The idea of starting a new life was put on hold…
But Ryan refused to leave Marissa's side…
And she refused to leave his…
So it ended up…
That the pair went back to the pool house…
So they never had to be apart.
Marissa laid down on Ryan's bed, closing her eyes. "I want to sleep and dream about you forever."
Ryan, who was still drying off from their shower, sat down at the edge of the bed. "Well I'm right here. Forever." Ryan laid down next to her and she settled against him.
"I still want to leave. Being alone with you for the rest of my life sounds…peaceful. Amazing. Fantastic. And it kinda sounds quiet."
"Oh, you know I'm not quiet," Ryan said mockingly, kissing her gently on the lips.
"I didn't mean like that. I was referring too the fact that I've known you for four years and only heard about…like six words. I think they were whoever you want me to be."
"Very funny," Ryan said, kissing her again. "Look, I'm gonna talk to Sandy again, see if we can get on board with our exit from town."
"That means you'll actually have to leave me," Marissa pointed out.
"An event I'm not looking forward to. But if everything works out, I'll never have to be away from you again," Ryan said.
"An event I am looking forward too."
"Alright, be right back. With dinner."
"Miss you," Marissa said, as he looked back once more before opening the door. Ryan stood starring at her for a moment.
"You know, you could always come," he offered.
"Good idea," Marissa hopped to her feet and hurried to his side.
"I seem to be full of those," Ryan smiled, grabbing her hand, and leading her outside.
"Hey Sandy," Ryan said, entering the kitchen, Marissa just behind him.
"Hey you two," Sandy said, as he finished setting the table.
"So we were thinking off heading off early tomorrow. Try and finds a place," Ryan said.
Sandy nodded, "Fine. Dinners almost ready. Can you get Seth?"
"Sure," Ryan kissed Marissa again and left.
"So, you know, just because we're leaving, doesn't mean we aren't coming back," Marissa said.
"I know," Sandy sighed, "But it's always hard, letting a kid go."
"Well, he loves you," Marissa said.
"I know," Sandy said, "And he loves you, too."
"So, do you need any help?"
"Sure!" Sandy smiled, "D'you know how to work a grill?"