Note:I've decided to make everyone just a little younger. I'm changing the part in the first chapter where it says how old they are and etc.. Instead of Amy turning eighteen in three weeks, she'll be eighteen in three months. She just started 12th grade. Just thought I'd make that clear.

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I felt my heart sink into my chest when I saw the positive sign. I can not be pregnant again; I can't believe I let this happen! Throwing away the pregnancy test, I sunk down on the floor, leaning against the door, with my knees hugged into my chest. I couldn't believe it. I can't have another baby; I'm only seventeen! True, I'll be eighteen in three months, but I'm too early to be having a second child.

I wasn't even sure whose baby it was, or whose baby I wanted it to be. What if it was Ricky's? Ben would find out about us secretly dating and hate me forever. But if it was Ben's, everything would be ruined for Ricky and me. I wasn't even sure if I wanted to have two babies with different fathers. The thought just sounded so wrong.

I got up from the floor and looked at myself in the mirror for the first time in a while. I studied the girl in the reflection with the wavy brown hair and blue eyes. She looked like me, but something was so different. Something had changed. I couldn't even recognize myself anymore. This girl in the reflection- this girl wasn't me. Who was I? I was like the familiar stranger- a complete stranger you see off in the crowd that you don't know, but you have the strangest feeling that you've seen her before.

Restlessly running my fingers through my knotted hair, I thought about what I was going to do next. Should I just wait it out and see what happens? What if I'm really not pregnant- maybe I just have some kind of weird disease or something. Maybe the test was wrong. I kept telling myself this, but I knew that it couldn't be true. I knew what I had done has finally caught up with me. I went behind my boyfriend's back and betrayed him to be with Ricky, and now I'm lost and have no idea what I should do.

I raised up my shirt, looking at my stomach where John had once been. It was flat, but I knew all too well that it would definitely change soon. My parents would be so mad at me. They didn't even know I was dating both Ben and Ricky. They thought I was just with Ben.

"Amy?" My mother's voice sounded so loud to me being in this small bathroom.

I swallowed as I stared at the stranger in the mirror. I touched my cheek lightly with my hand. It felt like me, but something just seemed to be missing, something seemed out of place. Taking my last glance in the mirror, I decided to be brave and open the door.

"Yes, Mom?" I said.

I figured she was looking for me because I never put John to bed last night. I walked down the short hall, which seemed to take forever, to the kitchen where I found my mother. She was standing around beside the microwave heating up something while John and Robbie were both sitting in high chairs beside the table. John will turn two years old in four months, and Robbie's turning two in eight months.

Surprisingly, instead of asking me where I was last night, she asked, "Are you hungry?"

I gulped, remembering how hungry I constantly was when I was pregnant with John. I shook my head and said quickly, "No, not really. I think I'm just gonna skip breakfast today and go see Ri- uh, Ben. Is that okay?" I almost said Ricky, but I really didn't know where I was going to go. All I knew is I just wanted to get out. I needed to go somewhere.

She stared at me, seemingly noticing how nervous I was. I looked back at her, trying to make it less evident and she just nodded. "Okay. But you should probably eat something. John's already eaten, but you can go. I've got it, but be back soon."

"Okay, Mom," I said with more confidence than I previously had before. Walking out through the kitchen door, I got into my shiny, silver SUV that my mom bought me before I turned seventeen.

I decided I would go see Ricky. He was at work, but I could go see him if I wanted to. Ricky was still living in the apartment of the butcher shop and still working there with Ben (kinda funny, right?) I would need to be sneaky, though. I didn't want Ben to see that I was there and needed to talk to Ricky.

I would go in, wait until Ben wasn't around, and then sneak Ricky off somewhere. I haven't even planned out what I'm going to say, though. I can't just tell him about me being pregnant. Hell no. I'm not even sure it's his baby. I'd say it's about a 50/50 chance.

But I figured I might have to tell him soon anyway. I mean, I should tell Ricky first because that would be easier. I've had his baby before. Okay, it wouldn't be easier, it would actually be harder in a way to tell him that I'm pregnant and not even be sure that it's his. Even if it was his, I wasn't so sure he would be happy about it. I'm not even happy about it. I'm more surprised and ashamed than anything.

I couldn't keep my mind on the road while I was driving to the butcher shop. It took only ten minutes to get there, but the whole time I wasn't even concentrating on driving. My mind was off in another world.

I realized I had been sitting out in my SUV in the parking lot for a few minutes, not even noticing that I was here. I finally got out and walked up to the front entrance of the store after walking across the freshly cut grass. Walking inside, I spotted Ricky over at the counter.

