GUYS HERES ANOTHER CH IVE HAD OVER 3000 HITS AND 23 REVIEWS I APPRECIATE IT BUT FOR THE LAST CH AND THIS ONE I AM PAYING £3 ($6) AN HOUR, AND IT NORMALLY TAKES ME 2 HOURS TO WRITE A CH AT THE MOMENT BECAUSE MY PC IS BUST SO IM AT AN INTERNET CAFÉ. SO REVIEWS WOULD BE NICE CONSIDERING! OH AND SORRY IF I SAY MUM INSTEAD OF MOM, THAT'S ME BEING BRITISH FOR YOU

It had been four and a half hours since Martin left Ruthie's room; his cell hadn't left the grip of his hands, he would keep checking his phone to make sure Ruthie hadn't tried to get in contact with him and he hadn't heard. After he had left Ruthie's earlier that day, the last thing he wanted was to sit in his room dwelling on all the possible situations, there was only one person that he could talk to, that would understand- his mom. He turned around from his cell back to his mom's grave. There wouldn't be a day that would go by where he didn't think of her.

"You know mum, you always knew what to do. I'll always remember the day that you gave me your engagement ring; I never quite understood why you gave your twelve year old son a ring until now. There's this girl. You'd love her; she's the most beautiful person ever, besides you. I want to spend the rest of my life with her; she's my future mom, when everythingbreaks downshe helps me get back up on my feet. No matter what's wrong, just being with her makes me forget it all. I really wish you were here to meet her, one day I'll bring her with me to meet her, I promise. If Ruthie and I have half the happiness you and dad had, I'd count myself as the luckiest guy alive."

Looking at his watch he realised how late it was getting, he had to see Ruthie, he was never the patient kind, and now was no exception.

Meanwhile Ruthie was searching in her head for the right words to say to Martin, she had spent the last few hours, sitting on her window ceil waiting for his car to pull up in his driveway. She looked at her alarm clock '9:37pm'. She jumped off the window ceil, grabbed the first jacket insight and went out the door, she was taken back but the sharp evening breeze, she wrapped her arms around herself and walked across the road. She bent down and reached into the flower pot beside his front door, and pulled out a spare house key, Mr Brewer was out of town to see some old friends from the Marines. As she shut the front door behind her she took a deep breathe, the smell reminding her of the times she'd find herself in Martin's arms. She climbed the stares and walked into his bedroom "typical guy" she said out loud as she walked around his messy room, she made his bed as he heard his car pull up, she sat on his bed, quickly re-arranging herself , her heart racing, she heard his key turn in the door.

Martin let himself into his house, whilst trying to call Ruthie on her cell, which was lying on her bed back at her house. "C'mon Ruthie answer your cell already" he said impatiently whilst coming up the stairs, he stopped in his tracks as he saw Ruthie sitting on his bed. "How'd you get in, what are you doing here!?"

"Nice to see you too" slightly laughing "I know where you're spare key is and I had something to tell you"

"If it's bad I'd rather you get it over in down with"

"Mr Brewer you always think everything's negative"

"It's better than building my hopes up and getting disappointed"

She got up on his bed and slowly walked towards him until they were a matter of inches away from one another, they were lost in each others eyes, she couldn't wait any longer, she was going to do what every girl in her high school dreamt of doing, a dream she'd been wishing to come true for 3 long years, she got on her tip-toes and pressed her lips against his, he didn't pull back so she took it as a good sign, both their stomachs did somersaults, they didn't want this moment to end, but knowing their luck, an unwanted visitor burst into his room

"Wait go guys! I must say it's about time"

"Hi Kevin" they said in unison, both sounding annoyed yet happy.

"How longs this been going on for then?"

"All of about 4 minutes. Why are you here?"

"I was walking Samson and I saw that Martins door was wide open"

"Oops my bad" martin laughed a little

Later that night they both laid on their own beds staring at the ceiling, wondering what the future had in store for them, Martin leant over to open the draw of his bedside table and pulled out a red velvet box, there inside was his mothers engagement ring, if he could he'd run over to the Camden's right now and propose to Ruthie, but he didn't want to scare her away Soon. He said to himself, he shut the box and put it back in the draw. Soon.