Lucy began saying a little prayer. Her face was crumbled from worry. Sandy had been in pain on and off for three hours now. The thought of her losing the baby just crushed Lucy's heart. After all the progress Sandy had made, Lucy would hate fate. She would hate Martin. Little did she know the state he was in.

Lucy's POV

I may be making an assumption, but I'm pretty sure it's accurate. The only thing that could cause Sandy that pain is if the baby was injured severely. The postulation I've come up with is that Martin must have punched her in the stomach, forgetting the condition she stood before him in. What does he care though? Avoiding Sandy when he got her pregnant is such a cowardly thing to do. He practically hates her, but hate is a strong word. I know that she took part in the activity as well, but it is similar to when kids are cheating. The person who let the other kid cheat off of his or her paper is just as guilty as the cheater. Why can't Martin understand that?

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Jack's POV

It pained me to see Ruthie come to tears. As we told her the tale of the truth it seemed she knew something was up with Martin, her best friend in the world. I felt that I should comfort her, relieve her from the hurt she felt. With her parents standing closer to her than I, though, I felt it'd be better if I just looked, not touched.

In a flash Ruthie's sadness turned to anger. "Who was the DRUNK driver who did this?" she pushed out her voice through her grinding teeth, "I want him to go to jail forever and rot like a bruised banana!"

Nobody had told her that I was the one who hit Martin. I looked to Mr. and Mrs. Camden for recourse.

"Ruthie, honey, Martin ran in front of the car, on accident. Whoever the driver is should not be held responsible," Mrs. Camden said glancing at me.

"NO! MARTIN WOULDN'T DO THAT! WHO WAS THE DRUNK DRIVER?" she egged on.

There was a moment of silence.

"WHO WAS IT?" she screamed.

"Ruthie, don't be so loud, you'll wake Savanah," said Mrs. Camden.

"Too late," said the man as he removed himself from the circle that surrounded Ruthie. She seemed to have forgotten I was standing amidst them. I felt I should shrink away from the group; this was a family emotion.

Ruthie sobbed.

"Just tell me," she whispered as she looked up at the crowd in a sorrowful tone. As if on cue, Mr. and Mrs. Camden looked towards me; Ruthie's head following theirs.

"J-Jack?"

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Sandy stood awoke, fearing for another spark of pain.

"I'm scared," she murmured. Lucy sat next to her worry keeping her from leaving.

"Me too," said Lucy, although it was hard to admit that she felt the same. Lucy was supposed to be Sandy's encourager, but today she felt useless.

"What if it's a miscarriage Lucy? After all I've been through…" Sandy began to cry as thoughts came to her. She might not be able to hold the baby like she held Savanah, ever. This made sobs come to her in seconds at a time.

Subsequently, a doctor came in, ready to release the news. His eyes were not holding a look of happiness. Gray clouds of pity filled the white's of his eyes.

"I-I'm sorry Sandy."

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Martin had no comfort. Nobody followed him onto the ambulance. He lay in his hospital bed, lifeless. Doctors surrounded him.

From the doctors comments were made.

"Poor boy."

"He brought it upon himself."

"Not necessarily."

"Poor, poor boy."

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"J-Jack?" Ruthie put out in the air leaving dead silence.

The ice was broken with another one of Ruthie's sobs.

"Ruthie, please don't cry. He ran out in front of me. I was driving safely," Jack tried to say, but Ruthie ran out of the living room into the bathroom. Jack followed.

"Ruthie! Please, Ruthie! Don't be mad!" he expressed with worry. By the time he reached her, she had locked herself in the bathroom. He knocked persistently on the door.

"Go away!"

"Ruthie, it was an accident. Martin didn't mean to run in the middle of the street, and I didn't mean to hit him."

"How do I know your not lying? You were mad at him anyways from the other night."

"Ruthie, even if I was, which I'm not, do you think I'd actually kill him?"

"DON'T SAY YOU KILLED HIM! HE'S NOT DEAD!" Ruthie sobbed some more.

"Ruthie, please let me talk to you face to face."

"Why should I?"

"Because…I'm in love with you."

Hi everybody. This chapters a bit shorter than the others, but I just had to leave it at Jack admitting his feelings. As for Martin, you'll have to wait and see what happens to him…

Also, does anybody know what gender Sandy's baby is? I either forgot or they haven't mentioned it yet. Thanks for the reviews!

- Jambaa (Jam)