Ben was standing right beside him, and they were talking about something. I crouched low down on my knees and crawled under the counter on the opposite side of where they were. I heard Ben say something else, but it was to low for me to make out what it was. He walked out the door, and I breathed a sigh of relief when he was gone. I know he's my boyfriend and I should be able to talk to him about this, but I was more comfortable talking about it with Ricky. I wasn't even sure if I would even have the courage to tell him.

Thankful that Ben had gone outside, I ran over to Ricky and grabbed his arm and pulled him over to the back of the butcher shop in a corner. We were in a different room, so if Ben came in I would see him, but he wouldn't spot me that soon and I'd have time to run away.

"Ricky, I need to talk to you," I said.

He looked at me curiously. "Okay, what's wrong?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "N- nothing's wrong exactly. But-" I was cut off by the sound of Ricky's boss, Bunnie, yelling at him.

"Ricky! You don't have time to talk!"

Ricky looked a little annoyed. "Sorry, Amy. I need to go back to work. We're really busy today. This can wait until later, right?"

I sighed although I was kind of relieved that I wouldn't have to tell him now. I would tell him later after work if I find the courage. I nodded. "Yeah. I- it can wait until later. I'll see you after work, I guess?"

"Yeah, see ya. I'll be over there later if you aren't busy and you can tell me whatever you need to-" Ricky was interrupted by his boss yelling at him again. He leaned in and quickly kissed me. "I'll see you tonight, Amy.. around seven?"

"See ya," I muttered. I watched him walk over to the counter again and continue what he was doing. I walked quickly to the door, looking around me to make sure Ben wasn't anywhere around.

I walked outside and when I was half way to my car, I saw Ben standing across the lot waving at me. Shit, he's coming over here. I folded my arms together across my chest and stopped where I was standing, waiting for him to catch up to me.

He finally reached me and smiled. I guess he hadn't noticed that I was in the butcher shop talking to Ricky. "Hey, Amy," he said, kissing me. He tried to hold the kiss longer, but I pulled away, feeling weird about kissing two guys in only a few minutes.

It wasn't that I would rather Ricky kiss me than my official boyfriend, Ben, but.. I don't know. Sometimes I think I love Ricky more, but then I just end up getting confused again. I don't really know what I want. It's so weird because whenever I'm with Ben I always feel guilty about doing stuff with him- even kissing now makes me feel guilty, and with Ricky, it doesn't even matter. It was like I had two different personalities or something.

Ben and I have had relationship problems since we were sixteen ever since I found out about Maria, and we have finally decided to get over that and just try again. We haven't even talked about it recently. Neither of us has even bothered bringing it up. Ricky and I have been secretly dating for around a year, and I guess it's not really official, but he says he loves me.

I really didn't know how this was going to work out. I mean, I was fine with it before- dating two people, but now that I'm pregnant it just feels wrong. I decided I would ask Ben if we were protected a few weeks ago, and if he says no, I'll take a DNA test. I'd still like to take one either way, just to make sure.

Wait.. that's if I decide to keep the baby. But that's crazy- I can't keep it. I can't have two babies so young. I mean, I'll still be in school!

I was finally pulled out of my thoughts when Ben said, "So, do you want to go out tonight or something?"

"Umm.." I paused, thinking about it. Ricky said he'd be over tonight at seven, so as long as Ben and I went out earlier then everything should work out. "Sure. Is five okay?" On school days Ben works until six, but on the weekends he works until four.

"Yep, that sounds great. I love you. I'll see you then," he said, kissing me again.

I nodded and waited for him to go back inside the butcher shop before I got into my car and drove off.

- -

The drive home seemed to not take as long. When I glanced at the time on my phone, I hadn't even realized how much time had passed today. It was already after three in the afternoon; I couldn't believe it. I must have woken up pretty late, because the day seemed like it was just getting started.

I ran into my room, not bothering to see if anyone else was in the house. I only had less than two hours to get ready to go out with Ben. I wondered where we were even going. I looked into the mirror that hung up in my room and the first thing I noticed was I was still wearing Ricky's shirt. Oh, shit! I hope Ben didn't notice.

Oh, well, I decided. I pulled off my clothes and walked into my closet. I didn't really feel like dressing nice or anything. I mean, it was kind of last minute- Ben asking me out, so he probably didn't care what I wore. I pulled out a dark blue, low-cut shirt and really short, leather shorts with high, leather boots. (Yeah, so I usually don't wear these kind of clothes, but I just felt like wearing it tonight.) I straightened my hair and put on makeup, and then I just sat down and waited for time to pass by.

