AN1- OK so if you read my stories here you know I probably shouldn't be starting yet another one. However this idea popped into my head and I couldn't get it to go away. So let me know what you think. Oh and just so everyone knows the last time I really watched 7th Heaven is the episode where Savanna was born so I'm not really up to date on everything. So in my head most of it didn't happen. Also special thanks to Kat for helping me with this fic!
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Chapter One-Positive/Prologue
Ruthie Camden groaned as she heard her mother yell up that stairs at her. It was once again time to get up and go to school. There was a point in Ruthie's life not long ago when she loved going to school, but not anymore. Now every time she was in school she had to face him every where she turned, him watching her every move. She tried to get the principle to see he shouldn't be there but he hadn't done anything wrong in front of the principle and Ruthie was too scared to say anything about what he'd done to her behind close doors.
She rolled out of bed and for the fourth time that week she was hit with the need to vomit. She rushed to the bathroom and lost the contents of her stomach into the porcelain bowl. She sighed as she shakily stood with support from the sink. She looked at herself in the mirror and bit her lip as she placed her hand on her stomach. She knew why she was sick but she didn't want to face that yet. It was Friday, she'd confirm her suspicions after school that way she would have the whole weekend to get used to it actually being real before having to face him with that knowledge.
Once she was sure that she could stand on her own two feet again she quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face, having taken a shower the night before. She then walked into her closet and picked out a pair of blue jeans and red light weight Henley sweater and brown boots. She quickly dressed finding the close fit her curves just right, that might change soon. She then walked over to her vanity and sat down. She used a little concealer to hide the dark spots under her eyes and then put on a light bronzing blush and clear lip gloss. The only reason she bothered was because she didn't want her family to sense something was wrong or different.
She then stood up, slowly and walked over to her desk. She stuffed her home work into her messenger bag and slung the strap over her head so the strap was on her left shoulder but the bag rested on her right hip. She then headed down stairs.
When Ruthie entered the kitchen she found Annie making lunches, Sam and David sitting at the dinner table with Lucy and Savanna and Martin was just entering the back door. Lucy and Kevin had moved out a few weeks ago but Lucy still came over every morning to have breakfast with the family, since Kevin left around six, then she left Savanna with their mom and headed to the Church with their dad. Martin's dad was home from Iraq but he opted to stay in the garage apartment but still visited his dad every day.
"Hey Ruthie you ready?" Martin inquired to her.
"Yeah" she answered.
"You haven't had breakfast yet" Annie said, just the suggestion of food made Ruthie want to throw up.
"I'm not hungry" she replied.
"That's what you've said the few weeks. Are you feeling all right sweetie? Are you sick?" Annie asked.
"No mom, I'm just not hungry ok?" Ruthie snapped back even though she knew her mothers question was out of concern she'd asked her the same thing the past several days, she was tired of answering it.
"All right, Well here are your lunches have a good day at school" Annie said handing a lunch to both Ruthie and Martin.
"Thanks mom" Ruthie said kissing her moms cheek, now feeling bad for snapping at her, she did so much to take care of her family she didn't deserve to be yelled at for caring.
"Your welcome sweetie, love you" Annie replied.
"Love you too" Ruthie replied then turned to Martin and they left.
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On the way to school Martin's car was eerily quiet. He didn't have the music turned on like he usually did and every so often Ruthie caught him glancing at her with concern. "Martin why don't you just say what you want to say and get it off your chest?" she asked as they stopped at a red light and he sighed.
"OK fine. Something is up with you Ruthie, I don't know what it is but you've been acting differently for over a month now. Now you're snapping at your mom for a simple question, you look pale as a ghost despite trying to cover it up. What's wrong?" he asked with concern she sighed.
"I've just been a little sick lately, that's all. I'm fine really" she assured.
"You know you can tell me anything, right?" he asked and she smiled over at him.
"I know" she stated.
"Good" he replied reaching over the center consul and taking her hand in his giving her a warm smile. Ruthie heart jumped slightly at the friendly action, she'd known for sometime that her feelings for Martin were deeper then friendship and in a different way then a brother. However Martin was a senior and her parents would probably never let them be together and besides that he just looked at her as friend or a sister even. He wanted her friendship and that's what she would give him, no sense in making things weird by telling him how she felt about him.
