Chapter 4: Reoccurrence
Author: Snooglez
Rating: Pg-13
Disclaimer: I Don Own Anything
AN: Yeah I know it's a little slow, it'll pick up just bare with me. Oh and just so you guys get a good picture… Eva looks like Jordana Brewster. That woman is a flippin' goddess! If you've seen D.E.B.S, your probably going "Fuck yeah" right about now.
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Alex had been awake for about an hour now, mind working full throttle in effort to make sense of the recent events. Eva's body was pressed up against her, arm casually draped over her torso. It was this very position that Marissa body would take on in the morning whenever they slept together.
'Just like Marissa.' She thought as her fingers reached over to intertwine themselves in hers.
"Eva?"
Alex shook her gently enough to wake her.
"Mmnh?" She mumbled, barely awake while striving to bury her head under Alex's shoulder to keep the sun from shining into her face.
"I have to go babe." Alex declared watching as the dark haired girl's head popped up in an instant.
Eva's eyes were still closed and she refused to open them due to the intense light that bled through the non shaded window
"Where you going this early?"
Alex loathed to say it… but she asked.
"Um…Jodie's." She hesitated, thinking of plugging her ears with something before the bomb dropped.
A second afterwards she heard a muffled growl arise from under her shoulder. Eva sat all the way up this time, hair completely totaled, to stare the blonde down.
Alex stifled the laugh that promised to come from her lips because it would've only made matters worse.
"What is it with you and her? It's almost like you guys are still going out. I hate her, and yet you're still best friends with that, that… twisted freak."
Alex rolled her eyes. "One, she's my ex so being best friends and all, it's kinda hard to not seem like we're going out. I would never cross that line. She knows that, and you should too. Two, she's you're cousin."
Eva's face warped into disgust. "Don't remind me. It's hard to believe that creature is related to me as it is."
"Eva…" Alex warned.
She could never avoid the constant back fire of mentioning the other's name in the presence of the other.
"Well, I'm sorry I can't stomach that bi-"
"Eva…" Alex warned again a bit louder to get her point across.
"Fine. I'll stop." Eva said lying back down and placing a pillow over her head. "But I'm not taking any of it back." Came her muffled reply followed by something that Alex could only think as something horrible in Spanish.
Alex lifted herself from the bed, and pulled on a clean shirt and pants. She grabbed her keys and headed out.
"See you soon."
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Marissa and Summer were sitting on the living room couch poking spoons at what they thought was strawberries and cream oatmeal. The steaming substance swam in their bowls due the excessive amount of milk that had Seth added.
"Hey, Chef Boy R-Dee! What is up with the oatmeal soup? Are you trying to ruin our Saturday morning or something?" Summer harassed, launching a pillow his way while narrowly missing his head.
"Well, I'm sorry your majesty, but you know as well as I do that men should never be allowed in the kitchen. Comic book nerds aren't made for oatmeal making. That's just how God made us." Seth quipped taking a seat on the floor next to the couch.
"Amen." Marissa chuckled slurping her liquidy oatmeal from her spoon.
Ryan emerged from the bathroom. Seth waved him over.
"Ah Ryan. Come join us for Spongebob, and oatmeal soup. Complete with hot babes with slurping action. It's everything a man needs to start his Saturday off." Seth announced jerking his eyebrows upwards a couple times.
It was Marissa's turn to fire away, smacking the back of his head with a pillow.
Ryan shrugged. "Sure." He then headed towards the kitchen to grab a bowl.
Marissa watched him disappear into the kitchen all while thinking of how the hell she was going to balance him and Alex. She knew she had to break it off with him sooner or later. She felt like he was a burden, and in a way he was. Ryan was slowly diminishing any type of chance that she had to get back with Alex. There was also the Eva factor too. Any way she spun it, the situation was going to be difficult.
Ryan came back in the living room, bowl in hand and headed over to Marissa's side of the couch. Summer was wedged up next to her mindlessly chewing on her gooey cereal all the while laughing at Patrick, mouth wide open for the world to see her breakfast.
Ryan came over blocking her view. "Excuse me Summer."
Summer looked up at him and instantly knew what he was getting at.
"O-oh uh… sure." She stammered sliding to the side while her eyes met with Marissa's pleading ones.
