That same night, Martin made sure to stay out of Matt's way.

He was walking down the hallway when he noticed Matt up ahead, so he ducked into the nearest room. Unfortunately, it was Simons. He was about to leave when Simon spoke up.

"Hey,"

Maybe this won't be so bad, he thought. "Hey,"

"You told Ruthie yet?"

Sadly, I was wrong. "Bye,"

"Martin wait," He got up and walked to the door and closed it. "Look, it's just that, Ruthie's my sister. My baby sister."

"Yeah I know," Martin said, sounding a bit meaner then he intended too. He sighed. "Look, I know everyone is looking out for her and everything but this is between me and Ruthie, so just butt out ok?" He turned around and was about to leave when something hit the back of his neck. He turned around and noticed a scrunched up paper ball. HE picked it up. "What the hell is your problem!"

"I'm looking at it right now," Simon stood up and walked towards Martin who just stood still. "Look, you do anything to hurt Ruthie and you better watch out or else."

"Or else what?" Martin was getting really fed up with Simon's nagging, so he did something he didn't mean to do. He took a swing at Simon.

Simon fell to the ground, with a loud THUP! He slowly got up, his left hand over his jaw. Without thinking, he too, took a swing.

Martin moved out of the way and Simon missed him by inches but got him as he took another swing. Martin fell back and knocked into Simons draws and something dropped to the group, with a loud CRASH!

Footsteps were heard around the house as everyone made their way to the room. As soon as the door flew open, Martin tried to get out of the room but he was blocked off b y everyone.

"What's going on!" Annie asked.

"Why don't you just ask Martin?" Simon snapped.

Everyone look at him. He stared at me then at the ground. He avoided looking at Ruthie, Simon could tell.

"Martin?" Ruthie asked, walking up to him.

But Martin couldn't take it. He snapped. "I slept with another girl and got her pregnant! There are you all happy now!" Emphasizing the word 'happy' and staring at Simon. He couldn't stand being in the same room as everyone so he left. He took of down the hall, down the stairs and out back till he was at his car. He grabbed his keys out of his pocket and opened the door. Or, at least he tried too. His hand was shaking so badly, he just decided to walk. Anywhere. Anywhere but here, he thought. He took of down the street, running as fast as his legs would take him. As he ran about a mile or so, he stopped and ran into the nearest park. He hid behind a tree and broke down.

He cursed out loud and kicked the grass and cursed out loud some more. Tears blurred his vision but he kept wiping it away. "I'm such an idiot!"

"No your not,"

Martin froze. It couldn't be… Or could it?