Ever since Ruthie and Vincent broke up, Ruthie has been depressed. Everyone in the Camden family has been worried about her, including Martin. They know she really loved him. She was even more hurt to hear, that Vincent wanted Martin to break them up. All she ever seems to do is sit around in her room, and just hardly does anything. Annie thought about going in her room several times to talk to her, and she has also thought about going in her room and telling her to get over it. She just looks at that door, and sighs knowing her daughter is in pain. Till she finally can't take it anymore, she decides to have Martin talk to her. As this thought seemed to run through her head, she thought it would be a pretty good idea. Martin was Ruthie's best friend. If anything Martin could possibly cheer Ruthie up. Annie rushed downstairs and started to look for Martin. She finally found him in the kitchen drinking a coke and eating some chips. She rushed over to the table and sat down next to him.

"Martin...I need you to do me a favor." She said as she tried to hide her desperate tone.

Martin looked at her for a moment, and could tell that this was probably going to be important. "sure, Mrs. Camden, whats the favor?"

" I need you to try and cheer Ruthie up. Shes been sitting in her room, doing hardly nothing. It kills me to see my daughter in so much pain. I just wish I could have the old happy Ruthie back." Annie gave Martin the pleading eyes as she sat back in her chair.

"Um...sure Mrs. Camden. I'm sure I can do something to make her come out of her room atleast." He said as he started to throw away his coke and his chip bag.

"Oh thank you Martin! You don't know how much this truly means to me."

Martin could see the fear in Annie's eyes. He knew she cared about Ruthie so much. Who could blame her. Ruthie is the only girl left in the family. Mary's gone, and is hopefully doing okay with Charlie. Then Lucy and Kevin moved out and have been busy with Savannah. He just nodded and started to head to Ruthies room. He walked up to the door and gently knocked on it. He could hear Ruthie's whisper, telling him to come in. He slowly walked in and saw her laying on her bed, with a shoebox and a whole bunch of folded paper in it. He assumed they were past love notes from Vincent. He walked over to her bed and looked at her delicate, face. He could see she was crying before he came in. He didn't really say much, he just sat there, waiting for her to open up towards him. She didn't say anything for about 30 minutes. He was about to give up and leave, till she finally started to talk.

"My Mom made you come up here huh?" She whispered as she looked at the wall.

He could see the pain in her eyes, the tears that were starting to form. He hated to see her like this. It just made him want to give her a big hug, and make everything better. "Yea...everyones pretty worried about you."

"Well they have nothing to be worried about, I'm just fine."

"Ruthie...your not fine. You have been in your room for almost two weeks now. You haven't eaten much, nor have you talked to anyone."

Ruthie started to get alittle angry, she knew he was right. "Martin, don't act like you know what I am going through. Don't try to say stuff to make me feel better, cause as of right now I don't think anything is going to make me feel better!"

"Ruthie, your my best friend. I' m suppose to sit her and comfort you when things get tough, and tell you that everythings going to be okay. I haven't done that stuff mainly cause you have shutted me out everytime I tried to help. Now that I think about it, you pretty much shutted everyone out. We all just want to see the happy Ruthie again, but instead we just get this depressed Ruthie who doesn't want to do anything. Which kills me cause I hate seeing the depressed Ruthie. She just makes me want to go find a new friend to hang out with!" Martin was practically yelling at her, and he could see the tears rolling down her cheeks. He felt bad already, he quickly got up and pulled her up from the bed. They were both standing up facing each other. He looked into her soft hazel eyes, and wiped her tears away. Then gave her a hug and whispered into her ear. "I'm sorry, I just completely lost it..which I shouldn't have. I just hate seeing my best friend rot to pieces in her room."

Ruthie laughed alittle, and hugged him back. "I'm sorry for yelling at you. Your right I have been shutting everyone out, and been sitting in my room. I just loved him so much, and I still can't believe we broke up. It just hurts to read all those notes that he wrote me and know half the stuff he could have wrote could be lies."

"I know and I'm going to be here every step of the way to make sure that none of that hurts anymore. Just promise to never shut me out anymore."

She nodded "Okay...I promise."

Martin finally let her go and was about to leave when she grabbed his arm and gave him a warm smile. "Thanks Martin...I might not feel 100 better, but I atlest feel alittle better."

Martin smiled and nodded. "Anytime Ruthie." He closed her door, and went to his room thinking of a way to make her completely forget about Vincent.