It wasn't that Summer didn't like Ryan. Summer just had a better understanding of Ryan and Marissa's relationship. Although they were back together things weren't exactly as perfect as they seemed. Sure, Marissa had recovered from her guilt trip partially unscathed. But right after she'd jumped into this relationship with him, having found that she had to deal with the petty arguments over the simplest of things. Ryan would butt heads with Marissa, and she being as stubborn as she was wouldn't back down and Ryan didn't like it.
The fights had become more frequent over the past couple months and she had chose to distance herself away from him for a bit. Ryan had sensed it, and continuously made attempts to make up for the damage.
Marissa had tried to make it work. She really did. After breaking it off with Alex she needed someone to help her get over her. She thought Ryan did just that, apart from the mild attacks of the 'what ifs' that would occur whenever something would come across her view reminding her of Alex.
She swore she was over her, but apparently not if the sight of the blonde still stirred up old feelings and pleasant emotions when she'd seen her at the fair after two years.
Summer knew in heart her friend was a lot happier with Alex. Seth knew it too. Summer had always come to him concerned with their friend's relationship, and they both came to the conclusion that Marissa was better off with Alex even if her mother disapproved of it.
Seth didn't want to meddle because he knows that Ryan loves Marissa, even through all the fighting. However through all this mess, it just wasn't going anywhere, and Seth definitely wasn't about to tell Ryan that. He figured it would all play out by itself.
Summer begged to differ, and Seth informed her not to interfere with their problems unless things escalated to the point were they absolutely had to put a foot in.
But Summer was around the Marissa more than Ryan and Seth both so she pretty much had her problems covered. Her problems weren't exactly a burden, but left her feeling quite a bit emotional for the girl, wishing she'd just break it off to ease the pain that was starting to grow, branching out at a rapid pace.
For now she could only hope that things would as Seth said 'play out on its own.'
Summer's cell went off, its loud shrill disturbing the comfortable silence of the room. She put down her bowl wondering who could be calling this early in the morning.
Not wanting to further annoy the group she excused herself into another room.
Flipping the phone open, she eyed the unknown number and answered.
"Hello?"
#"Hey Summer. It's Eva."#
Summer tensed now realizing that she hadn't told Marissa that her and Eva were kinda friends now.
"Oh hey Eva. What's up?" Summer spoke while biting her lip and beginning to shift on each foot.
#"Nothing. Sorry I called so early, did I wake you up?"#
Summer peered out into the living room making sure Marissa wasn't coming. Then closed the door.
"No. I was having breakfast with some friends, we're just sitting around watching tv and stuff."
#"Cool. I was just wondering if we could hang today? Alex is over my cousin's so I'm pretty bored. We could go shopping if you wanna?"#
'Oh crap she wants to hang out! Marissa would freak!'
Marissa came down the hallway to knock on the door. "Summer are you okay in there?"
Summer almost choked as Marissa turned the knob to the door.
"Um yeah Coop I'm fine." Summer smiled fakely at Marissa who had now stepped into the room with her.
#"Hello?"#
Summer returned her ear to the phone. "Uh Okay. When?"
Marissa's brow furled and she wondered what kind of date Summer was setting up with this mystery person.
#"At twelve. Meet me at the Newport Mall in the food court."#
Her eyes met with Marissa's curious ones as she closed the conversation and gave her a meek smile.
"Okay…right…bye."
Summer closed the phone, silently bracing herself for the question that she swore was coming next.
Marissa made herself comfortable in a nearby chair while peering up at Summer who had her back facing her.
"Who was that? Some secret boyfriend on the side? Sounds like you two have plans." She teased, unconsciously leaning her weight on only two legs of the chair.
A pang of guilt washed over the smaller girl as turned around to face her friend. Marissa read Summer's hesitation as a clue that she may have been right. Her eyes widened in disbelief.
"Summer! You do have a secret boyfriend! How could you keep this from me!" She panicked, almost falling out the chair.
"No! I don't have a secret boy friend… a secret friend kinda, I guess." Summer blurted out, faintly embarrassed.
"And why do they have to be a secret?" Marissa prodded even further.
"BecauseitsEva." Summers squeaked out into one word, her nimble fingers fiddling with hem of her shirt.
It took Marissa only a split second to pull apart the actual words in Summer's rushed sentence. She shook her head slowly from left to right, mind going to work to conjure up exactly how they could be making plans without her knowing it.
The smaller girl squeezed her eyes shut, to prepare herself for whatever came out from Marissa mouth next.
"How'd that happen?"
Summer opened one eye to see Marissa's scrunched face, mentally relieved that a meltdown didn't occur…yet.
