AN: I don't own 7th Heaven just Troy

Chapter 10.

Martin's POV

I sat there on our porch steps for a few minutes watching Simon walk away. I wonder what's in here. There was a picture of me and Ruthie that was just before I left the Camden's. We both looked so young and happy. I wish we were like that now. Then I saw the letter.

Dear Martin,

The picture enclosed is for you. I've carried it with me for years but it's time I let go of it. You can do what you want with it. I'm writing this because there's some things that I need to tell you that I can't face saying to you in person. I know I'm being a coward but I just can't do this face to face. I'm so sorry for that. You were my first love and I'll never forget that feeling even though you only thought of me as a sister. I wish you'd found out about Aaron before I went off to college because maybe just maybe things would be different between us now. The thing is I'm with Troy now and he wants to marry me. It was totally wrong of me to come and talk to you about that and how I was feeling. I'm going to say yes to Troy when he asks me. I know he'll make an amazing husband and father to our children. I need you to forget about that kiss. It can't mean anything. It was a mistake. I hope that we can be friends but I will understand if you can't do that. I want you to be happy, so it's time to let each other go.

Ruthie xxx

I'm completely astonished by what Ruthie has decided. I'm glad she told me the truth but it doesn't make me feel any better. Of course I want her to be happy I just wish that was with me. I'm not sure if I'll ever be happy without but I'll try at least I have baseball to keep me going for a while.

In New York (Ruthie's POV)

We were waiting for our luggage in baggage reclaim at JFK. I knew it would take some time so I told Tory to go and get us a taxi I knew that there would be a queue and I wanted to get home as soon as possible. I was exhausted. Finally I saw our luggage; I grabbed our cases and went to meet Troy. He made sure the driver dropped me first and then went straight to home. As soon as my head hit the pillow I was fast asleep.

I woke up to my phone ringing at 8:30. Urgg who could that be. Troy had sent me a text asking him to meet him at his place 9. I text back letting him know I'd be there in 20 minutes. Then grabbed a quick shower and a bite to eat and walked to Troy's. I let myself in, I knew he wouldn't mind.

"Oh hey Ruthie"

"Hey what's up?"

"Nothing much. You were pretty quite in the taxi on the way home. Actually you've been quite for a few days. Ever since seeing Martin. Is there something going on between you two?"

"No nothing"

"Really because I overheard you and you're mother and you and Simon talking when were in Glen Oak. I distinctly remember hearing Martin's name being used. I think you need to tell me more about him, "

Crap he'd heard both my conversations. "What do you want to know?" This was going to be one of the hardest conversations of my life.

"Everything. Like how you met and how he ended up living with your family?"

"Umm ok. Well he followed me and Peter home from school one day. We all thought he was a friend of Simon's but he wasn't. He'd done this to try and make friends but thought it would be weird to strike up a conversation with me and peter. He eventually talked to my dad who found out his dad was a marine like my grandpa. When Martin's aunt wanted to move to New York for her fashion line he persuaded everyone to let him live with us. As it would be the best thing for him as he wouldn't be uprooted for the umpteenth time. He lived with us for two years while his dad was in Iraq and when his dad came back he moved across the street. He thought he got a girl pregnant in high school. The baby was actually Simon's. He went to college close to the baby and his mother and played college baseball and was then scouted by the Yankees. Where he now plays. While he lived with us I thought I loved him but I didn't. "

"That's it?"

"Yeah. That's it"

"Ok but this may make things awkward at work for me"

"Why?"

"Well my firm has been contracted to take the Yankee players on as clients. They just faxed me over a list of names of my clients and Martin Brewer and Mac something or other were on the list. I've also got two tickets to the next game that I have to go to. I'd love it for you to come with me."

"I'm sure it'll all be fine. I'd love to come to the game with you. It should be a great game."