Behind These Hazel Eyes, P. 2:
Ruthie and Peter are back at the house, Peter is sleeping though, on the couch, Ruthie is upstairs in her room:
"Honestly I don't know what to say," Someone said in the closet that joined the stairs and Ruthie's attic bedroom. Ruthie whirled around to see none other than Martin, standing in her doorway.
"I'm sorry Martin. I truly am. But-" she started.
"But what! But what?" He angrily asked.
"But, I don't know. I had feeling for you, and I still do, but Peter is, he's so much more than just someone I have feelings for. He's-"
"Well, you know what Ruthie Camden," Martin walked up to her, "I thought you were more than someone I just had feelings for. So much more. I mean, you were my, my, I don't know. Just, tell me this: are you only with Peter now because his parents just died, because you feel bad for him? Honestly?" Martin looked at her with sad stricken eyes.
"Martin, I, uh, you know what, the answer is no. I'm sorry Martin, truly I am. But now I have a question for you: what were you doing with Vincent this morning, my ex, the one you hate?"
"I'm not wasting my breath on you any longer, good bye Ruthie Camden." Martin walked out of the room, and bumped into Peter as he went down the stairs.
Peter walked into Ruthie's room. "Hey, you okay?" He must have caught the last of that conversation.
"Yeah, I just, I am tired of everyone judging every move that I make, you know? Constantly watching over me. My parents, my siblings, my friends, my classmates, my teachers, everyone," her eyes started welling up.
"Really? I miss it," Peter said sullenly.
"I'm-, I'm sorry. Peter, I love you."
Peter smiled, and the remembrance of his passed disappeared from his eyes, "I love you, too."
But behind Ruthie's eyes, so many secrets, so many feelings were hiding.
A/N: Hope you liked it, R&R! Thanks!