Well, I'm starting a new story. I really hope you guys like it. Just so you guys know, this doesn't connect with the other story Mistakes Were Made. Well…enjoy! 3

Adrienne buttoned her pants as Ricky started to walk to the front of her house. She followed behind as he turned and started kissing her. They waltzed around the living room, tongues battling each other as they fell onto the sofa, laughing and moaning. Adrienne pushed Ricky off of her, laughing and licking her lips.

"Get out of here," she said.

Ricky pouted, trying his best to get another round from her. "Come on, your mom isn't home for the weekend. I can spend the night, or we can just not sleep at all. You know you want to." He smirked.

She sighed and hugged him. "As much as I do, I can't. I have to be up earlier than usual tomorrow morning to go get my car from the repair shop and a girl needs her sleep. You can come over tomorrow and stay the night if you want to."

He kissed her before putting on his jacket. "Alright, I'll see you tomorrow. You know, you should ditch tomorrow and we can have the whole day to ourselves. Does that tempt you?"

She humped her shoulders as she opened the door to let Ricky out. "I don't know. I have two tests, but I'll think about it. Good night."

He walked out the door, and Adrienne ran straight to the bathroom, ripping off her clothes and undergarments, replacing them with a hot pink thong and bra set. She put on her robe, but didn't tie it, letting her figure stay out in the open for anyone to see. A few minutes later as she was putting on her makeup, she heard a light knock at the door. Throwing the makeup in her drawer and looking herself over one more time, she ran to the door and looked through the peephole.

She opened the door and smiled seductively. "Hey Ben, come in."

Ben stood at the door, frozen in his place eyeing Adrienne up and down. "You look hot."

She pulled him into the house, their lips locking as she did so. He pulled her closer to him as they made their way to Adrienne's room, closing the door behind them. Adrienne pushed Ben onto the bed and taking off her robe, she jumped on top of Ben, returning to their make out session.

Moments Later…

Adrienne clipped her hair up and walked Ben to the front door while tying her robe. Ben wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead. "I'll see you tomorrow at school. Then maybe tomorrow night, we can continue what was stopped."

She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I can't hang out tomorrow night. I have to, uh, go to Amy's house. We were going to study together for the mid-term next week."

He sighed and leaned in to kiss her before opening the front door. "Alright, well maybe another night we can hook up."

Once he was gone and out of sight, Adrienne turned off all the lights and went into her room. She turned off the television and peeled the covers from her bed, climbing in and drifting off to sleep.

5:30 am

Adrienne jumped in her sleep as her alarm went off. She sighed when she saw the time.

"If only that stupid car hadn't broken down, I would still be fucking sleeping."

Climbing out of her bed, she turned off the alarm and slipped on her house shoes, walking to the bathroom. She quickly got ready and within twenty minutes, she was walking down the street to the repair shop. It was a little too chilly for it to be February, but Adrienne didn't mind as she walked in a black coat with fur on the hood, skinny jeans, and furry boots Ben had bought her a few months ago. Minutes later, Adrienne was entering the repair shop and only one person was there. She waved as she opened the door and the guy looked up.

She looked at him apologetically. "I'm sorry you had to get up early, but I couldn't wait."

He waved his hand nonchalantly. "Don't worry about it. I was just waiting on you, so I could close the place up again. Your keys are on the board up there and your car is in Lot #1. Since you already paid, you're good to go."

She grabbed her car keys, said goodbye and went to the lots. She started to head towards the butcher shop to get Amy and Ricky, but then realized she didn't get them for another hour and a half. Stopping at the red light, she decided to get some breakfast and go back home. When she pulled up to the drive-thru window at Breakfast Bar, she started thinking of the things she would do with Ricky tonight. They had always done the same thing; make out, have sex, and he would leave. Tonight, she wanted to do something a little different. "We could do role play? No, too make-believe. What about-"

"Ma'am!" Adrienne quickly snapped out of her sexual daydream and looked up at the cashier. She blushed a little.

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about today's plans. Thank you."

She pulled, beating her head on the steering wheel and laughing. As she was driving, her phone started vibrating in the passenger seat, causing her to jump.

"What are you doing up so early?"

Ricky laughed on the other side of the phone. "Can't a guy make sure his girl is safe? I didn't forget you had to walk to the repair shop this morning."

She shook her head. "I'm fine, now go back to sleep."

"I can't now. I need you to go to my house and then Amy's this morning."

She looked confused as if he could see her facial expressions through the phone. "I could've sworn you two lived together. Why am I going two different places?"

