Ruthie lay in bed and broke down again. It's been the fifth time she did that and it's still early in the morning. She's had trouble sleeping ever since she saw him in that sight. Every time she closed her eyes, she would see him. She would see his limp body covered in blood and would wake up crying hysterically. She could hear footsteps outside her bedroom door but she didn't care She would occasionally hear whispering but she still didn't care. She would hear the door handle jiggling a times but no one would come in. Until now…

"Ruthie,"

But all Ruthie heard was her own sobbing. She flinched as someone touched her arm.

"Ruthie, its okay. It's only me." She wrapped her arms around her daughter and hugged her tight.

Ruthie buried her face into her mother's chest not in a rude way lol and cried. Occasionally, she would stop and say things like, "I shouldn't have let him go," or "This is all my fault," and things along the lines of that.

"This is not your fault, sweetie." Annie assured, rubbing her back.

Just then, there was a light knock on the door. "Sorry to interrupt but, Mom, it's the Dad."

Ruthie looked up quickly as Annie stood up and took the phone. Lucy sat next to Ruthie and looked at her with hope in her eyes. "It's going to be okay," she whispered.

Ruthie didn't say nor do anything. Her eyes were glued on her mother. Annie would nod and say a few words and occasionally, she would glance over at Ruthie.

Ruthie's mind was all over the place. All her thoughts were bouncing everywhere. Is he going to be okay? Is he badly hurt? Why did I let this happen! She shook her head in frustration and wiped the tears that were running down her cheek and blurring her vision.

In what seemed like forever, Annie finally hung up and looked at Ruthie in the eye. Before Ruthie could bombard her with questions, Annie spoke first.

"We should better get down there," Annie said before leaving the room.

"Is he okay?" Ruthie whispered to herself. "Please tell me he's okay,"

Lucy looked at her baby sister and her eyes got a bit teary. She knew how much Ruthie liked him and how much she was already hurting but this is just too much for her to handle.

At the hospital

Ruthie stared at him as he lay peacefully in the bed. Her eyes got watery but she urged herself not to cry again. She took hold of his hand and squeezed it as a tears escaped. "Martin," She whispered. "I'm so sorry," She listened to the machines around him beeping as she looked at him. "I love you so much, and I never should have let this happen."

But he cheated on you, a voice said. And got her pregnant.

"Shut up," She whispered. "I still love him no matter what."

He didn't seem to think so, after the way you acted.

Tears ran down her cheek as the words rung in her mind. She looked at the ground as the words became louder and louder."This is all my fault." She whispered but then got louder. "This is all my fault!"

"Excuse me? What's all your fault?" A familiar voice asked.

"Martin?"

"Um, do I know you?"

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