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I decided to write some more on this story and give Martin and Samantha the happy ending I had intended for the first chapter!
To The Ballgame We Go-Chapter 2
After going back inside, Martin was mortified. He looked no one in the eyes and talked to no one unless he had to. At exactly 5 o'clock Martin left and went home. He didn't tell anyone he was leaving. He drowned his sorrow and humiliation in beer.
At 8:30 a drunk Martin heard knocking on his apartment door. He stumbled to the door and opened it to find Samantha.
"What the hell do you want?"
Samantha was so shocked at his appearance and his tone that she just stood there staring at him.
"I asked you what do you want? Did you come here to embarrass me again and make me look like a fool who's in love with a girl who obviously doesn't love him back?"
"No" Samantha answered. "I was going to tell you that I love you."
"Well I think it's too late. I'm done with you Samantha." And Martin slammed the door in her face.
For several minutes Samantha just stood outside Martin's door replaying what he said to her in her mind. She couldn't believe it. She thought about knocking on his door again but instead fighting the tears she turned around and left.
Inside Martin's apartment he went crazy. He knocked over his coffee table, threw books and magazines. After fifteen minutes of destroying his apartment Martin collapsed on his bed and cried. He couldn't believe he did that to Samantha. His Samantha. But she wasn't his anymore. He ruined it. Ruined the best thing he ever had. Martin fell asleep still in his work clothes. He awoke around 6:30 the next morning. He got up and thanked God it was a Saturday. He would have never made it through the work day with this killer headache.
Across town Samantha was lying in bed wrapped up in blankets and drinking hot tea. She had a horrible headache because she was up all night crying. She decided she deserved what Martin had said to her. All she did was make him feel inadequate and when she really thought about it she could understand why he thought she didn't love him.
All day Saturday and for most of Sunday Martin thought about what he was going to do. Should he call her, go by her apartment, or just forget it ever happened and hope she wouldn't make a big deal about it at the office. Finally around 10 o'clock Martin mustered up all his courage and went to Samantha's apartment. He knocked on her door and waited very nervously for her to answer. Samantha answered the door already in her pajamas.
"What are you doing here Martin?" she asked very calmly.
"I can't stand myself anymore. I hate myself for what I said to you."
"Your apology is accepted. See you tomorrow at work." And Samantha began to close the door.
"Wait please Samantha let me in, there's more I need to tell you. Please just let me say what I need to say to you. And then I'll leave. I promise.
Samantha opened the door allowing him entrance into her apartment. She went over and sat on the couch, Martin sat next to her but not to closely.
"I can't believe I embarrassed you like that Friday."
"Look Martin I don't blame you for what you said I deserved it."
"What are you talking about you do not deserve a boyfriend who goes against your wishes, embarrasses you in front of co works and then talks to you like you are a hardened criminal." Martin said and he couldn't control the tears. Samantha was very surprised she had never seen a man cry before except for Jack. She takes Martin's hand in hers and let him finish what he needed to say.
"You are the most important person in my life. I have never been as happy as I am when I'm with you." "I do understand why you wanted to keep us a secret, I was just being selfish and I know I made things harder for you and I will do whatever it takes to make you happy." "I'll do whatever it takes to make you trust me again. I know I lost your trust for the way I treated you Friday night and I promise I will never treat you like that again." "You mean more to me then you will ever know." "If we have to continue to hide our relationship I will as long as it takes. As long as I get to come home to you I don't care." "I want you Samantha."
Martin exhaled heavily as if the world was taken off his chest. He finally got to tell Samantha how much he loved and cared for her. Now he just had to wait and see what she would do.
Samantha took Martin's face in her hands and said "I love you too." "I can sit here and tell you how I feel I was being selfish about hiding our relationship. It wasn't fair to either of us." "Martin, I'm ready to go to the highest skyscraper and scream that I love you and only you."
Martin and Samantha cried for a couple of seconds and they laughed at the realization that they were finally a real committed couple. Martin looked deep into Samantha's eyes and he wiped the last tears away and kissed her. At first very tenderly and then after a moment of tender kisses Samantha allowed him full access to her mouth. The kiss immediately turned very passionate. When they finally broke the kiss for air Samantha asked "Martin make love to me please, all night."
Without saying a word Martin picked up Samantha and carried her to her bedroom and laid her down on her bed. They made passionate love for the rest of the night.
When Samantha's alarm clock went off at 5:30 in the morning she moaned. She didn't want to leave this state of bliss she was in. She turned the alarm off and rolled over to wake Martin but he wasn't there. She called for him "Martin?"
"Yea Samantha I'm in the kitchen. But don't get out of bed."
"Why?"
"I'm making you breakfast in bed." Martin replied coming in the bedroom with a tray of food.
"Oh Martin you didn't have to do that besides did you really find food in my kitchen?" she said with a smile.
"Well you didn't have much but we got some eggs and toast and one slice of bacon." Martin told her "We'll split the bacon in half."
As Martin began to eat Samantha just stared at Martin. "I'm so happy." Samantha stated. Martin smiled and kissed her. "You make me happy." Martin said after he broke the kiss.
"Martin."
"Yea?"
"With a smile Samantha asked "Will you go to the Knicks game with me tomorrow night?" And Samantha got two front row tickets off her night table.
"I would love to." Martin replied with a smile.
They finished eating, showered and got ready for work.
For the first time Martin and Samantha took the same cab to work and didn't care if anyone noticed or cared.