He sighed. "It's a long story."

She continued driving and rolled her eyes. "Well, I have time. Spill, now."

"We sort of got into it last night after I got home late, so she's not coming back until next weekend."

She licked her lips. "That means way more time for us two, at least until next weekend. We can make it work."

"Okay, well come over now. I want to see you."

"Okay, well I'll be there in a few minutes. Oh yeah, be naked when I get there."

He laughed. "I don't answer the door naked like you do."

"Whatever."

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Amy lazily got out of bed, picking up John and going into the kitchen to get him ready for daycare. For a moment, everything was a blur but the moment she opened the fridge, everything came rushing back to her. She remembered why she was even in her parent's house in the first place, and instantly she became pissed. She started to think that Ricky was cheating on her, but he had too much responsibility with John to be sleeping with somebody else. She started panicking, thinking that he was going to break up with her. He loved her; at least he had said he did. She believed him when he said it to her, too. She didn't know what to think, but she was getting sick and tired of him always coming in at eleven at night.

She continued to get John ready, and she laid him back down when she finished and got herself ready, slipping on a pair of jeans, brown boots, and a white long sleeve shirt, putting her coat on top of it. Soon after, Adrienne called her to let her know that she was in her driveway. She threw John's diaper bag over her shoulder and grabbed John's car seat, almost forgetting the heavy blanket she always placed over the top of John's car seat so he would stay warm. She opened the door and an instant gush of cold wind hit her face, stinging her skin. She quickly sprinted to the car, and almost stopped when she saw Ricky sitting in the front.

Sighing, she placed John in the middle backseat and climbed in. "Good morning, Adrienne."

Adrienne laughed a little. "Good morning, Amy."

Adrienne pulled off, turning the radio on low to let John sleep. There wasn't a lot of traffic, so she was able to get to the daycare in record time. Amy forced Ricky to go check his son in so she could with Adrienne.

"So, what happened with you and Ricky last night?"

She sighed and shook her head. "For the past four weeks, he's been coming in later and later. The first week it was nine, the next week it was ten, the week after that it was eleven, and this week he hadn't been coming home until almost midnight, and I'm officially sick and tired of it. John is constantly crying for his daddy, but his daddy is nowhere to be found. Last night, I didn't go to bed until one in the morning. I was sick of waiting up for him to come home because I wanted to say goodnight, so I left and told my parents I would be staying there for awhile. I just want to know what's going on and why he's been late coming home for the past few weeks. It's like I'm taking care of my responsibilities and his. I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't hear John say his first word three weeks ago."

For a minute, Adrienne felt bad because she knew she was the reason that Ricky had been missing out on his family duties lately, but the feeling quickly faded when she realized that she needed fun and pleasure and love, too. Amy quickly wiped her eyes as Ricky opened the car door and climbed in, Adrienne pulling off once again.

Ricky didn't even bother to acknowledge either of them. He simply just stared at the open road through the dirty windshield, knowing that he was in the car with a woman he got a good fuck out of and the woman he had a son with. He was kind of tempted to tell Amy that he was sorry and wanted her and John to come back home, but then that meant he didn't get to play around with Adrienne for the next week and a half. He quickly decided not to and continued to look out the windshield, scared as hell to be around both girls.

Adrienne rode into the school parking lot, battling a car for the last parking spot closest to the door. Of course, being the maniac she was, she got the parking spot and the bird flipped to her. She usually would've got out the car and beat the bitch's window in, but being the mature person she was she just laughed and turned off the car. Amy was the first to get out and practically jog to the school entrance, leaving Ricky and Adrienne alone in the car.

Ricky looked towards her with an annoyed look on his face. "She's going to find out sooner or later, you know that right?"

She humped her shoulders. "She won't find out this week or next week, so for now we are just fine."

"Are you skipping with me today?"

"Yeah, but I can't skip until lunch. My tests are the two periods before lunch starts, so afterwards we'll leave. How does that sound?"

"It sounds like a long time, but I can manage. We have the whole week to ourselves anyway."

He kissed her before leaving out of the car, and they walked to the front of the school eyeing each other before walking their separate ways.

!

Amy stuffed her locker with her books, fuming and wanting to go back home. She still wasn't over the fact that Ricky no longer hung around his family. She felt like Ricky didn't want them anymore. A bang on a locker woke her from her thoughts as she looked up at the picture of John she had when he was born. She looked to her side and Grace was standing by, flashing a shiny grin towards Amy.

"Good morning, Amy. How are you?"

