Ryan opened his eyes slowly and looked around, he didn't recognize this room and he felt a bit worried for a second. But then he heard something he definitively recognized and that was Luke's snoring. He let out a sigh, he hated to wake up in an unknown bedroom, had done that to many times you could say. And those times almost never had a happy ending.
But with Luke on the sofa and he in a big comfortable bed in what looked like a girls room, without a girl seemed a bit strange.
Then it hit him: Marissa and Trey kissing each other, the booze and the fight. No wonder that his body where pretty sore, his chest and back were hurting but nothing he couldn't handle.
But it was his left hand that made him a little worried; it had swollen during the night, had a dark blue colour and was throbbing with pain. He tried to move his fingers but it didn't go so well, the throbbing became really painful. So that means no moving the fingers, he thought to himself ironically.
The pain went back to a throbbing after a few minutes and he sighed, he really needed a smoke right now. As he swung his leg over the bedside and sat up he felt a little dizzy and a dull headache formed in the back of his head. And add a drink to that smoke to save you from the upcoming hangover, he thought.
Ryan walked quietly out of the room in search for a bathroom and then the patio. He found the bathroom and was abit surprised as his feet stepped on the cold floor. Looking down, he saw his bare feet. He must have kicked his socks off when he was asleep; he hated to sleep with them on.
Looking up, he saw his face in the mirror: Not so bad, he thought, no black eyes just a bruise that covered his right cheekbone.
Breathing in some fresh air before he light up his cigarette, he sat down on the patio and looked out over the ocean. The nicotine spread a sense of calm thru his body.
"God morning, babe." A girl said walking towards him. "Can I bum one?"
Ryan just looked at her, trying to remember her name and then it came to him: Mariah, her party, reason of the fight. Then he nodded holding his pack to her and then took out the lighter.
"Thanks, how are you feeling?" Mariah asked taking a drag of the cigarette. She leaned towards him slightly touching the bruise.
"I'm fine." He said, looking into her eyes and then turned away from her.
"Oh, great. Was my bed comfortable?" She asked with a smile.
Ryan just nodded, he felt her laying her hands on his back and then she started to run them up and down, caressing him.
"I'm really grateful for what you did last night." She said with a sugar-coated voice and started to breath down his neck.
Ryan closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. Why was he so uptight? Here a beautiful girl was hitting on him and he just wanted to run. You can never trust anyone again, a little voice in his head said. Just think off what Marissa and Trey did to you. He was just about to stand up and run away again when:
"Where is the breakfast?" Luke asked as he joined them outdoors. He looked at Ryan who had "a deer caught in the headlight"-look in his eyes.
"Sorry but breakfast is not served here." Mariah said stepping away from Ryan a bit.
"Maybe we should get out off here and get something to eat. I'm starving!" Luke said with a smile. "Thanks for letting us stay the night, Mariah. Great party yesterday."
"Anything for my hero." She said looking at Ryan with hungry eyes. "Maybe we will see each other around." She gave Ryan a kiss on his unharmed cheek before she walked into the house.
"Thanks man." Ryan said letting out a sigh.
"Anytime, man!" Luke said smiling big. "But I do like your look, that says help me!"
"I did not look like that!"
"Say what you want." Taking a closer look at hid friend, Luke asked: "How are you feeling? Nice shiner you got there."
"Good, then let's get out of here and grab something to eat."
Ryan nodded and they walked into the house gathering up their things, then they walked to Luke's truck.
"So breakfast?" Luke asked getting behind the wheel.
"It's nearly two." Ryan said.
"Hm, so lunch? And then what?"
"I don't know. I really need a shower and some new clothes."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. So we will go to your place first?"
"No!" Ryan almost yelled. "I don't want to go back there until I have to."
"Ok, then my place. You can borrow some of my clothes." Luke said, decided not to push it right now.
The rest of the drive were silent, Luke glanced over at Ryan several times. He was worried, Chino was already on his third smoke and he had opened one of the beers which were left behind from yesterday. Something big must have happened, Ryan had quit smoking and he never drank this much.
Ryan was lost in his own thoughts, what should he do? He didn't want to see Trey and Marissa for a long time, but he lived in the same house as his brother. Sandy and Kirsten would be back Monday afternoon, so he could stay with Luke until then. Seth was to busy with Summer to notice that he wasn't home.
But he could never get the Cohen's to let him stay at Luke's house for a week without letting them know that something was wrong,
"Here we are!" Luke said interrupting his thoughts.
They walked into the big house, Luke steered them into his room first to get some clothes and towels, he handed Ryan a pair of dark blue sweatpants and a white t-shirt. When Ryan grabbed the clothes Luke saw his injured hand for the first time.
"Wow, dude. That gotta hurt!" he said carefully taking Ryan's hand, looking it over.
"It's nothing." Ryan said. "It looks worse than it is."
"Sure." Luke said raising an eyebrow. "How did it happen?"
"I think one of the guys kicked it or stepped on it." Ryan said shrugging.
"It doesn't' look so good. Maybe we should let a doctor take a look at it; you know it could be broken."
"I don't think that it's broken." Ryan's said walking towards the bathroom. "But if it still hurts Monday, I'll let the school nurse take a look at it. If that makes you feel better."
"Yeah, it would. You can't play soccer with a broken hand."
"Maybe, maybe not."
Ryan walked into the bathroom, closed and locked the door before he undressed. He turned on the hot water and let it run down his back. He tried to empty his head of thoughts about Marissa and Trey but they didn't want to disappear.
How could they betray him like this? Didn't they know how much he loved them? Yes, he loved Marissa and Trey had become a really good brother.
But now things were different, could he forgive them? Maybe, but now he just wanted them to keep their distance.
