Ryan. Marissa.
The names just fit together, always has, always will. At least that's what he thought. He remembered what happened so clearly. Sometime he just wished he could forget.
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Flashback
Marissa had a nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach. Her life had changed because of the mistake of two young and in love teenagers. She might not have a successful future ahead of her but Ryan could. Her leaving would be the best for both of them. He could live the life he deserved and she could leave and look after their unborn child. The one that wouldn't have a father.
Marissa awoke to the sight of a ruffled, sleeping Ryan beside her. Her heart dropped tothink that she had to leave him, but it was for the best. His eyes lazily opened and his mouth broke into a slight smile.
"Morning" Ryanmurmered still smiling.
"Morning" Marissa said gazing into his eyes.
Marissa sat up and rubbed her eyes, "Ryan, I got to go."
"Why? Do you have to?"
"Ya, I have something I need to do"
"Well I'll see you later, right?"
Marissa didnt reply insted she answered, "Goodbye, I love you."
"I love you too, bye."
Walking out of the poolhouse door she whispered, "Goodbye...Forever"
End of Flashback
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Marissa gazed the silent and serene graveyard, sitting on the grass as she did everyday…five years had past since she left and her heart broke every time she though of Ryan and the baby. The baby she lost. She stared at the grave shaped as baby booties and the blue teddy laying on the ground.
Jack Atwood
November 17 2005
My baby. My son. My hopes. My life.
The silence of Jack's birth tore her apart. He was stillborn and didnt deserve what fate had planned for him. The silence of the graveyard caused her to fall to the ground and weap. Weap for the unfairness of life. The death of an innocent and the longing of a loved one.
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Ryan thoughts were broken by the sudden shrill of a telephone. After a few listening to the grave words spoken. He bowed his head down and a tear slipped down his cheek. It was Trey. He moved to New York and was involved in a car crash. He died. The last part of his family was now gone forever. Forever. Isn't. Always. Forever. But for Trey it was.