Amy raised her eyebrow. "I'm fine. What's up?"

Grace moved her bane out of her face and laughed. "Nothing, I just decided to tell everyone I know today good morning. Good morning!"

Amy walked away, laughing as she heard Grace continuously greet people down the hall she probably didn't even know. Walking down the hall, her mood that was somewhat lightening up had been immediately crashed and burned when she realized she had her first period with Ricky.

"Maybe, I can skip?" she thought to herself as she walked back to her locker, shoving the books back inside. She quickly decided against skipping and knew she should handle the situation like a mature adult would and not run away. Sighing, she cruised down the hallway wondering if she had just made the right choice as she turned into the classroom. Since the teacher allowed the students to pick their seats every day, Amy slumped in the farthest seat from the front, hoping that nobody she didn't want to talk to sat next to her.

A few minutes later, after most of the kids had piled in, Ricky made swift movements to a seat next to Amy. Cursing in her mind, she opened up her book and pretended that what she was reading was interesting her.

"Amy, can we talk?"

She continued turning the pages while trying her best to block his voice out.

"Amy, I know you're mad and I don't have an excuse for why I've been out so late. All I can say is that I'm sorry. Do you forgive me now?"

She looked up at him, frowning, and scoffed. "Do you really think that a simple apology is going to make this shit all better? Well, it doesn't. I'm not just going to come back after one night. I feel like a single parent already, so I'm just fine."

"No, please just forgive me. I'm sick of all this arguing and moving in and out and not seeing my son for two weeks out of the month because you don't understand that I am still a teenager, and I still want to have a normal life like a teenager. I'm almost an adult, so I'm taking advantage of these last few years."

"Ricky, you obviously don't understand. Our lives are not normal, and they never will be. We're in high school and have a fucking kid. Since when is being in high school and having a baby normal? Our high school lives are no more. We are parents now, and we can't go out like normal teenagers. We can't stay out until midnight because we have a kid. While you're out doing whatever, I am staying home with him making sure he's safe and he gets to bed early. I'm pacing through the house freaking out, think that you're hurt somewhere and nobody is around or worse, you're dead. You're never around anymore. I'm pretty sure you don't even know your son's first word."

Instantly, Ricky felt bad. "W-what was it?"

Amy's eyes filled with tears, but she wouldn't let them overflow and show how hurt she was. "It was daddy."

Ricky felt like his heart had been split open cut open into tiny pieces. "Are you serious? If you're just trying to make me feel guilty, it sure as hell is working."

"I'm not trying to make you feel guilty, but you should. You would think his first word would be 'mommy,' but instead he's calling the name of somebody that isn't even around anymore. I hope you feel like a guilty piece of shit, Ricky. Your son misses you, but you don't give a rat's ass. I want you to suffer. Suffer until you realize we had a good thing going here. I don't even think I'll come back to the house at this point. How do I know you won't continue to do what you do?"

Ricky cupped his hands in face and looked at her. "I won't."

"How do I know you're not lying?"

Gathering her books seconds before the bell rang, she walked out of the classroom leaving a heartbroken Ricky in the back of the classroom, wondering how he missed the one important thing to play with Adrienne.

Outside of the classroom, Amy put her back against the wall and slid, crying, cursing at herself for letting all of the heartbreak and stress come out in under two minutes. She'd promised herself she wouldn't talk to him, be strong for her son, and not let herself down. She failed at everything. Wiping her face, she opened her locker, put the books into her bag, and started walking to the nursery to start an early shift.

!

Adrienne tapped her pencil on her desk, constantly looking up at the clock.

"Damn clock, move your ass!"

She had finished her last test of the day, and really wanted to see Ricky. The clock had been torturing her for the past thirty minutes, and just when she thought she was about to scream, the bell rung and she was the first person to walk out of the class. Quickly shoving her books into the locker, she texted Ricky and told him she would be outside in the car. Moments later, Ricky walked out of the school, looking around for her car. She pulled up in front of him, almost hitting him and he climbed in. He gave her a peck on the cheek and Adrienne sped off into the bright sun rays of the day.

The car wasn't even put in the parking spot correctly as Adrienne pulled up in front of her house before she climbed over Ricky, straddling him, and their tongues entered round two of the battle. A light knock on the car window scared the hell out of the both of them, causing Adrienne to kick the keys out of the ignition. She looked up and saw one of neighbors yelling through the window to get a room, you nasty ass teenagers. Laughing, Adrienne opened the passenger door and climbed off of Ricky, almost stumbling into the traumatized neighbor. Since Ricky didn't want to be seen, he tried to close the door, but Adrienne was in the middle blocking him.

