Ricky laid down after a long day. A very long day. He had been fighting with Amy, and he hated fighting with Amy. But mostly he hated how scared he felt. If Amy really wanted to go to college in New York, what did that mean for them? Could she leave him? Would Amy really do that? The thought made a chill run down his spine. He loved Amy, he loved the little family he had with her. They were young but he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. He missed having her in the bed next to him, he missed being able to reach out and pull her into his arms. He knew she'd be home from that stupid school fundraiser later, but he also knew he'd be fast asleep by then because he was exhausted.
He groaned as he heard his cell ring. It was Ben calling him. "Why the hell is Ben Boykewich calling me at 10:30 at night?" he thought to himself angrily. "Surely he realizes he's not my favorite person right now, the way he's been hitting on Amy lately." He was tempted to let it go to voicemail, but the fact that it was so late made him wonder if it was something important so he picked it up. "What do you want?" he said angrily.
"Ricky, oh my God! You need to get here, now."
"Get where? What the hell are you talking about?"
"The pimp that beat up Jack showed up here tonight."
"What?" Ricky asked as he sat up quickly.
"He attacked Amy."
"What!?" he asked his voice growing increasingly urgent. "What do you mean? Is she okay?"
"No! No she isn't, their taking her to the hospital."
"Why the hell would he attack Amy!?"
"I don't know. I'm not really sure what happened, but you need to get to the hospital, okay? I have to go, I'm going to ride in the ambulance with her…"
"Ben, do not hang up!" Ricky screamed but it was too late. "Damn it" he yelled throwing his phone across the room. His head was spinning. How could this have happened? What happened? Was it like what happened with Jack? What if she…. "Oh God" he said out loud interrupting his own thoughts. "I've get to get down there- I have to find a sitter for John. Amy's father- I can't call Amy's father. He'll want to be there too. God, does he know? Am I going to have to be the one to tell him? How can this be happening?"
He quickly ran across the room, picked up the phone, and called someone who he knew could help him.
"Mom?" he said into the phone, his voice starting to break. "I need you…"
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