Ruthie and Martin stood in the club; Ruthie looked wide eyed around her. Martin just laughed he remembered his first time in a club he had so much fun.

"Ruthie! Come here." She looked at Martin who followed like a lost puppy. Ruthie looked at her friend as she handed her a shot. Martin put his hand on the small of her back in reassurance. Ruthie fired the shot back and asked for another. Martin just watched in amazement.

After a couple of shots Ruthie pulled Martin onto the dance floor and they danced to Run It by Chris Brown. Soon Ruthie was back at the bar firing back shot after shot. She looked at Martin and he knew it was time for them to leave.

"Why are we leaving?"

"You're about to pass out." He started walking while holding her up.

"Martin I have to tell you something."

"What?"

"I think I love you."

"Ruthie you're just drunk."

"No I-I'm s-s-serious."

"We'll talk about this in the morning."

"I-I-I can'-t g-g-g- home."

"Don't worry." He opened the door and gently set Ruthie in. She soon passed out in the passenger side as he drove her home.

He quietly put her in bed and sat down on the couch. He was going to be there when she woke up her words playing over and over in his head. 'She's drunk.' He thought to himself before drifting off.

The next morning Ruthie woke up with a pounding headache, a weak stomach, and tried to sit up but the pain in her head started with a flare forcing her back down. Martin heard her and rushed into the kitchen and got her a glass of water and aspirin.

"Here take this."

"What happened last night?" She asked barely auditable. Martin laughed to himself.

"Well we went to the club and you had a lot of shots and we had an interesting conversation on the way home."

"What did I say?"

"You said that you thought you were in love with me." Her face went ghost white. "What's wrong?" He placed his hand on her forehead and she was cool.

"Uh….nothing." She felt the sudden urge to vomit. She ran into the bathroom and Martin held her hair back.

"Do you feel better?"

"For now."

"I'll make you a grilled cheese."

"Don't you have to work?"

"Its Sunday, I never have to work on Sunday."

"Well don't you have to see Aaron? Study?"

"Do you not want me here?"

"No I do, I just don't you blowing things off to be here."

"Oh."

"I mean I like hanging out with you its been so long."

"Yeah." He checked his watch as she laid back down.

"Do you wanna watch a movie?"

"Sure." He put a movie in and they were both sitting on her bed. She got cold and he put his arm around her. She put her head on his shoulder and it felted right being there. After the movie it was dark and Martin knew that he had to go.

"You have to go don't you?"

"Unfortunately."

"Its okay." She got up feeling better and walked with him down to his car. "Thank you for spending my birthday with me."

"I enjoyed hanging out with you."

"So I'll talk to you later?"

"I'll call when I get home." He pulled her into a hug kissing the top of her head.

"Will I see you soon?"

"I'll try to come out next weekend."

"Okay." She kissed his cheek and watched him drive away feeling that a piece of her went with him. It was like she had lost him again, shaking the feeling that he was never coming back she pulled her rub tighter around her body and walked into the house.

"Hey Ruthie, did you and Martin have fun last night?"

"Yeah we watched a movie today and he just left." Her face fell when she said the last part.

"When's he coming for another visit?"

"He's gonna try for next weekend."

"That's good."

"Yeah I guess, when's dinner?"

"We're having pizza and it should be here in like 10 minutes."

"Where's Simon?"

"He's still upstairs why?"

"I need to talk to him."

"Okay." Ruthie made her way upstairs and up to her old room. Simon was sitting at her desk while Rose was on the phone with Sandy.

"Hey Simon, can I talk to you alone?"

"Sure." He walked back down the stairs with her and they went out into the back yard. "What's up?"

"How are you?"

"I'm fine why?"

"Don't lie to me."

"Okay I guess I should tell you, I'm afraid that I don't love Rose as much as I thought I did."

"If you're not happy then why are you with her?"

"I don't know."

"Sandy has feelings for you."

"How do you know?"

"She told Martin and Martin told me."

"How are things with Martin?"

"Fine I guess, I mean I don't know if there is a thing with him."

"Well let's not what I think."

"What are you talking about?"

"I know that he has feelings for you."

"Really, how?"

"I can see it. Don't let him go this time?"

"That's if he doesn't let me go first."

"I just want to see you happy."

"Well I wanna see you happy too and if that means that you have to divorce Rose I think the family will understand."

"I don't know Ruth."

"Can I have Sandy's number?"

"Why?"

"I want to talk to her."

"Okay." He scribbled it down for her. They hugged and Ruthie went back into the garage apartment to call Sandy. She dialed the number and walked around the room as it rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey Sandy its Ruthie."