Flashback

Ruthie was looking at her parents- they weren't serious they couldn't be. "But, we can't afford that can we? I mean not to mention the fact that it's completely extreme."

The Reverend cut in, "Ruthie we know you think it's unfair, but we just wanted to tell you that we are planning on getting you transferred to a boarding school as soon as possible."

"You can't!" She knew she sounded like a three year old throwing a temper tantrum, but she couldn't help it. "I don't want to go and you can't make me! I won't go, I just won't!"

"Ruthie, honey," Annie began. "We knew you would react like this, and that's why I wanted to wait to tell you."

End Flashback

Ruthie was brooding in her room. "It's so unfair for my parents to try and send me away. For what exactly?" She thought to herself hugging her pillow. She snapped out of her reverie when she heard something tapping against her window. She looked at it, but it still took a moment to register. Someone was throwing rocks at her window. "Martin." She grinned as she hoisted the window open.

But was unpleasantly surprised by what she saw. T-Bone was standing outside her window. He was holding a gun in one hand, and he was clutching Martin's arm with the other. He had the gun pressed against Martin's temple. "Oh my gosh," she mumbled after taking in the scene. She knew better than to talk to Martin while T-Bone was so totally unbalanced. Anything that might set him off was out of the question. She suddenly remembered her cellphone in her back pocket, and slowly reached behind her back as if she were stretching.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot him." T-Bone ordered. Ruthie froze her hand a quarter of an inch away from her cell. "So, is this what it takes to get the might Ruthie Camden's attention?" He mocked as she contemplated whether or not he'd notice if she tried to get into her back pocket. "I should've put a pistol to his head ages ago. He would've been out of our way."

Ruthie couldn't help herself, she flinched at the thought of being in a relationship with T-Bone. He snarled and forced the gun even harder against Martin's brow. "What, you think Brewer's better than me?"

Ruthie backtracked immediately. "No, it's just th-that I can't stand g-guns. They freak me out." She said staring at Martin remembering how he'd taught her to shoot, so they could go hunting together. He laughed at her because she just shot at the trees, refusing to shoot an animal. And then there was the night in the tent when he-

"Ruthie," she was brought back to reality by T-bone's utterance of her name. "Climb out of the window, or else lover boy here takes a bullet in the gut." She nodded and skillfully climbed down the trellis. When she was on the ground she turned and looked at T-bone, ignoring Martin. "What do you want T-Bone?"

She waited for an answer hoping someone would come in through the back gate. But then she remembered it was Sunday night. Her whole family was at church. She had refused to go because of her parents refusing to let her even call Martin and tell him what they were making her do. No one was going to come.

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