I sat there for so long that I wasn't even keeping up with time. When I heard a car pulling up, I ran up to my window and saw that Ben was here already. I looked up at the clock- it was exactly five, so he was on time.

Ugh. Well, hell. I just remembered that my mom told me to be home early to help with the babies. I cursed under my breath and quickly ran into the living room where I found her sitting down on the couch. She must've gotten John and Robbie down to take a nap.

"Mom, I'm so sorry! I completely forgot you wanted me to be home early! I am so, so sorry! Ben asked me out tonight, and he's like here.. right now. I'm really sorry! I forgot! Do you have everything under control?"

She smiled, appearing tired. "Don't worry about it. Everything's fine. You go out with Ben. You never have fun anymore, Amy. You should be having fun. So go out- have fun."

I swallowed nervously when she said that. Mom, I've been having more fun than you even realize. I smiled and quickly ran out the door, meeting Ben standing there on the front porch. "Hey, Ben!" I exclaimed, startled. He smiled and hugged me and we got in his car. "So, where are we going?"

"Well, I was thinking we could go out for dinner or something. But if you want we could just go to my house." He slightly raised his eyebrow.

"Um, no. Dinner is fine," I said nervously, afraid to be alone with him after what I just found out this morning. You know, the pregnant thing. I guess the reason I felt so weird about being physical with Ben was because I've always just been the good girl around him. Ben's changed, and so have I, so I guess it just makes it that much weirder.

"Alright, then dinner it is," he said cheerfully. Normally, any other day, I probably would have laughed, but I was in too bad of a mood to think that was funny. Restlessly, I lay back in the seat and stared out the window, not looking back at Ben until we got to the restaurant.

It was a really fancy restaurant. We pulled in the front of the building, beside some cars in the parking lot, and went inside up to the front desk to pay. (At this restaurant they make you pay before you even eat. Weird, I know.)

It was pretty dark in here. All the lights were down low, and really slow, cheesy music was playing. We followed the waitress to the back where she brought us to a small booth, meant for just two people. Ben and I sat down, across from each other, and the waitress took our orders. All I ordered was a hamburger- I really wasn't hungry, which is weird for me.

"You look really h- uh, beautiful, Amy," Ben told me nervously, correcting himself after almost saying hot.

I smirked, and then quickly made myself keep a straight face again. Oh, great. Ricky has gotten me to start smirking like he always does. I smiled and said, surprisingly calm, "Thank you, Ben."

I looked closely at Ben, the possible father of my baby. I cringed at the thought of it. Not really having a baby with Ben, but just having two babies with different fathers. It really just bugged me. But it wasn't that I didn't want Ben to be the father, I really just didn't know.

"Is everything okay?" Ben asked.

I jumped at the sound of his voice. I didn't even realize I was sitting here staring off in space. I nodded nervously and said, "Y- yes."

"Are you sure? Is something wrong, Amy? You can tell me if it is. You know that, right?" Yes Ben, I know that, but I don't know how you're going to take it if I tell you that I'm pregnant. If you find out that I'm pregnant and I don't even know who the father is! Yeah, I'm a real whore.I rolled my eyes, frustrated at myself.

"I- I'm fine. I just.. kinda wanted to ask you something," I said. Well, hell. I didn't even know what I was going to say. But I guess I should ask him about the condom situation. That won't be giving anything away, it'll just seem like I'm curious, that's all.

I heard Ben say something, but I couldn't make out what he said, so I decided to go ahead and ask him. "Ben, were we protected the other week when we did it?" I wanted to laugh at the way I said did it. With Ricky I would've just said sex, but with Ben it just feels weird saying that.

Ben's face suddenly went pale white, and he hesitated and said quietly, "I- I'm not sure. I can't remember, Amy. I'm so sorry. We didn't really plan it and-" he stopped and wrinkled his face together. And then he asked quietly, sounding like he was panicking, "Were- were you on the.. birth control pill?"

I had to try really hard not to burst out laughing. I didn't know why, but it just was hysterical to me how he was like the.. birth control pill. "Yes," I lied. I wasn't on the pill. And I'm still not on it. I haven't been in over a month.

"Good, then nothing can go wrong," he said.

I faked a smile and echoed, "Yeah... nothing can go wrong."

Ben and I really didn't say that much afterward. All he did was make small talk with me about things that were so nonessential that I've forgotten already. I could tell that we were both too embarrassed to talk anymore than we did.

Ben dropped me off back at my house. He asked me if I wanted to come home with him, but I told him I was really tired, which was true. He gave me a quick kiss and then drove off. I waited until his car was completely out of my sight and I looked at the time. It was only six thirty. I decided I would drive to Ricky's apartment. I really didn't want to wait for him to come over, and we should probably be alone.

