If this story is weird, it's because it's my first story, so please don't be too hard on me
Ruthie and Martin had the garage apartment all by themselves.
Annie had finally gaved them the apartment.
Martin and Ruthie had gone to sleep after lots of kissing yesterday. Martin woke up and was about to kiss Ruthies beautiful, brown, curly hair. But he couldn't. She wasn't there!
"Ruthie!" Martin yelled at her. But she wasn't in the apartment. She was gone.
Martin felt the panic grow. Had she left him? No, she wouldn't do something like that. Martin knew Ruthie better. So where could she be?
He got dressed up faster than he had ever gotten dressed. He didn't eat, he just ran as fast as he could and stormed in the door were Annie, Eric, the twins and Happy was eating a normal breakfast.
"What?" Annie jumped up of the chair, and stared at Martins panicked face. "Has something happened with Ruthie?"
"I don't hope so," Martin said. "What do you mean?" asked Annie, who was starting to get a little bit scared.
"I don't know where she is! We had a great time yesterday evening, and I just woke up, but she wasn't in the apartment, not in the garden, and it doesn't look like she's here!" Martin was almost starting cry.
Annie knew as well as Martin that Ruthie wasn't the type to do such things, but tried to stay calm.
"Maybe she just had to go to the mall or something," Annie tried.
Martin saw that Annie too was worried and didn't answer. "Let's go and check one more time," said Eric, who had followed the conversation without speaking.
They looked all over the apartment, but they couldn't find her.
Then Martins cell rang. "Hello, am I speaking to Martin Brewer?" the voice in the cell said. "Yes." "This is hospital. Ruthie Camden is here. She is fine; it was just some problems with her baby" "Baby?!" Martin was shocked. "Martin? Just come to the hospital," he heard Ruthie say.
"Ruthie is pregnant" Martin said and pasted out.
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