"We kinda clicked at Shoreside. Remember me distracting her from Alex? Well we made cool convo and now she thinks I'm her friend." She eased out, nowhere near willing enough to look Marissa in the eye.
Marissa just didn't care enough to protest Summer's decision to befriend the girl that was dating the love of her life. Eva was a nice girl as far as she could see. So there was no need to expose her claws, whether she was with Alex or not. That still didn't stop the fact that she was constantly painted green with the emotion envy whenever the couple was in her sights.
"Oh." She managed to pull out as she withdrew herself from her thoughts. Her shoulders raised into a mere shrug. "Well, whatever."
This action confused Summer to the highest extent. Marissa just seemed a little too okay with her going out with Eva… and that's what scared her.
"So, you're okay with all this? Cause I won't if you don't…" She sputtered out, trying her luck to see how okay Marissa really was with it.
"Summer. I'm cool with it, trust me." Marissa grinned.
The small brunette started to eye her suspiciously. "Okay, that's it… you are so coming with me." She went to grab Marissa's hand to pull her out the room.
"What?"
"This is creeping me out way too much. Coop you're freaking me out."
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Jodie opened the door to greet her visitor.
There stood Alex on her door step, raising her eyes to meet Jodie's determined gaze.
"Oh, hey Tarzan." Jodie drawled out grinning widely, leaning partially into the door frame.
"Tarzan?"
"Yeah. The whole swinging from branch to branch in the family tree, who's next… Kate? God knows she needs to get laid, she's always so grumpy." Jodie retorted smirking to no end.
"Would you please refrain from the dry wit this morning? I need to talk to you, seriously." Alex stated crossing her arms, waltzing inside without Jodie's permission.
Jodie knew Alex meant business it if she couldn't take her wise cracks. Usually she'd be firing back with arsenal of her own. That's just how they were. Shutting the door, she went into the kitchen to retrieve her coffee before taking a side on the couch next to Alex.
"Long night?" Jodie asked carefully sipping the hot contents of the mug.
"Try the most fucked up night ever." Alex breathed out before running fingers through her hair.
Jodie arched an eyebrow. "Really? What happened?"
"Marissa happened." She stated simply, slouching her body into a corner of the couch.
"Wow. After what, like two years?"
Jodie had a couple names in mind to call the brunette other than her name, but knew Alex didn't approve as of one syllable of any of it escaping her lips. So instead she bit her tongue whenever Alex would bring the affairs to light. It absolutely disgusted her to hear Alex defend the woman that had broken her down so horribly. But she always put her shoulder out for Alex to lean on, even if she did think her judgment was a bit warped.
"Yeah. She came to John Fuller's party last night, and she asked if we could catch up on stuff so I gave her my number."
Jodie turned to look at Alex's slouched frame next to her. The first thing that came to mind was that Marissa was playing games with her. "Alex I hope you know what you're doing." The darker girl spoke as sincerely as she could.
Alex's eyes aimlessly wandered from the tv, ears listening in on Jodie's lecture.
"That girl completely smashed you into pieces, and you know I love you and I'm 100 behind anything you do babe, but this is insane. If she's trying to get back with you… I just… well I dunno about that." Jodie spoke, concerned about where Alex was heading with all this.
It made Alex uneasy that Jodie still didn't approve of Marissa. She had told her countless times that the girl broke it off from her because of her mom, not because Ryan. Having time to think it over, she found herself second guessing the reason, because Marissa was with Ryan now, but part of her leant towards her trust in Marissa that she wouldn't lie to her about that, and would in time talk to her to get everything straight.
"You sound like my mom. I'm not ten Jodie."
"I know. I just don't wanna see you like that again." Jodie smiled weakly placing a hand on her shoulder.
"I know, thanks. I was planning on keeping my distance anyway. I'm not stupid enough to let that happen again. Trust me."
Jodie nodded and took her word for it, shifting the conversation to something more non Marissa. "So how's Evil Eva the Diva?" She grinned returning her focus back on the tv.
Alex laughed, her spirits gradually lifting. "She's fine."
"That gretchen hasn't said anything behind my back has she? I swear I'm gonna ring her scrawny little chicken neck if she has."
"You know that she has. She always does. What the hell happened between you two make you hate each other so bad?"
"Genes. It's the same fucking story since we were kids. Whenever I'm around she always tries to out do me, and I never let that happen. I think she's jealous or something."
