Realization
"Uh, Martin?" Ruthie said. They were eating pizza at the promenade.
"Yeah, Ruthie," Martin replied.
"About Mac, seeing us. Yeah, what if he tells my dad. You have to, have to talk to Mac. Convince him not to tell my dad. Please," Ruthie desperately said.
"What makes you think he'd say something to your dad?" Martin asked.
"I don't know. It was the way he looked at us. Like we were doing something wrong. He looked, almost, angry."
"Well aren't we? Doing something wrong?"
"What do you mean? Of course not!"
"I didn't mean to make you mad. It's just that, if we aren't doing anything wrong, why are we acting as if, we aren't together?"
"Well, I-, I mean, we-. Martin you know that my father would act irrationally if he knew about us."
"He might, but me also might not. Can't we take the risk?"
"What happens if he kicks you out of the house? Huh? Where are you gonna go?"
"Ruthie, I donno, and I don't care. I want to be able to kiss you with out hiding. Or hold your hand."
"Martin, I do too. But lets wait awhile. Please."
"Okay. But only because I don't want to lose you. You may be the bets thing that ever happened to me."
Ruthie smiled. "Let's go. When we get home you can call Mac, okay?"
"Okay, okay."
They both smiled, and started walking home.
Authors Note: I'm sorry about the short chapter. I'll write more soon.