Sorry I took so long to get this up. I really am. I've been busy. Really sorry.
Chapter 22
Simon put the razor to his wrist. He started to pull it across, then he stopped. He thought of his mom, he thought of his dad, he thought of Matt, of Mary, of Lucy, of Sam and David, of Sarah, of Kevin, of Robbie, of Ben and especially of Ruthie. He knew he was helping her so much by just letting her talk. He had already ruined it so much, he needed to get her to trust him again. He removed the razor and he through it in the trash can next to his bed. He looked at his wrist, no scratch or anything. He looked up to god.
"Thank you for stopping me. I really want you to help Ruthie get better after everything that happened to her. She's been through so much. Please let her trust me again so I can help her get better and get through this." He said aloud.
Little did he know Ruthie was watching through the door. She ran inside and hugged Simon.
"I love you so much, you're the best." She cried.
"I love you too Ruthie" He hugged her back.
"Where's Peter?" Simon asked.
"Oh, he's in the bath room" Ruthie replied. They heard the bathroom door close.
"Got to go" Ruthie said and she ran out.
"Hey Peter." She said
"Hey" Peter replied
"What do you want to do?" He asked
"Let's go up to my room and catch up on stuff." Ruthie suggested.
Peter nodded and they both ran up. Peter sat down on Lucy's bed and Ruthie sat on her bed.
"So, Peter, how's your new school?" Ruthie asked.
"I hate it. I want to come back to your school. How's your life?" he asked.
Ruthie thought about what to say, then she remembered what Lucy said. "You don't have to tell him anything your not comfortable with."
"Well, I won't lie. It hasn't been great. I haven't really been hanging out with anyone at school. They all ditched me." Ruthie said.
They were both looking nervous and uncomfortable until Peter spoke.
"Ruthie, I really like you. You were my best friend, and I really missed you. "
"I've missed you too." She said, remembering before her grandpa died when she would sometimes cry because Peter would be out with other girls. Ruthie liked him as a boyfriend. She always wished he liked her that way.
Peter sighed. "I like you, Ruthie. A lot. And not just as a friend." Ruthie lit up. She still liked Peter, but she had lost all hope that something would happen between them.
"Peter. I like you too, I have for so long." Ruthie said.
"Really? I always thought you liked Jake, even after you dumped him." Peter said.
"No, I did like Jake then he became annoying. Ever since I met you, I liked you." Ruthie replied. Peter walked over and sat on Ruthie's bed. They stared at each other until finally Peter leaned over and kissed Ruthie.