"You guys aren't even sisters, it's so weird."
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"Whoa hey… where are you guys going? What happen to breakfastspongepalooza?" Seth asked, watching the freshly dressed girls come from down stairs.
"We're going out with a friend, away from you two cavemen." Summer shot back, bringing her colored lip gloss to her lips.
Ryan turned around just in time to see Marissa reach for the door knob. "What time are you going to be back, because I had something planned for us." He questioned Marissa.
"I dunno. Summer, what time you think we'll be back?"
Summer shrugged. "I guess around like, five or something… we'll call." She settled before turning out the door.
Ryan turned back around to catch Seth pouting.
"This is the gayest Saturday ever." He sulked.
"I'll say. And sitting here watching the gayest sponge of all time totally seals the deal." Ryan grinned.
"Playstation?" Ryan asked abruptly after a moment of silence.
"Yes please." Seth replied happily as he reached for a controller.
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Summer spotted Eva in a chair by the mall's McDonald's.
Marissa felt sick just knowing she was going to hear about all the things that Alex did with Eva, or how 'special' it was.
"She doesn't even know that me and Alex dated."
Summer frowned. "She doesn't?"
"No. At the fair, Alex introduced me as an old friend. So I don't think she knows." Marissa said fighting the strong urge to make a run for the door.
"Coop calm down. It'll be fine. Just don't like overreact when she talks about Alex okay?" Summer advised not thinking that bring her along was such a great idea at the moment.
"Right."
Eva turned her head just in time to see the two walk over.
"Hey Summer, and uh… Marissa right? We met at the fair I think." Eva smiled at the tall brunette.
Marissa returned the smile. "Yeah. I'm Alex's old friend."
"Wow, I forgot that you're so tall and pretty in person, are you a model?"
Marissa started to blush at Eva's overly humane comments. "N-no. I don't think I'm that pretty." She spit out finally. She could see how Alex could have dated someone like Eva. The girl was extremely gorgeous, and an attitude so sugary sweet it became impossible not to admit to liking her if not falling head over heels for her.
Overall, Marissa was feeling less and less confident about getting Alex back by the second.
"I'm sorry I had to know. Alex never tells me anything about her life. I usually have to hold her down or back her into a corner to get that kind of information out of her… sometimes literally, sometimes not." She joked chuckling afterwards.
Summer politely laughed with her, nudging her elbow into Marissa's side for her to join in too.
But she didn't, and Summer sighed inwardly thanking the worlds that Eva didn't notice.
Marissa didn't know how to treat the joke. It didn't hurt her, but it damn sure opened her eyes a bit wider. She began to dread again at this outing with Eva.
"Shall we go?" Eva asked leading the way.
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After about three hours of intense store hopping, the three were up to their eyes in bags. Eva had invited them back to her house for lunch.
The house itself wasn't too big, but not too small either. It was definitely more than enough for two or three people to live in.
"Nice house Eva." Summer complemented placing down her bags on a nearby sofa. Marissa followed not too far behind.
"Thanks. My dad gave it too me. After I told them that me and Alana were more than just amigas, my mother threw me out. My father knew I had no where to go so he gave me a house. My sister felt sorry for me so, she came to live with me too."
Marissa felt the déjà vu wash over her. Her mother had threatened to throw her out, and out of panic she had broken it off with Alex.
"Sorry." Marissa apologized knowing where she was coming from.
"It's cool. It's not like I'm sad or anything. I was glad I got away. Now I do what I please." She beamed, picking up the bags to drop them into her bedroom.
Marissa flopped down on a recliner near Summer.
"Thank gods we left the mall when we did."
"Why you say that?"
"I swore that if Eva asked me about one more lesbian labeled shirt to give to Alex, I was going to back hand her to death." Marissa whispered.
Summer busted into laughter. "Coop you are so bad! She's not that bad c'mon."
"You weren't even with me, you were in Fred Segal!" Marissa pointed out before Eva entered back in the room.
Eva wandered into the kitchen, rummaging through her drawers. Summer walked up to sink, watching her bring out almost a dozen different spices from the spice rack.
"So what we having?" Summer asked, examining each label of the spices.
"This really good spicy chicken with rice, red beans, and corn. My mom used to make it."
"Cool." Summer didn't mind the choice of food because she hadn't ate all day.
Moments later, Marissa popped her head in. "Eva, where's the bathroom?"
"You have to use the one upstairs, cause the one down here is out of order."
