This is only the beginning of the story. Its starting kind of slow but it will get better. I'm just setting up the storyline right now. Enjoy!

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Chapter 2

Ricky POV

I hung up the phone and smiled just like my Amy to get flustered and hang up. No not my Amy. I thought She belongs to Ben I said. But another part says, she had your kid a part of her will always be yours. I shook my head from that train of thought I think about that more often than is healthy.

I turned back to Adrian and said," If you EVER do anything like that again I swear I'll…. I don't know but I will not ever talk to you again. And how could you answer a phone like that what's wrong with a simple hello nowadays? Huh?" I said angry again. That's like the hundredth time she's answered my phone without my permission. The second time with Amy and the last time did not turn out well. Me and Adrian got into a fight because I hopped right up in the middle of sex to go out for Amy, but Amy was happy and that was all that mattered to me. What a pussy I sound like and not even for my own girlfriend.

As I was getting dressed she just sat on the bed and decided to whine "But Ricky one more time before you go. Knowing her she's probably overreacting anyway I mean she'd call you to kill a big in her bathroom if you would." She said trying to lure me back into bed and insulting the mother of my child was not the way to do it. No right now she was seriously pissing him off.

"Adrian get up, get dressed, and get the fuck out of my apartment. I have to leave in like 3 minutes and I'm not having you here while I'm not." I said trying to stay calm and failing miserably. I walked to the closet and got out my duffle.

"What's that for?" she asked "Do I have to leave I could wait until you got back in a few hours and we can get back to business." She asked trying to sound seductive.

I just looked at her like she was crazy, because I was seriously thinking of getting her checked out. " Because if he's sick, which Ames is pretty sure he is, she's not going to want me to leave and I'm not going to want to so I'll probably stay for a few days." I said throwing some of my shirts in the bag. Running in the bathroom for my shampoo and toothbrush I yelled" Now get your ass in gear!" the laughed when I looked at the shampoo remembering when I has to use Amy's apricot shampoo and John kept calling me Mama.

"What's so funny?" she asked as she put her boots on.

"Nothing, just remembering the last time I stayed at Amy's." I smiled.

She gave me a look that I just shrugged off because I know she wanted elaboration and I didn't want to give it. I waited impatiently by the door as I waited for her to gather her purse and stuff.

"Can you give me a ride?" she asked as I jogged down the stairs. I looked at her and thought last time I fell for that I didn't leave her place for 3 hours.

"No I'm not going to fall for that, plus you drove." I stated. Then saw the anger and jealousy flow through her eyes.

"You always choose your 'Ames' over me. And what is up with that your pet names like 'sweetheart' or 'kitten'. No one calls her those except you not even Ben. No I specifically remember them getting into a fight when he called her Ames. So what gives?" she asked hotly. I strided forward to my car which was parked 3 spaces down from hers.

"Your jealousy is unbecoming and if you must know I called her Ames at band camp and I called her kitten and sweetheart when she in labor with John. I don't know they just stuck with me." I said giving her a smirk and hopping in my car.

As I thought back on it I had always had pet names for Amy even when they were at band camp she was just special. I always called her sweetheart when he was exasperated or she was upset and I was trying to keep her calm. It irritated Ben to no end but every time he would say something, depending on what mood she's in, she'll either snap at him or just say "don't worry about it, it's just for John." Even though Amy and he both know she's lying. It secretly pleases me that Amy wouldn't let anyone else call her a pet name, just another damn connection. She was with Ben and she wanted to be. I just have to accept that.

He then remembered when sweetheart had started, the day she was giving birth to their little miracle.

*Flashback*

"RICKY!! Get you Drummer Ass in here!"

I was sitting in the waiting room next to Ben and across from Ashley. Amy was 4 doors down and you could hear every cry of pain. When she yelled out my name I was so guilty, I made her go through this pain. I seduced her because I thought she was pretty, I eventually ran away because I was scared. I could have loved Amy. I think on some level I already do and always will.

"Well that's your cue papa." Ashley snickered."Good Luck"

Ben looked positively livid. I know he was upset because he couldn't be in the room. I thought it was creepy personally, I mean jeez it's not even his kid. I got up and everyone in the waiting room watched me walk to the double doors. I took a deep breath and walked through.

The sight was so sad. My Ames, face contorted in pain, sweat dripping, but smiling. Her mom was sitting at her bedside in a chair reading Go Green magazine.

"I'm here Ames."I said silently.

Just then another contraction hit her. She scrunched over in pain, and tried to do her breathing exercises I read about.

