Martin had waited by his car for Ruthie but she hadn't seemed to come out yet. He had waited until the school was deserted that he finally gave up and drove home. After locking his car, he walked inside to see Ruthie taking a sip from her bottle of water. ''You could've at least told me you didn't need a ride home rather than letting me stand there waiting and looking for you!'' He cried, shutting the door slightly harder then he intended to.
''Now you know how it feels huh?'' She said, looking at me. ''Lucky for you, you have a car and you didn't have to walk… in the rain!''
''God, I'm sorry okay!'' He said dumping his things on the ground in frustration. ''But you could've at least told me,''
''Well you could've at least told me that you were going home!'' She yelled right back.
''I forgot okay?'' He defended.
''Yeah well so did I,'' She said just louder then a whisper and stormed off to her room. Thankfully, the house was empty that afternoon, so the rest of the family wouldn't know what was going on. Once she reached her room, she slammed the door shut and threw herself onto her bed and sighed. Why am I mad at him? She thought, but then assured herself. I am not mad at him. Just upset that he left me there. But why am I making a big deal out of it? She sighed and sat up. Martin wasn't the only one who left... Vincent and Mac did too. But I'm still taking to them. She shook her head in frustration. She looked out the window. After a moment of thinking, she got up and went downstairs. As she walked over towards the back door, she almost tripped over something. She looked down to see Martin's bag. Without thinking, she picked it up and walked over to the garage apartment. She climbed about 3 steps then ran back down. Then back up again. She did this about half a dozen times.
''What do you want?'' A voice asked, startling her. She didn't reply but just walked up and handed him his bag. He nodded in return and walked over to his bed. She stood and watched him for a second. ''Do you want anything else?''
''Yeah an apology,'' She said without thinking. She clapped a hand over her mouth. Stupid! She thought.
''I'm not the only one who should be apologizing,'' He said turning to look at her. The both glared at each other for a second. Ruthie opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by footsteps.
''Baby you ready to go?'' A soft spoken voice asked. Ruthie turned around to see Zoë.
''Yeah just a sec,'' Martin pulled off his t-shirt and put on another one without shame and walked right past Ruthie as if she didn't exist. ''Lets go,'' He wrapped his arm around Zoë's waist and the to of them walked off, forgetting about her.
Martin looked straight ahead as he and Zoë waked around the Promenade. He sighed silently. He hadn't meant to ignore Ruthie but he did. There was no taking that back now. He felt Zoë's head on his shoulder as they both walked around. For what had only been 10 minutes, but felt like forever to Martin he sighed loudly. ''Hey Zoë, I'm not really feeling to well so I think I'm just gonna go home okay?''
''But we were suppose to go watch a movie.'' Zoë said, obviously sad.
''Yeah I know I'm sorry.'' He hugged her. ''You want a lift home?''
''No I'm fine.'' She hugged him bag. ''I'll call you tonight.''
He nodded and kissed her forehead. ''Okay,'' Once he reached the Camden's, he got out of the car slowly. He walked over to the door and saw a figure standing in the kitchen. Hoping it was Ruthie, he opened it, but it was only Lucy. ''Oh,''
''Good to see you too Martin,'' She joked. ''So we still having the meeting at your place?''
''Yeah sure,'' He answered simply.
''We don't have to if you don't want too,'' She looked at him. ''I mean, it would be cool if we could use your apartment but if you want some space or have other things on your mind then…'' She trailed off.
''No, no. Its fine.'' He shook his head. ''Really,'' He added, when he saw the look Lucy's face. ''So uh, do you know here Ruthie is?''
She thought for a moment. ''She's upstairs asleep, I think. When I got home, she was already asleep. She might be up but I'm not sure,''
''Okay thanks,'' He ran upstairs but then walked as he reached the attic. He opened the door quietly and saw Ruthie sound asleep on her bed. He smiled at himself as he thought how peaceful she looked but then that smile faded as he remembered why he was up there in the first place.
What was martin doing up in Ruthie's room? Was he there to apologies or was he there for an apology? Wait and see in the next chapter.
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