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  • "Where are you going ?" Aaron asked, his voice heavy as I pushed myself to my feet, stumbling slightly before regaining my footing.  "I thought we were hanging out."
  • "I'll be back." I told him, and started for the path, and Marshals apartment
  • "Hey, is Marshall home?"
  • He looked at me for a long moment, during which I felt myself sway, slightly.  Then he stepped aside as I went in he said from behind me "You know, he probably won't be back for a while."
  • "Uh, I don't know."
  • "It's cool if he's not, I can wait in his room."
  • When I pushed open the door, the first thing I saw  was that Whiteman's sampler.  It caught my eye even before I recognized Peyton, who was sitting beside it, a chocolate in her hand.  I watched, frozen, as she reached it out to Marshall, who was lying beside her, hands folded over his chest, and dropped it into his mouth.  There was something so intimate about it-the way his lips closed over her fingers, that I felt sick even before Marshall turned his head and saw me.  
  • "Oh my God," I said, stumbling backward out of the door frame.  I put my hand to my mouth as I turned, bumping the wall as I ran to the front door.
  • I don't know what I was expecting him to do or say, if anything.  to be surprised, or sorry, or even sad.  In the end though, his expression said it all: I Could Care Less.
  • "Oh, shit," Peyton gasped.  "Ruby, I'm so-"
  • "Ruby, wait,"Peyton was yelling, her own steps loud on the stairs as she followed me.  "Jesus! Just let me explain!"
  • "Explain?" I said, whirling to face her.  "How in the world do you explain this?"
  • "That's why you came over?" I asked. "To tell me you were sleeping with my boyfriend?"
  • I tried to tell you," She gasped. "That night, at your house.  But it was so hard, and then you kept saying how things had changed, anyway, so-"
  • Suddenly, something clicked in my brain and I had a flash of her that night, in the foyer with Roscoe and Jamie, then of Marshall handing me back my key tat last time I'd seen him.
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