Martin went back to driving to school still holding Ruthie's hand. He was really worried about her; he knew there was something going on that she wasn't telling anyone. He wished that she would just trust him and tell him what was going on. Martin had come to terms a long time ago that he cared deeply for the youngest Camden daughter but probably not in the brotherly way like most people would assume. However he knew that her parents would probably never allow and plus she didn't feel that way about him. So he'd just have to settle for friendship.
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Ruthie sighed as she slammed her locker closed at the end of the day. Even though she knew that she had gone through the last eight hours going to classes she couldn't really remember much of it. All day her mind had been distracted about what lay a head of her in the afternoon. She knew it was time to face it, it wouldn't just go away. She needed to deal with it and the first step was actually confirming it.
She also spent the time wondering about what he would do if he found out about it. She shuttered at the thought, she really didn't want to find out the answer to that question. It really didn't help keep it a secret from him when she passed out in class earlier that day. She could read it in his eyes when she woke up just a few moments later, he knew something was up.
Then there was her family, what would they think. She'd been taught all her life that things like this were not expectable, not in their family. They'd be angry and disappointed, she knew that for sure. Would they kick her out? Would they let her explain? Would they believe her? These were the questions she didn't know.
Then there was Martin, her very best friend. What would he say? Would he look at her like trash? Would he still be her friend?
She groaned again not knowing the answer to any of these questions. She wasn't really sure she wanted to find out. She turned to go down the hall and meet Martin at the car but was blocked by a big chest and she looked up, it was him.
"What?" she asked him as she tried to move away from the lockers. It was after school no one was around, they were alone.
"I just wanted to check on you after that incident in class today?" the coach asked.
"I'm fine" she answered coldly; the man smirked and took a step closer forcing her to a step back and her back to collide with the lockers.
"RUTHIE!" she heard a voice call and looked over to see Mac and smiled. She'd never been gladder to see him.
"Hey Mac what's up?" she asked.
"I'm giving you a lift, Martin is studying at Zoey's, let's go" he said, she nodded.
"Coming" she replied and slide along the lockers until the teacher never blocked her path then ran toward her best friend, friend.
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Mac was driving Ruthie home and the car was completely quiet. "Look I know that it's really none of my business" Mac started; great here we go Ruthie thought. "But what was going on back there with the coach?" he asked.
"Nothing, he just um was asking me why I was distracted in class" she answered.
"And?" he asked, she sighed.
"And I told him I was fine" she answered, he nodded. Ruthie looked out the window and saw they were near the Promenade.
"Hey do you mind if we stop at the Promenade, I have to pick something up" she stated.
"No problem" he replied and turned off and into the parking lot and parked his car.
"You wait here, I'll be five minutes" Ruthie stated, he nodded and she quickly got out. Ruthie quickly walked to the pharmacy. It only took her a few seconds to get to the right aisle. She looked through all the boxes not sure which to pick. She finally after five minutes settled on E.P.T. and walked over to the register. She waited for the cashier, who attended their church, to ring it up. "It's for a friend" she stated, he nodded.
"OK" he said putting it in a paper bag. She handed him a ten and waited for her change then left.
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Later that night after dinner Ruthie stood in her bathroom leaning against the door, her eyes closed. She wasn't sure how long she'd been standing their but the timer on her watch had gone off a while ago however no matter how hard she tried she couldn't bring herself to look at the stick at sat on the sink edge.
She didn't know what she was so worried about. It could turn out to be negative then all of this worrying would be for nothing. It was a long shot but she could dream. What struck her the most though was that if it did turn out negative she'd be disappointed. She'd spent the last week getting used to the idea of being a mother.
However if it was positive her world was changed forever. She'd have to tell her family that she'd failed them. She'd have to tell them that their fifteen year old daughter was pregnant. She could only imagine what the congregation at church would think of this new scandal.
Finally she took a deep breath and walked over to the sink. She picked up the stick and looked at it compared to the back of the box. No doubt about it, it was "Positive" she said the word softly.
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AN2: So what do you think?