I couldn't resist writing a second chapter because of how much I like this story line!

"Martin, I loved you, and you showed me how you felt by having another woman's baby! I know now that you and I weren't meant to be and you're just making it harder to let go. I like Peter, and I know he wont hurt me by doing something stupid like others." Martin was really sad about hurting her and she wouldn't let him tell her the great news. . . . . . He just had to try harder to get her to listen.

"Ruthie! I have really good news and I want you to be the first to hear it! I love you and I always have," he was interrupted by Peter walking up.


"Miss me?" Peter kissed Ruthie on the cheek and a hard stinging feeling struck Martin in the stomach.

"You know, I should leave. You two are on a date and it's rude of me to intrude." He glanced at Ruthie and saw the pain and hurt in her eyes. He really loved her and he knew she still loved him, he just had to get her alone. He walked away and when he got into his car, he drove back to his father's house crying the whole way.

In his dad's house:

"Hey dad, can I crash here until I find my own place?"

"Why?" His dad was curious and could see the tears in his son's eyes.

"The baby wasn't mine, and I really need time to think about the little things, yet big things in life," his dad nodded understanding what Martin was saying and said he could use his old room.

'How could she say she wants to move on? I told her I love her, doesn't that mean anything? Wait, I did this to her! I get it now,' he started to smile as he thought; 'She wants me to see how it feels!'

He had figured her out and didn't want to waste time on getting her back. He called her house and Annie answered.

"Hello?"

"Hi Mrs. Camden, can I come over to talk to Ruthie?"

"Martin?"

"Yeah, so can I come over?"

"Of course, just let me go tell Ruthie."

"Wait, just tell her someone wants to see her out back by the picnic table, please," his voice was pleading so Annie agreed and they hung up. About ten minutes later, Martin was outside the gate and he could see Ruthie sitting on the picnic table looking up at the stars.

"Hey beautiful," she could tell it was him by his voice, but wanted to make sure.

"Martin?" she got up.

"Please don't go, let me explain."

"You have ten minutes."

"Ruthie, I love you, and I haven't had the brain until now to tell you, and I want to be with you."

"But what about your little family with Sandy?"

"That's what I needed to talk to you about earlier, I," he was interrupted by a familiar friend of Ruthie's walking into the backyard.

"Am I interrupting something?"

"MAGGIE!" Ruthie ran and hugged her friend, they hadn't seen each other in a few months.

That's all for now, don't you hate it when you get interrupted? HAHA poor Martin!