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Chapter 3- A phone call and a visit
Ruthie's P.O.V.
I plopped on my bed, and turned on some music just wanting forget about the problem's of today and the problem's ahead of me. I really feel bad for what I said to Martin, but I just can't deal with him right now it's too hard. I just wanted to listen and sing along to my favorite song, and do some homework.
I love the times and in between, the calm inside me in a space where I can breathe
This feels like heaven to no one else but me, and I'll defend it long as I can breathe
Questioned to linger in silence
Just then the phone rang interrupting my silence, and my alone time.
"Hello," I answered a bit annoyed for being interrupted. There was no answer on the other end, but somehow I knew who it was.
"Mary, what do you want," I asked her mad for not calling sooner. Still there was no response. Untill I heard the voice, his voice. I was wrong I hadn't heard Mary crying in the background.
"Are you okay," I asked somewhat sympathetically knowing that he didn't just up and call me crying for any reason.
"Not so much," he replied barely audible and obviously balling.
"Oh my gosh what is wrong, please tell me," I pleaded with him.
"Ruthie, it's my dad," he said at his breaking point.
"Calm down, I'm sure everything is going to be okay just tell me what happened," I replied calmly.
"No Ruthie! It won't be alright my dad is…. He is dead… okay! He's not coming back and I have no one Ruthie, not my mom, not my dad, not even you, and not sandy or our baby. I don't know what to do. Without hesitation Ruthie hung up the phone, and ran over to the house she once knew so well where her best friend Martin Brewer resided.