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"I swear it's not what it looks like," she said quickly. T-Bone looked at her, anger written all over his face.
"Ruthie what the hell do you think you're doing?" he said, his voice steady. Wanting to get an answer out of her was the only thing holding him back from punching Martin's face in.
"T-Bone nothing's going on," she replied.
"Really because from my point of view it looks like you were in the middle of a date," she said now glaring daggers at Martin.
"That's not what it is man. You heard her."
"Okay then. If you're so sure about that then you tell me what the hell you were doing with my girlfriend!"
"It's just pizza!" Ruthie said exasperated.
"Oh and who's idea was it?" he asked.
"Mine," Martin said.
"So it is a date then!"
"No! It's not that at all! Martin just asked me if I wanted to go out for pizza and a movie for my birthday and I accepted." T-Bones face fell. That's today? Oh crap! How could he have let it slip his mind?
"Wait, that's today?" he asked out loud.
"No it was yesterday. Of course how could you have known? I only hinted at it for a whole week!" Ruthie could feel the tears brimming in her eyes when she didn't even get a reply. How could he have forgotten something so important? She had to remind him numerous times a day, each time his reply was always the same. Of course I know that. I'm your boyfriend. And here he is finally telling her he completely forgot! And it finally clicks. Too bad it was the day after the fact.
You at least remember our six month anniversary's coming up soon right?" Ruthie said hopefully. T-Bone stayed quiet again. "Right?" she repeated.
"Ummm…Ruthie sweetie about that.."
"Oh please tell me this isn't happening! Tell me my boyfriend was smart enough to remember the day we started dating."
"I promise you Ruthie. I did remember! I just haven't gotten your gift yet," he said quickly.
"How could you do this to me?"
"Ruthie it's not like I forgot or anything. You said so yourself it's not for another two weeks or something, right?" he smiled.
"Try three days!"
"That soon?"
"Yes that soon!" she said, tears slowly making their way passed her eyelids. "I can't believe you!"
"I'll think of something in time Ruthie. I promise I-" His apology was cut off by the chirp of Ruthie's cell phone. Looking at the caller ID she saw "Home" flashing across the screen. Ruthie raised an eyebrow. Her parents knew where she was. They only normally called to make sure she would be home by curfew and that wasn't for another hour. The only other time they called was if there was an…. Quickly and nervously she answered.
"Hello," she said, her heart gripped with panic.
"Hi Ruthie, its Mom."
"Mom what's wrong?" she asked her heart immediately sinking to her feet as she heard Aaron let out one earth shattering cry after another. Her mom need not say anymore. In a matter of seconds she had taken Martin by the sleeve dragging him to the car.
"We'll be right there," she said slamming the door to the car as she hung up.
"What'd she say?" Martin asked slamming the foot on the gas running a red light in the process.
"It's Aaron," she said carefully. Martin could feel his heart begin to hammer and the speedometer spiking 80. Logically he knew that right now he had already broken a couple of federal laws but right now the consequences didn't seem to faze him. It didn't matter that he be risking a speeding ticket. All he cared about was getting home to his son. What if he was hurt? Or worse. The possible events could only continue spinning in his mind as he suffered the inhumanly slow traffic in front of him.
Subconsciously his hand searched frantically for something, anything that could help his nerves. Instantly his hand found itself gripping to a smaller one. He found himself clinging to it as though it were an anchor. The minute his sweaty palm folded into Ruthie's he felt calmer. It was amazing how one person's touch could flood you with a sense of calm so easily. Even though it didn't take the nerves away completely he was grateful that something could numb it for the time being.
Ruthie could feel herself holding onto Martin just as tightly while she struggled with the sound of Aaron's cries that continued ringing in her ears. She could feel tears making their way to her eyes. She was determined to keep them at bay because she knew that if Martin saw her fear his worries would increase and that's the last thing she wanted.
When they finally reached the house after what felt like hours Martin barely had time to park the car and yank the keys out of the ignition before he made a beeline for the house, Ruthie not far behind. Don't worry buddy. Daddy's coming.
A/N: So sorry for the delay you guys! Please let me know what you think!