Chapter 12: So much for a happy ending

Flash back:

Today is Martin's graduation day but I'm not going. He would be graduating with a BA in physics and an offer to play for the Yankees.

Things were going great for Martin and Melanie especially after that horrible family reunion.

The reunion was months ago and I thought everybody hated me. Especially when they found out that we had sex when he was drunk and I was sober. All the blame was on me and not him.

I have an apartment not to long from where Martin lives. He wanted to make sure that his daughter was right by him in case something horrible happens.

A knock at the door interrupted my thoughts as I was cooking dinner in the kitchen.

"Ruthie is you okay?" the soft sound of Martins voice shook me out of my day dreaming once more.

"Yeah...Yeah, I'm fine come in" I said as Martin came in and sat quietly on the coach. "Dang, I did it again" I thought to myself as I went to sit next to Martin.

I couldn't believe I really thought that things could actually turn out like that. I always wanted to have intimacy with Martin again. But I knew that I never could.

Martin sat there quiet not saying a word. Ruthie could see something was wrong but she just didn't know what.

Martin was sweating and he was shaking like something horrible just happened. I could see that he was about to cry.

"Martin what's wrong?" as the question was coming out of my mouth the tears began to drop from his eyes. I didn't know what else to do but grab him with my two little arms and hold his strong body.

I only saw Martin cry once before and that was when he first found out that his dad was dating someone else.

Flash Back

Martin turned his CD to Cry me a River by Justin Timberlake and then stepped into the steaming shower. He lathered his towel with coco butter soap. Strongly Martin scrubbed from neck to his toes, and then rewashed his private parts several times. Rinsing with cold water, then warm, then really hot. Afterward Martin stepped out of the shower while putting his blue tile around his waste.

Gently Martin messaged his muscular body with baby lotion, his skin felt smooth just like a baby's bottom.

Afterward Martin eased into his white button up shirt, black designer suit, and squared toed shoes. Martin smiled at his self in the mirror.

As Martin stepped out of the Camden bathroom and down to his own room to still get ready he was stopped by Ruthie.

"Martin, you look handsome tonight. Where are you going?" Ruthie asked as she smiled and looked at him up and in down repeatedly very amused.

"My dad is having some kind of ceremony" Martin said as he smiled back at Ruthie and started to walk away "wait why aren't you dress?"


"Grounded" Ruthie said as she moved slowly to her room

An hour later Martin arrived at the hotel where the ceremony was being held at and as he was approached his dad table he saw his dad holding a women hand he was not familiar with.

"Son" Martin dad said proudly and stood up to give his son a huge hug.

"Dad, I've missed you so much"

"Martin I want you to meet somebody" Martin dad said as Martin was taking his seat "this is Sarah"

"Hi, Sarah nice to meet you" Martin said shaking her hand "dad you didn't tell me you where bring a date"

"Martin, this is actually…" Martin dad stopped look at Sarah then Martin "my fiancé"

End of Flash back

That was the first time I have ever seen Martin cry and actually that was the first kiss Martin and I ever shared.

Martin looked at me as I was trying to take the tears away.

"Martin what's wrong?" I asked again hoping this time I received an answer

"Ruthie..." Martin paused as he looked me dead in the eyes "He's gone just like that…Ruthie my best friend is gone"

"What!" I jumped up with tears starting to form in my eyes "Mac's gone Martin? What do you mean your best friend our best friend is gone?"

Martin shook his head yes as I turned around and just cried.

"But… how? Why?"

"Mac was in a terrible car accident this morning" Martin said grabbing Ruthie and sitting her on his lap as he held her tight "he died at the scene"

We held each other tight which felt like we never were going to let each other go. I couldn't believe that Mac is gone.

Why Mac God? Why him?

Authors note: I know I haven't updated in a very long time but I had a major writers block. I hope you like this Chapter. Next chapter: A poem for Mac