"Okay."
"It's in my bedroom. Look for the door with the fuzzy handcuffs on the door knob." Eva teased, winking at Summer.
The smaller girl just cleared her throat, nervous chuckle following.
Marissa started her way upstairs, and found a bedroom, but it didn't have a bathroom in it. So she traveled down the hall further and found another bathroom.
'Thank god there's no pink fuzzy hand cuffs.' She thought to herself as she pushed open the door. She finally found the bathroom.
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Alex pulled into the driveway, cursing a foreign car that was in her usual spot. After she got out of her jeep she recognized that it was Summer's baby blue corvette.
She stepped into the house ready to greet Summer as planned.
"I'm home!" Alex announce as she stepped into the kitchen.
"Hey sexy."
Eva turned around to greet her girlfriend with a chaste kiss to the lips.
"Hey Summer." Alex threw at the now quiet girl. 'She lives here!'
"Hey Alex." Summer tossed back as she allowed her newly form thoughts to wander.
Alex took a seat at the table next to Summer. "So what'd you two do today?"
"Shopping, and stuff… oh and I got you some new shirts, they're upstairs on the bed." Eva informed her as she pulled our some chicken from the refrigerator. "Go try 'em on."
Alex hopped up from her chair, and headed upstairs.
Alex's fingers hooked under the hem of her shirt, pulling the garment over her head letting it drop to the floor. A faint noise fluttered from the bathroom, and she paused, only to pass it off as the faucet pipes squeaking again. She continued to try on her new clothing, walking around in nothing but a bra and underwear, stopped right in front the bathroom door, remembering she'd left some her jewelry by the sink. As she reached for the knob the door flung open, shock rendering her of the any time to react as her body collided into someone else's.
Alex's immediate reaction was to scream, and she did because no one else was supposed to be in the house according to her. Marissa stumbled backwards, almost falling into the toilet as she strived to regain her posture.
The blonde stood in the doorway, hand clutching her chest, inwardly wishing she could actually squeeze it to slow its beating.
"Jesus Christ Marissa!" She choked out, coming to her senses enough to make an attempt to cover herself with the shirt in hand. "You scared the hell out of me!"
Marissa, clearly embarrassed, brought both hands up to her eyes to shield herself from Alex's nakedness.
"Oh my god… I'm so sorry!" The panicked brunette blurted out, feeling her face grow warmer by the second.
Alex stood there, mouth agape struggling to escape the dumbfounded feeling she was currently experiencing. Her brain wasn't processing thoughts correctly so she couldn't put two and two together as of to why Marissa was in her room.
"It's okay! It's okay! Why are you in here?" Alex asked turning into her room, racing to get her clothes back on while Marissa sat in the bathroom floor with her hands still on her eyes.
"Uh…Eva told me to use this one. The other bathroom is broken I think."
Alex came back into the bathroom, through all her nervousness giggling at the sight of Marissa imitating the look of a child playing hide and go seek.
"This isn't funny Alex."
"You can open your eyes now." She reassured helping Marissa to her feet. Her face was still beet red. Alex was now grinning from ear to ear. "This wasn't exactly how I thought we were gonna meet again."
"Yeah." Marissa admitted. She had Alex's number and felt that she would call her whenever she was ready to set up a date to talk to her, but this was way too soon, and she wasn't prepared at all.
Neither knew what to say next so they stood there staring at each other, every emotion that they felt for each other rekindled in a split second, and suddenly Marissa felt alive again.
'God, how could I forget how incredibly beautiful she is.' Alex thought to herself fighting the biting urge to reach out and touch her somehow.
Instead she reached out for her rings on the sink, leaning over, causing their bodies to touch in the small space. Marissa didn't move, nor did she want to, drinking the warmth of Alex's body on hers. Alex sensed this, and tested her, slyly proceeding forwards, pinning her against the sink. The air became so thick around them, they felt they had to breathe harder just to stay alive.
Alex grabbed the rings, but her body protested the idea of moving from her current spot. She moved her head so that they were facing, noticing Marissa had an indefinable spark in her hazel eyes. Her breath had hitched itself in the middle of her throat, pupils dilating as Marissa grew bolder by the second, wrapping her arms arm her waist. They were nose to nose now, tongues running across lips, hot breath bleeding onto skin.
So close.
The world had actually melted away, and lips came crashing into lips. Everything that was innocent, had become devilishly forbidden, in a matter of minutes.
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It gets better I promise.