Ricky's POV
I was in the store one day going to pick up some stuff for the place when Adrian called me.
"Hey, babe. What's up?" I said walking down the cereal aisle.
"Can you pick up a pregnancy test." She said sounding like she was crying.
"A what? You…you're pregnant?" I said as I stopped.
"No, idiot. I'm not pregnant." She said laughing.
"Oh, don't scare me like that." I said laughing.
"Scare you. You weren't scared when Amy was pregnant." She said sharply.
"Really, Adrian. I wasn't? I was scared out of my mind. I was going to be a parent. I still am a parent." I said.
"No, you're not. You haven't seen James in like 6 years anyway." She spat back.
"His name is John, and it's only been 5 years. Plus, I still technically am a father even though I haven't seen my son.
"No you're not!" She yelled.
"Yes the hell I am." I snapped back.
"Get over yourself. You are not a father. The only time you'll become a father is when we have children together!!!" She screamed.
"If we ever!" I said causing people to look at me. "Look. I don't want to do this right now. I will talk to you later." I said as I hung up. I picked out a couple of boxes of cereal, went to the counter, and paid for my stuff. I was leaving out of the door when I saw her. I saw her for the first time in five years. "Amy." I said as I choked up. She turned around and saw me. She stared at me for a few minutes and started to cry. She went into the store. I dropped my groceries and ran after her. I caught up to her, and grabbed her arm. "Amy!" I said as I turned her around to face me.
"Yes." She said with tears coming down her face.
"Where have you been for the past 5 years? I've been worried sick about you and my son." I said as I let a tear drop. There were people who had stopped and stared, but we didn't even care.
"Ricky, I…" She stopped. "I'm sorry, but…" I cut her off.
"But? I haven't seen my son since I was 16. I'm 21 now." I yelled at her. We could hear the people in the background gasp.
"Ricky. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." She said trying not to cry anymore.
"I'm sorry." I said as I grabbed her into a hug. Then, a guy came behind me and tapped my shoulder. "Yeah." I said as I turned around.
"Um, did you say you were 16 when you had a son?" He asked curiously.
"Yeah, why." I asked upset.
"Because, I was 16 when my son was born." He said putting his hand on my shoulder. "Whatever you're going through, it's gonna get better?" He said.
"Thanks." I said not smiling. I was really thankful that he was the only one trying to make us feel better. He walked into the store and the crowd dissipated. I let go of Amy who was sobbing.
"Amy, you should come back to my place so we can talk." I said.
"Um, ok." She said smiling a little.
"Where's…………my son." I said curiously.
"He's at my mom's house with his uncle." She said.
"Bring him by." I said smirking.
"Ok." She said as I wiped her tears.
"It's been 5 years. Does he even remember me?" I said looking down.
"He talks about you all the time. Mostly he says…" She choked up.
"It's ok." I said as I wrapped my arms around her.
"He asks me where is dada." She said pulling away.
"I can't wait to see him." I said looking at her.
"He feels the same way." She said. "I'd better get going. What time should I meet you at your place? Is it still above the butcher shop." She asked.
"8, and yes." I said.
"I'll see you there then." She said smiling. She walked the way. What the hell just happened? What the hell have I gotten myself into? What the hell is gonna happen now?