Chapter 8: I'd do anything

'Another day is going by
I'm thinking about you all the time
But you're out there
And I'm here waiting

And I wrote this letter in my head
Cuz so many things were left unsaid
but now you're gone
And I can't think straight

This could be the one last chance
To make you understand

I'd do anything
Just to hold you in my arms
To try to make you laugh
Somehow I can't put you in the past
I'd do anything
Just to fall asleep with you
Will you remember me?
Cuz I know I won't forget you ...'

Ruthie rolled over to turn off the clock raido, on the night stand next to her bed when she saw Lucy standing over her, hand's on hip's, and looking very irritated.She let out a long grown, knowing that her sister was about to yell at her, and turned the raido off.

"Mmm, come on Luce not now, it's to early." An amused smile appered on Lucy's face, as she picked up the clock, and held it in front of her sister.

"Ruthie, it's 2 o'clock in the afternoon!" She playfully scolded.

"What! Why did you let me sleep in so late!"

"Well maybe you wouldn't have slept in if you weren't up so late." She looked at her younger sister who had gotten out of bed, and was now in the process of making looked up, suprised.

"What?" Ruthie acted confused, and she honestly was.

"Well after waiting for you for about an hour in the boy's room, I went downstair's looking for you. Martin was on the phone in the kitchen, and told me you were out back.But when I got out there you were asleep, so I just went up to the apartment. ... I herd this loud noise outside, like glass breaking.It scared me, so Kevin went out to see what it was. He came back and told me to go look out the window ... it made me kind of nervous, until I saw what he what he was talking about.You two look cute together." Ruthie laughed.

"What are you talking about?" Ruthie asked while shaking her head at her sister.

"You and Martin." She said it as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Which to most people it was.

"Me and ... wait you thought that we were ... where would you even get an idea like that? I already told you, he think's of me as a sister, and I ... I think of him as a brother." She knew that Lucy probably didn't believe anything she was saying, and she wasen't so sure she believed it herself. ' Everything felt so right.When he held my hand, ... when he hugged me. But he dosen't think of me like that.'

"But he's not your brother." With that Lucy walked out of the room.

One Hour Later

Ruthie opened the refrigator, and stared blankly inside.She haden't been able to stop thinking about what Lucy had said. ' What did she mean by "He's not your brother."? Does she really think something is going to happen between us. That's crazy .. he dosen't like me ... and I don't ...I ..." Mac's voice suddenly invaded her thought's.

"Find anything good in there?" Ruthie looked up, glad to be pulled from her dream land, she smiled, shook her head, and shut the refrigator.

"No, nothing. And I'm starving." She put her hand over her stomach, and he laughed.

"Well yea ... it's like 3 o'clock. Late night?" He asked moving his eyebrows up and down.
"Yea you know me, I'm just a regular party animal. ..." They both laughed. She opened the refrigator again. "Ugh ... there is nothing to eat in this house."

"What you thought that was gonna change in the 5 seconds sense the last time you were in there?"

"HaHaHa!" She said sarcastically, while giving him a very fake smile. Each knew the other was kidding, that was just the type of relationship they had. It was much like the relationship of two siblings. The type of relationship her and Martin had once had. But somewhere between boy/girl and brother/sister, they lost that. Now neither would even think of making the type of joke with the other, that Mac and Ruthie might share, for fear of hurting the other person's feeling's. Martin and Ruthie's relationship seemed to live off of emotion, that and the fact that no matter what happened between them, they were always there for eachother. They loved eahother in a way that neither had ever experanced, they had a bond, they were Best Friend's, and to them that was more then enough.

"Well hey me and Martin are going to go get something to eat. ..." Mac began, but was cut off whenRuthie began to laugh.

"Rubbing it in?" He laughed in response.

"No ... if you would have stayed quiet for one second, what I was going to say was ... If you want to ... you can come with us." He finished sincerly.

"Really? I don't know, I mean don't get me wrong, spending the day watching you two pick up on girls, IS tempting. But are you sure?" She was a bit aprehansive, she didn't want Martin to get mad that she was taging along for the ride, and possible ruining his chances of picking up on some random girl.

"Yea, ... I asked didn't I? But if you would rather stay here and starv ..." He let the sentance drift off and hang in the air.

"When do we leave?" Ruthie replied as soon as she felt the unsettling rumble of her stomach.

"Now?" He raised his eyebrows questioningly.

"Great, let's go." Said Ruthie with a smile on her face. Just then Martin came walking down the stairs, apparently catching the end of their conversation.

"Go?" He asked confused. " You two going somewhere?" The accusing tone of his voice surprised Ruthie, but surprisingly not Mac.

"No, I invited Ruthie to come get something to eat with us." He said as if he were trying to convince Martin he hadn't committed a crime.

"Oh." Was Martin's only reply. He still sounded a little funny though, and atomatically Ruthie thought it was something she had done.

"Is that OK?" She asked a little unsure if she wanted to hear the answer.

"Yea of course, it's fine." Martin forced himself to smile. They just stood there for a few seconds, Ruthie watching Martin carefully.

"Good. Let's go then.I'm starving." Mac said breaking the ice that had quickly formed in the room.

"Your starving?" Ruthie practically shouted, disbelievingly.

"Right ... sorry." He smiled the same fake smile she had minutes earlier. And in return she stuck her tung out at him.
"So, where we going?" She asked now turning her attention to Martin, who had been standing quietly next to her.

"Pizza?" Of course this idea came from Mac, who was always the first person to suggest something, and it was always pizza.

"I'm tierd of pizza." Said Martin mater-of-factly.

"Yea, so am I." Said Ruthie, while scrunching up her nose in distaste.

"OK ... how about we go to the mall ... then we can all have whatever we want." Again this was Mac's idea.

"Yea, OK." Martin nodded his head approvingly.

"Perfect, let's go." Ruthie said smiling, then walked out the door followed by Mac.

"Yea ... perfect." Martin wispered under his breath, so that nobody could hear him.Then walked out of the house letting the door swing shut behind him.