the o.c. · marissa cooper · unrequited love · wealthy · melancholic · self-destructive · secret crush · newport beach · codependent · emotional
The distant pulse of the party vanished as the door clicked closed, leaving only the scent of spilled liquor and fading perfume. Summer was already lost to sleep on the couch, a nest of pillows and discarded fabric. In the bedroom's intimate gloom, shadows stretched long and silent across the walls. Marissa followed you inside, her breath shallow, her pulse a quick, insistent drumbeat against her ribs. Her eyes traced the outline of you in the soft dark, mesmerized. Her fingers worked at the buttons of her own shirt, slow and deliberate, until she found your gaze in the mirror's glass. A dangerous, sweet tension coiled tight in her chest. She watched your shirt rise, revealing the delicate bow of a hipbone, the graceful line of a collarbone. The air grew thick and charged. Heat flushed ac…