It took ten minutes to get there, and I went into the butcher shop (thankful that it was still opened), and went up to Ricky's apartment. I knocked on the door and looked down at myself. I didn't even realize how low this shirt was before, but my boobs are practically popping out of it.

"Hey," Ricky said right as he opened the door and saw me standing here. "I was about to drive over there."

"Yeah, I know," I said. "But I didn't really feel like waiting, so I just came over here. Is that okay?"

"Yeah, of course," he said. He looked me up and down and raised his eyebrows. "Uh, did you go out with Ben or something?"

I nodded, unable to say anything. He didn't sound jealous when he asked, he just seemed curious. Ricky really hadn't seemed jealous the whole time we've been going out. He must know that I really love him or else I wouldn't be cheating with him. But it never bothered me before, until now, that Ricky wasn't jealous. Maybe this was a good thing, but I didn't know. My main focus of the night wasn't to tell Ricky about the whole pregnancy thing- it was to make him jealous.. to make him want me.

I decided I would just hold off on telling him. I was far too nervous about it that my heart was about to fall out of my chest from pounding so hard, but it really helped calm me to just not think about it. So that's what I did. I didn't think about it. I tried distracting myself.

"You look so hot," Ricky told me. I smirked at the way he just came out and said it, unlike Ben who had held back and corrected himself by saying beautiful. And it's not that I didn't like being called beautiful, but sometimes it's kind of.. fun (I guess that word fits) to be called hot.

"Oh, yeah?" I asked, suddenly kissing him. I pulled away and said in a low voice, "You look hot, too." He was just wearing his usual clothes- jeans, and a really hot button-up sleek shirt. But it was totally true. He looked completely hot and irresistible- I just couldn't help myself. His hair looked super sexy, like it always did, and he just looked hot. (Yeah, I'm aware of my quite often usage of hot tonight.)

I was kissing Ricky again, and he was kissing me back aggressively and impatiently. Okay, okay, keep it under control. You can't let this happen tonight. You're pregnant! I told myself. Oh, but I couldn't help myself! I'm already pregnant, so what the hell?!

Ricky picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around him as he made out with me until we reached his room. He kicked the door shut behind him and set me down on the bed. I lay in the middle of the bed, thinking about how wrong this was.

I thought about band camp and then the second time which happened just like band camp did- by accident. It happened that summer after tenth grade ended for me. Ricky and I had finally become friends, and I was really depressed when I found about Ben cheating on me. It was a few weeks after I found out, and I was still upset. Ricky and I were just sitting in my room talking, and well no one was home, and I guess it just kind of happened.

We decided to just keep it a secret and not tell anyone, and then once we started dating, well.. you get the point. I guess it just made me look at things differently, I don't know. The second time wasn't like the first, and it just really changed me. No one even knows about it except Ricky and me. Not even my parents know. They'd kill me if they found out, just like they're going to kill me when they find out I'm pregnant. Jeesh, I'm in a huge load of trouble.

Putting this all behind me, I made myself stop thinking about it again. Ricky was standing behind the bed in front of me, taking off his shirt. He got into bed with me, and well, you know.

- - -

I lay back over in the bed beside Ricky, and I was crying. Sure everything seemed okay for a little bit, but now that it's over everything is just as stressful as it was. I knew I had to tell Ricky. I had to tell someone, but what would he say?

I was crying even harder now, and Ricky realized it and asked, "Are you crying?"

"No-" I started to say, but I couldn't get the word out normally. "Yes!" I cried.

"Why?"

God, I'm such an idiot. I'm such a freaking idiot! How could I let this happen again? And now look at me- I'm in bed with him again! I don't even know who I am anymore. I just want to know. I want things to be easier. I thought as I got older they would be, but they're only getting harder! So, I guess this proves that sex can really change a person. Now I'm so lost and confused that I don't even know anymore.

"Because, Ricky," I began. I wiped off my tears, but my voice was just as scratchy when I said, "Because of what I have to tell you."

"Oh, right," he remembered. "Go ahead and tell me. Amy, whatever you need to say.. just say it. I'm here. No matter what it is, I'm here," he said gently. But of course, it only made me cry even harder after he said this.

I instantly felt better once he said this, but I couldn't make my heart stop pounding. I was just as nervous, but I really felt like I could trust him and he would be there for me. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes tightly as more tears were welling up. I let out the breath and opened my eyes, and tears poured down my cheeks. "Ricky, I- I'm pregnant!"