About a half an hour later he walked into the living room, Luke was there watching TV. His hair was still wet and he had beer in his right hand. He looked up at Ryan when he walked in, handing him a beer when he sat down next to him.
"So, can we get something to eat now?" Luke asked.
"Yes, what do you want?"
"Uh, I don't know? The Crab Shack maybe?"
"Great, let's go then! I'm starving!"
At the Crab Shack, the boys sat down in a corner both and ordered some food. Ryan knew the waiter so they got a couple of beers to drink. While they where waiting for the food to arrive Luke's cell phone started to ring.
"Luke. Oh, hey Marissa….." Luke looked over at Ryan, who's head shot up when Luke said Marissa's name. Luke looked at him pointing at the phone; Ryan shook his head like yesterday and mouthed no.
"Uh no, Marissa. I still haven't heard from Ryan. I'll call you if I see him. Bye." Luke said hanging up.
"Thanks again, man." Ryan said and took a zip of his beer.
"Dude, you know I got you back. Tell me what's going on, and don't tell me it's nothing. I know it's something big!" Luke said, Marissa had sounded frantic and he think he had heard Trey in the background.
"I don't want to dump my problems on you." Ryan said in a low voice.
"Hey man, you have been there for me to dump my problems on. My gay dad, Julie Cooper. Let me be there for you."
"Don't tell me you want to a hug also." Ryan said and smiled a little. Luke smiled back, nodding for Ryan to start talking. Ryan sighed.
"Yesterday, after you dropped me off Marissa and I had plans. I was early and walked to the pool house, there I saw Trey and Marissa talking. As I walked in they started to kiss." Ryan grabbed the bottle and almost drained it.
"No way, man!" Luke almost shouted, Ryan just nodded looking at his friend. "I can't believe it! What did you do?"
"Nothing, I did nothing." Ryan said clenching his right fist. "I couldn't believe my own eyes. Marissa said that she could explain, but then she started to cry and I ran away…"
"I understand. I'm sorry dude." Luke said. "Just let me know if I can help."
"Thanks, can you just keep them off my back. I can't really talk to them right now."
"Sure thing. You gonna stay at my place over the weekend?"
"If that's ok?" Ryan said looking down at the table.
"Of course, as long as you need."
Ryan nodded and the food came. Both boys still a bit chocked over Marissa and Trey's betrayal ate in silence. Luke was starving, but Ryan ate almost nothing.
After the dinner they talk about what to do and they decided to go to the beach to take it easy. The sun was still shining and it was still hot outside, they made a stop by a liqorstore to buy some beers.
There were a few people on the beach enjoying the sun but it wasn't crowded. Luke took off his shirt and sat down on the sand. He let out a low whistle when Ryan took off his shirt before sitting down.
"Shit dude, I'm starting to think that I was to late yesterday to save your ass!" Luke said watching the big bruise on Ryan's lower back.
"Have been thru worse." Ryan said, looking down at his chest which had also a big nasty bruise covering his right side from his lower ribs down to waistband of his pants. "It's just some bruises."
"Well, I can't understand that you can be moving looking like that. If I had those I wouldn't be up and moving."
"Well that's why you are Newport Soft Poster Boy." Ryan said smiling.
"Maybe, but I can so kick your ass!"'
"In your dreams poster boy!"
They clinked their beers and sat there talking, soon they were joined by people they knew and when the darkness started to fall they were a few people. They collected driftwood and made a bonfire. They ran out of beer but someone went off to buy more.
Ryan was having a good time, joking around with Luke, Chip and several of their team mates. He was starting to get really drunk; his thoughts of Trey and Marissa started to disappear. Why should he be the one feeling crappy over something they did? Why did he care? Because you loved and trusted them, that's why a little voice in his head said.
He shook his head but he knew the little voice was right. He cared about them, he had become soft living in Newport.
Taking a big zip off his beer he looked around at the people, everyone was having a good time and Luke was lying on top of a girl, sucking her face off. Again. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder as someone pulled him down and started to kiss him.
"There you are my hero!" A very drunken Mariah yelled when she let him breath. She started to kiss Ryan again who so surprised that it took him a couple of seconds to collect himself. Then he pushed here off him.
"Stop it." He said in a low voice.
"I know you what me, everyone wants me." Mariah said leaning towards him again.
"No. I'm no interested." He said pushing her off again.
Finally getting the message, Mariah pushed him down before she got up and said:
"It's your loss…" Then she walked over to another guy.
Ryan just looked after her, shaking his head and lit up a cigarette.
The clock started to tick onto the small hours of the night and people started to set course towards home.
"Chino! I fixed some one to drive us home!" Luke was way to drunk to drive and they couldn't spend the night on the beach." This is Chip's little brother, he will drive us home. Steven this is Chino!"
Ryan and Steven shook hands; Steven would turn 16 next year and used to drive his brother from parties like these.
"You are the guy who kicked the Del Vista's soccer captain's ass yesterday?" He asked Ryan.
"Yes he did." Luke said smiling big. "But me and Chip saved his ass from the other two."
"Nice going, dude!"
"Let's go home and get some sleep." Luke said.
Ryan nodded and tried to get up; it took him three times the third time Luke tried to help him but he only ended up lying beside Ryan.
They all laughed pretty hard and at last Steven helped them both up, keeping them in the right direction towards the truck. Ryan stumbled into the back seat and Luke into the front and they were off. They both fell asleep during the carride, so when Steven woke them up they could walk a little better.
"Thanks for the ride man!" Luke said.
"That's ok, I will droop it off tomorrow!"
They stumbled into the house, up the stairs. Luke showed Ryan the guestroom before he stumbled into his own.
AN: That was chapter 2, tell me if you like it. Thanks for all the reviews.