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He would never come back again
Kirsten cried. She was holding Ryan in her arms. Why didn't the ambulance come? They seemed to wait for ages since they had arrived at the beach. Ryan was shot and was now unconscious. I hope he can make it. They turned around. The sound of the ambulance had taken away the trance. The doctor jumped out of the car and ran towards them. Sandy had taken care of Summer. She had been the adult in the last hours. Now it was her turn to cry. Seth would leave her again and Marissa wouldn't be the same anymore. Perhaps she would try to kill herself again. Marissa was still holding Ryan's hand when the paramedics lifted him onto the stretcher. She wouldn't let him go. Not now. Not tonight. Not in the next fifty years. Seth seemed to be thinking about what happened but he wasn't; his mind had stopped to think when his parents had arrived. He didn't want him to leave him again. He didn't want to be alone. He needed him. Just like Marissa needed him.
Two weeks had passed by since Ryan's death. Seth didn't come out of his room anymore and Kirsten did the same. Seth cried every day. He had lost his brother. He had lost his best friend.
Kirsten didn't cry. She'd lay in her bed staring at the pool house. He had been her son. He had called her 'Mom'. Never would she forget that. There was no chance that he would come back this time. Ryan was dead and nobody could undo it.
Sandy tried to be strong for both Kirsten and Seth but when he was sitting in his office he couldn't be strong. Ryan had called him 'Dad' and he would never forget that. Never would he forget the love that he felt for Ryan. Never would he forget how Ryan had lit up their life. How Ryan had made Seth to a happy teenager. How Ryan was a friend and a brother for Seth. Tears ran down his face. He wouldn't come back again like he came back in summer. Together with Seth. Like he came back from school every day. Like he came back home.
Marissa sat in her room. She still couldn't understand that Ryan was dead. It was easier to believe that he had gone away, back to Chino. Back to Theresa. She knew that she would never see him again but it was so much easier to pretend that Ryan had only moved away. She knew he would never come back again, but pretending was so much easier.
Summer tried to be strong for Seth, but he wouldn't let her. He didn't want to see anyone. He didn't want to see Summer. Summer tried to understand it. Her boyfriend had lost his brother and his best friend. His only friend. She knew that Ryan wouldn't come back. Never would they be the 'Fantastic Four'. Never again. She remembered how she first met Ryan. And how she got together with Seth. She remembered that she and Seth wouldn't be a couple if it hadn't been for Ryan. She remembered how they all became friends. How Marissa and Seth and Ryan and Summer finally got together. She would never forget that. And she knew that Ryan wouldn't come back again.
Julie couldn't soothe her daughter. She tried to understand her daughter. She knew that Marissa had been in love with Ryan. He had been the love her life and now he was dead. Julie never wanted Marissa and Ryan to be a couple but she knew deep in her heart that Ryan had been the one Marissa wanted to marry. And she knew that Marissa wouldn't be able to cope with Ryan's death. She wanted to help Marissa. She wanted to be a good mother for her right now, but she couldn't She knew that Ryan wouldn't come back again.
Caleb tried to be strong for his family. He knew that Kirsten didn't come out of her room. He knew that Seth did the same. And Marissa seemed to live in another universe where Ryan was still alive. He remembered how he had refused to see Ryan as a grandson. How he had blamed Ryan for everything that went wrong in his family. He remembered how he accused Ryan of only wanting the money his family had. How he accused Ryan of ruining the lives of both Kirsten and Lindsay. He remembered how the regrets came when he had seen his family last week on the funeral. He knew life wouldn't be the same. He knew Ryan wouldn't come back again.
They knew that Ryan wouldn't come back again.