"Just breath baby, don't worry the pain will pass then it gets worse, this is only the beginning." Her mom said just casually flipping through the mag. I just looked at Anne in shock. Your kid is having a kid at 15 and you're reading a fucking magazine! I screamed in my head. But what I wasn't prepared for was Amy's response.

"Well I'm sorry that I have to squeeze an 8 pound watermelon out of my cunt and I want to complain. So you just need to shut up."I just stared in shock. If you've never seen a 15 year old give birth its fucking terrifying. I would face a group of Nazis any day, And I'm Jewish.

"Oh and I need to talk to Ricky. Privately." She asked sweetly. Her mood swings were giving me whip lash. Her mom just huffed indignantly and walked out.

"Hey sweetheart." I said lightly. Sweetheart? Where did that come from? Oh well seemed to help calm her.

"Hey Ricky, I really feel like I have to push out an elephant." She said when another contraction hit.

"Amy, I'm so sorry, so very sorry. You're in so much pain because I couldn't control myself. I'm sorry." I said with my head looking at the floor guilty.

She just shook her head. "Come here Ricky." She said as she scooted over and patted next to her on the bed. I looked at her shocked.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yes." I moved to the side of the bed and got in next to her. The bed was so small I had to wrap myself around her a bit. Her back was leaning on my chest, and she was stroking her stomach.

"Ricky, I want you to understand something. I'm not mad at you anymore. I'm not mad at me anymore. I'm excited. I see our son as a miracle. Never a mistake, and accident maybe, but never a mistake. I don't want our little son growing up where he thinks his parents and grandparents think that." She said smiling slightly.

I looked down at her belly and put my hand next to hers. "I'm sorry that I wasn't there before. I want to be here now. I was scared and confused and I left you with too much to handle. You found Ben to help you, but Amy I want to be a father to our son, not Ben. Will you allow that?"

"Of course, he's yours and mine. Honestly, I'm scared of leaving our baby alone with him."

"Me too sweetheart." There I go with the pet names again. God I'm so horrible.

Just then she's hit with another contraction. I make a move to get up.

"RICKY UNDERWOOD IF YOU MOVE RIGHT NOW I WILL CLAW YOU EYES OUT!" she screams at me.

"I just didn't want to make you uncomfortable." I stated apologetically after the contraction passes.

"Oh Ricky, will you stay with me? I don't want to do this alone and my mom is suck a bitch these days. Please?" she asks looking me in the eye. At that moment something passes between us that only people who have a baby understand. An understanding that you will protect each other and your child..forever.

"Yeah I'll stay." She gives me a 100 watt smile.

Right then the doctor walks in and smiles when she sees us. "Hey, you must be the dad? Let's see how far along you are Amy." She goes to ducks under the sheet, and then pops right back up. "OH my, you're about to deliver apparently the little guy was waiting for you dad." She calls for nurses then and I get so many emotions at once. Happy to see my baby, scared for Amy, worrying if I'm going to be a good father, and proud that my son wanted me here.

"You ready to see our little miracle?" she asks me while her face is scrunched in pain.

"Yeah I think we're ready." And we both know were not just talking about the baby.

4 minutes later Amy gives her last push and I cut the umbilical cord. The nurse took the baby to get him cleaned up. I really didn't want him out of my sight but I feel the need to check on Amy. I walk up to the bed and lean over I kiss her on her forehead then let our heads rest together.

"You did so great Amy." I said in awe. She smiles. In that moment Ben comes around the corner and sees us.

"What's going on guys?" he asks. I turn around he has anger all over his face. I was about to tell him off when Amy jumps in.

"Ben goes shovel you jealousy to someone who gives a flying fuck. I just gave birth to our son and we were relishing the moment! He wasn't going to jump me in the bed! Now I haven't even seen my son yet so get out! I'll call you later!" she yelled. Just then his dad comes around the corner. He apologizes for Ben and shuffles out the door. I turn around and smirk at Amy, who just laughs. We sit in a comfortable silence for a while.

The nurse walks in with our son in a little blue blanket and blue hat. She puts him in Amy's arms. She supports his head, and I see a tear hit his blanket. I realize its mine. Amy looks up with tears running down her own face.

She whispers "John Richard Underwood"

"Really" I look at her in awe. So many emotions are playing around me right now that I don't know which one I'm feeling the most. I'm fighting back tears but when Amy looks at me with love in her eyes for me and John. I break down sobbing into her hair.

*end flashback*

When I look back on it I can't help but smile and feel so pathetic. Amy and I never talked about that again, but I know I think about it a lot. I think that was the moment that I vowed not to become my father, and I deserved to be loved.

I looked at the clock 10:15 it was going to be a long night. I never knew how right I would be.

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