"Stay out of my business lady, and keep watering your damn flowers."

The neighbor crossed her arms across her chest and looked at Adrienne like she was crazy. "You're outside having sex in your car while the rest of the neighborhood is getting ready for the daily activities. I'm pretty sure someone doesn't want to come out to mow their lawn and see you two locking lips and doing things that are meant for inside of your house, better yet, in the bedroom. Your car isn't even parked correctly. I know for a fact you wouldn't do this if your mom was here. Oh, you just wait until she gets here."

Adrienne put her hands on her hip and bust into a fit of laughter. "My, my lady you're funny. When my mom's at home, my car is my bedroom. It's obvious that somebody is sexually frustrated. Did you ever think a guy didn't want you because you were so uptight? Like you said, I'm a teenager and this is what teenagers do."

"No, this is what sluts do. For your information, I'm married." She held up her left finger and flashed off her diamond ring. "We've been together for twenty years now."

"Does he get boners?" The lady looked as if she didn't know what Adrienne was trying to say. "That's what I thought. Now, if you'll excuse me I need to go give pleasure to a special somebody. Come on, Ricky."

Ricky shyly walked out of car, following behind Adrienne before the neighbor pulled on his sleeve a little.

"My advice to you, go get tested. She looks like she's infected with something."

Smirking, Ricky put his lips to the shell of the woman's ear. "She is infected with something; it's called sex appeal." He looked her up and down. "You wouldn't know anything about it."

Shocked, the woman dropped her sprinkler and ran into her house. Ricky ran into Adrienne's house, pulling her to him the moment the door closed.

!

Amy sat on the floor, playing with the little kids before their lunchtime when she started thinking about Ricky. The kids had barely eased her mind on her relationship problems, and now that most of them were playing with each other, her mind had easily shifted from kids and Ricky to just Ricky. She daydreamed and thought and tried her hardest not to cry until one of the other coworkers shook her from her darkening and depressing thoughts.

"You can leave now, Amy."

Amy looked around, and the only kids that were there were John and the other workers' kids. Looking at her watch, she thought about going to try and things over with Ricky. Deciding what was best for her family; Amy packed up her son and his belongings and swiftly walked out of the daycare.

Ten Minutes Later

Amy looked into the butcher window shop, starting to go against her decision.

"No Amy, go in there and talk to him. You can't just walk out of his life. You'll always be in his life. You have a kid. Do what's best for the kid. Be mature and talk this out. You can't keep going to your parent's house when you get into an argument. Couples fight all the time and they still stay in the same house. Get your ass inside the shop, talk to him and work out your problems. Nobody else can do that but you."

After her inside pep talk, Amy grabbed John out of the backseat and once inside, she headed upstairs towards the small apartment, John stirring around a few times. Her heart racing, she knocked on the door.

"Ricky, it's me. Can we talk for a minute please? This is important."

No answer.

"Come on Ricky, stop playing. I really want to talk. It's about us…our family."

Still, no answer.

"Ricky, I will come in there. Just open the door already."

Sighing, she unlocked the door and all the lights were off. Flicking on the closest light, she noticed the house was empty and quiet. "Ricky, if you're hiding, please don't scare or I'll drop John."

She quietly walked around the room, peeping around every corner and looking behind her once in awhile. Finally noticing that Ricky wasn't there and she was talking to herself, she called Ricky's phone hoping he was on his way home.

"Hey, this is Ricky. Sorry I couldn't answer your call, but if you leave a message I'll get back with you soon."

"Hey Ricky, thanks for showing me what type of father you really. You just don't know how to stop fucking things up, do you? Well, your son misses you and I'm done living with you. I'll come get the rest of our stuff later on this week. Bye, 'daddy.'"

Rolling her eyes, she stormed out of the apartment not bothering to turn off any of the lights.

!

Ricky fell back on the pillow, panting and out of breath. "Wow Ricky, maybe I do want another round."

Ricky laughed as he pulled his shirt over his head. "I should get home. I'm pretty tired, and you said your mom will be home soon. I don't need her coming in here and seeing you grabbing my crotch. She already doesn't like me. If she caught you, she would kill me, and I kind of like my life."

Adrienne frowned, getting on her knees in front of Ricky and hooked her fingers through his belt loops. "Please, just a few more minutes."

Laughing, he shook his head no and kissed her. "You'll just have to wait for more."

She licked her lips and tugged tighter on his belt loops. "Mmm, you'll have me begging."

