kirsten shot an apologetic glance at Ryan before asking suddenly, "Is everything okay?" Seth muttered a response before Theresa could announce.
"I'm pregnant."
Ryan slid into the passenger seat just as Kirsten turned the ignition. "I'm coming with you," he said firmly. Kirsten sighed and reversed out of the driveway.
"What do you want, Ryan?" she asked wearily.
"To talk to you away from everyone else. Every time I get near you Theresa or Sandy or Seth or… whoever shows up!" He said loudly in frustration.
"Well that's what happens when you let pregnant girlfriends stay in the pool house," she shot back angrily. There was an uneasy pause before she continued quietly, "How could you be stupid? It's bad enough you're sleeping with her after two days but to be so…STUPID! Why didn't you use something?" Kirsten gripped the steering wheel tightly to stop herself from smacking him.
"I'm sorry. I… I don't know why I mean we used to… all the time and not use anything and it was fine." Ryan stopped realising how stupid he sounded. Kirsten sighed and stopped at the red light, "Where are we going?" he asked not knowing where they were headed.
"To get dinner. Thai." She explained.
"Kirsten?" He said softly, "Kirsten, I'm scared. I don't know how to do this. I mean a baby?"
"Theresa told you she didn't want to go through with it didn't she?" Kirsten asked sighing, "You don't have to worry. It'll be fine. You just have to be there for her okay?" Ryan nodded silently. Kirsten pressed the brake lightly as she pulled up outside the restaurant. Ryan unbuckled his seatbelt and opened his door but Kirsten placed a hand on his arm, "Stay here." She didn't want them to start fighting in the middle of a restaurant.
Ryan laid his head back onto the seat and closed his eyes. He hated himself. For everything. For betraying Sandy. Seth. Marissa. Now he had betrayed Kirsten. He didn't think he could face letting down his kid. And if Theresa were to go through with the pregnancy he knew he would let them down. All of them. It was a certainty. He was relieved to hear her words explaining that she couldn't have the baby.
The baby.
Her baby.
His baby?
He didn't even know if it was his. It could be Eddies. Fuck it WAS Eddies. There was only one occasion since she came back that they'd slept together with no protection. And she'd been fucking Eddie for how long? How could she be putting this on him now? Finally he'd broke away and was having a life. Going to school. Getting good grades. Having a family. Fighting over the girl next door. Saving the girl next door. Talking crazy guys out of blowing him self away. Saving the girl next door. Fucking his foster mother. Saving the girl next door.
Okay it wasn't exactly plain sailing but it was a far cry better than his old life. Drugs. Alcohol. His mother's boyfriends kicking the shit out of him when he wouldn't let them climb into his bed at night. He didn't want to leave the Cohen's. But he we would have to unless she actually has the abortion which he knows she won't. He could see the fear in her eyes. She doesn't want the abortion anymore than Ryan wants this baby. His thoughts were interrupted by the car door slamming and three bags of Thai being thrust into his lap.
"You were ages in there."
"Yeah it's busy," she explained. She reached across and took his hand, "You're gunna be okay. Whatever happens. You'll be fine. We're here for you okay?"
Ryan nodded, "I know. But what about us? What'll happen?"
Ryan swung his legs out of bed and got to his feet. His stood motionless for a second taking in the vision outside his door. He shook his head in disbelief. Was he still asleep? He finally reached the door he knew he was awake. He was faced with two large pools of blue. "Hello stranger."
Ryan made his way through an excruciating dinner before retiring to the pool house. She wasn't going through with it. He was so fucking angry. How could she be so selfish? This was his decision too. He was part of this and she had gone ahead and made her mind up about the whole thing. Now he had to go back. It was a fucking hole. He was going to be living with Theresa's mother as well. Good job living with a woman who hates you for ruing her Christian daughters life. There was a knock at the door.
Theresa.
He forgot this was her pool house now. He was demoted to Seth's bedroom floor for her. He tried to hide the hurt and hatred in his eyes but he knew she saw it. "You okay?" she asked.
"I'm fine." He answered solemnly before departing to Seth's room.
He lay awake the entire night thinking about his future. His life with Theresa. He never really gave his future a thought before he came to live with the Cohens. He figured if he made it to the end of the day he was doing pretty good. Living withy the Cohens he had to think about his future. They were always asking him about college and job opportunities. He tried to act nonchalant and uninterested in the entire topic but secretly he was excited. Maybe he'd try for a scholarship. Hell if he could become an apprentice somewhere he'd be happy. Now everything was in the gutter. His entire future, all his plans ripped to shreds. And for what? To make Kirsten jealous? For a night with a girl he didn't give a shit about?
The next day would be hell. Marissa and Kirsten at the wedding. Both silently pleading with him to stay. Well Marissa maybe not so silently. He'd have to steal a moment with Kirsten before he left. He couldn't go without saying goodbye. His stomach gave a sudden jolt as he finally came to realise that it really would be goodbye. It would be goodbye forever. There was no more.
"Wh… what… how?" he stuttered as she placed her hands on his chest and pushed him gently back into the pool house.
"I'm all better. Actually it was my idea to stay a bit longer but Sandy's voice on the phone… I felt guilty. So here I am." She said softly still leading his slowly backwards toward his dishevelled bed.
"Does Sandy know you're here?" he asked quickly. Kirsten grinned and shook her head.
"He's passed out in his office." Ryan frowned. He knew how much Sandy had missed her. Kirsten noticed his body tensing in worry, "Look I know he's worried but he's asleep and I know he hasn't been sleeping. What harm can it do if we steal an hour to catch up?" Before he could answer she captured his lips with her own. He relaxed and let his hands explore her new more voluptuous body. Her hips were curved and her ass was more rounded than before. He pulled away and noticed her face was fuller and her cheeks were rosy. He grinned and ran his hands through her hair. It was shinier than he remembered and her chest felt more cushioned than before. Her breath no longer had the tell tale sting of alcohol and her eyes were alive with adrenaline. He had grown so accustomed to her frail and bony form that he was shocked to find her shoving him forcefully back onto the bed.
Ryan looked at Sandy in utter desperation. His voice was reassuring and supportive but his eyes were screaming for help. He needed Sandy to tell him to stay. That he wasn't allowed to go. He was his guardian he could save him again. He could stop this. He knew it was unfair to expect him to save him again but he really needed it. He didn't want to go. He didn't want to leave them. They were his family. Ryan got to his feet quickly before his thoughts managed to slip out. Just as Sandy got to his feet Kirsten appeared at his door. "Just wanted to say to goodbye," she said softly as Sandy passed her at the doorway. He knew they needed time alone. Kirsten closed the door behind her, "To think I didn't want you here at first," she laughed sadly. A few tears made their way down her face and onto her shirt.
"I don't wanna leave Kirsten. I wanna stay with you." He allowed his thoughts to spill out. Kirsten made her way toward him and wrapped her arms around him.
"Don't go." She whispered clinging to him desperately, "Please don't go." She reached up and kissed him softly He pulled her closer trying to soak up every ounce of her. He didn't ever want to let her go.
"I have to go." He said softly. Tears flooded her eyes as she held on tighter," I have to. I'm sorry."
Ryan panted trying to catch his breath as Kirsten rested her head on his shoulder. She was till on his lap with her jeans at her ankles and her shirt ripped open. "You have no idea how much I needed that." She whispered between breaths.
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