He walked out, leaving Adrienne to herself.

Once he was outside, he turned on his phone as he started walking to the butcher shop. He noticed the missed call, and his heart dropped to his feet as he realized who had called him.

"You have one unheard voicemail; first unheard voicemail: "Hey Ricky, thanks for showing me what type of father you really are. You just don't know how to stop fucking things up, do you? Well, your son misses you and I'm done living with you. I'll come get the rest of our stuff later on this week. Bye, 'daddy.'"

He sighed and put the phone in his pocket, continuing to walk down the street.

"You stupid piece of shit. What if she was thinking about coming back home? You just fucked that chance up, Ricky. Now she thinks I'm a horrible boyfriend, and worse, a horrible father. I can't let John down, and that's just not an option. Why would you go and fuck up your relationship with someone you love just so you can 'get some?'"

Continuing to curse at himself, he walked inside of the butcher shop moments later to find a note on the counter.

I can't keep doing this. Either you get your act together or we're going to mediation. You pick. –Amy

He picked up the note, ripping it to pieces and throwing it away. He really loved Amy, but did he love hopping into bed more?

"No, you don't love sex. You love Amy. You have to prove it to her."

Walking into his house, he knew exactly what he was going to do.

!

Amy stomped through the front door of her house causing her mom to scream and look behind her. "Amy, you scared me. Are you okay? Your eyes are a little puffy."

Amy put John down, and ran into her mother's arms.

"Amy, what happened?"

"I…can't…do…this anymore. I can't. I'm sick…of all of…this."

Sitting Amy in the living room, she started thinking about what Amy could be talking about. Amy cleared her throat and stopped crying.

"Mom, this is horrible. My relationship is pretty much over with, I feel like John's only parent, and Ricky still wants to be a normal teenager. We can't be normal teenagers anymore, mom. He doesn't get it."

"Amy, what's going on?"

"Ricky doesn't understand the fact that he's a father now. He's always staying out late doing whatever he wants while I'm stuck in the house taking care of John all on my own. He can't seem to realize that he's no longer a normal teenager. Normal teenagers don't have toddlers. Normal teenagers have jobs so they can get what they want, not because they have a kid who needs new clothes and has a daycare bill. Why doesn't he understand that…we'll never be normal?"

"Is that why you stayed here last night? You guys got into a fight?"

Amy nodded her head, pushing her hair out of her face.

"Amy, you can't keep running away when you two have a fight. Sometimes me and your father fight, but we don't ever leave the house and go stay the night at someone else's. You have to stay there and work out your problems like a mature couple would. Running away gets you nowhere, so if you two just got into a fight then go back home and work this out. You can't keep doing this to John."

Amy sighed. "Mom, I already did that. I realize that running away does nothing, so I went to the butcher shop. I wanted to talk this out, but he wasn't there. I called him and he didn't answer. I'm done with this. It's obvious that I just need to move on and I would've already but John is stopping me. I really don't want to put him through all this. He's just a baby, but what if this is best for John?"

"I think you and Ricky need to talk this out. I want you to go there tomorrow after school and talk to him. Like you said, you have a kid and you're putting John through all of the yelling and moving out and moving back in. You need to figure out if you want to give this relationship one more shot, or if you need to go to mediation and get visitation rights and child support. The only way you can come back here is if you guys are done and you've went to mediation. If you two are still together, deal with your issues the mature way and stop coming home when you have relationship problems."

"Okay, I'll try. I guess I should get John to bed, so I can go to bed."

Amy walked out of the living room sniffing with John on her shoulder sleeping. Just as she was about to turn off her phone, it started vibrating constantly. She really didn't want to talk to anyone, but maybe it could be important.

"Hello?"

"Amy, I need to talk to you."

"Ricky, as much as I don't want to talk to you right now, I need to talk to you too. Ricky, we can't keep putting John through this. Tomorrow, we need to talk about this and figure out what we're going to do. I'm getting annoyed with this. We can't seem to get along lately."

"I know, Amy. We can't get along, but that's my fault. I finally realized that I'm not a normal teenager, and I have a kid too. He's not just your responsibility; he's my responsibility as well. I'm sorry that I haven't been there for you and him as much as I should've been lately. I agree, we need to talk about some things. Can you come here tomorrow?"

"Sure, I'll talk to you after school. Well, I'm going to bed so I'll see you tomorrow. Good night."

"Good night."

Well, that's it for now. I hope you guys like it and let me know what you think and I'll update as soon as possible. 3