15 weeks into pregnancy
Amy was now 15 weeks along. Six weeks ago, Ricky had come home to find Amy in tears after telling everyone the truth about her pregnancy. In the past few weeks, the stares had subsided and the whispers grew quite. Everyone knew, but kids weren't as cruel as they had been when Amy was having John. She was a senior and didn't spend as much time at school or hiding behind a guy who wasn't the father. Amy's acceptance to the situation really bored the students at Grant. She wasn't a hilarious screw-up but a person not caring what others thought.
Ricky really admired this about Amy. He loved how strong she had become. He was still scared of everything to come, with his being a father for the second time and supporting Amy through the next 5 months, but hew knew he could do it because she was the one who brought out the best in him. Ricky knew Amy had had a tough few weeks and wanted to treat her to a night just with him. He had called his parents who excitedly accepted to take John for the night. Ricky walked into the kitchen Friday morning with a rose in his hand and love on his mind. He walked up behind Amy who was piling her books into her bag and kissed her neck. She turned around and he pulled the rose from behind his back.
"Awwww! What's this for?" Amy said again fighting tears. He hormones had really been on edge lately.
"I wanted to ask you to, go on a date with me tonight. My parents have offered to take John so we can have the apartment all to ourselves. Stay in, order food, and make out. Whatever you'd like," Ricky said, starting on Amy's neck again.
"Mmm, That sounds amazing. I'll be there." Amy replied, wrapping her hands around Ricky's neck. The two started working on each other's lips, Amy wrapped her leg around Ricky's left as John walked into the room with a grin on his face. He plopped down on the couch with a mischievous grin on his face. Ricky saw his son out of the corner of his eye, and broke free from Amy.
"We can't we need to stop. John's right here." Ricky stuttered
"And?" Said Amy, leaning in for more.
"And. Aren't you always the one telling me we can't… hmm… when John is around?"
"I can't help it! I want you!" Pouted Amy
"You can have me all you like tonight. But for now, I need to get to school and so do you." Ricky kissed Amy on the cheek and went to grab his bag. He had an important lecture early that morning and didn't want to be late. Amy finished packing her things and lead John out the door.
After school, Amy read a text from Ricky that told her to head home. He had called the nursery and explained Amy wasn't feeling well and that he would be picking up John. Amy smiled at the thought of all the strings her fiancé had to pull for tonight to be possible. When Amy got home, she started on her homework. At five to six, Ricky walked in the door. He kissed Amy on the lips but escaped her grasp before she could smuggle him. He went to change. He walked back into the room and grabbed his cell phone from the kitchen table.
"There, now I don't smell like a meat shop" Ricky joked "I'm going to order food. What do you want? Chinese?
"Mmm, that sounds good. Order extra Spring rolls" Amy said pointing to her stomach. "We're hungry!"
Ricky ordered the food, hung up the phone and led Amy to the couch. He started on her neck again. The two were in a feverish make out session that lured Amy on top of Ricky. As he started on her bra, there was a knock at the door. Ricky threw his head back in disappointment and tried his best to slip out from Amy who was pushing him down. He paid for the food and brought it to the table. He went to pick up Amy from the couch but she dragged him down and his empowerment failed. The two had amazing sex right there on their couch that left Amy speechless and Ricky gasping for air. The food was cold by the time they found the strength to stand. Ricky prepped the plates as Amy fixed the couch cushions.
The two enjoyed a delicious meal and talked about their day. Chinese was always their special food since Ricky's trip to New York. Ricky couldn't help but stare at Amy as she talked about her English class and what John had done the other day at the nursery. Her lips were so perfect and her face was so kind. Ricky was lost in his thoughts, dreaming about the girl of his dreams who was right there in front of him. Amy called him out of his daze
"Ricky, did you hear me?"
Ricky jumped at his name. "Wha- what?"
"I said, that since we are finished dinner. We should get into our pajamas and maybe watch a movie in bed."
"And if we're lucky. Not watch the movie at all?"
Amy laughed "Exactly!"
"Okay then, you go change and I'll clean up here."
Amy left the room, grabbed her pajamas and went to change. She went into the bathroom and closed the door. Before flushing, Amy stood up and for some reason looked into the toilet. What she saw made her face go pale and legs grow weak. Ricky was in the next room, setting up the sofa bed when he heard it.
A blood curdling call for help.
"RICKYYYYYYYYYYYY!" Amy screamed
Ricky bolted into the bathroom, terror on his face. He found Amy in tears, shaking. He followed her gaze to the toilet and his blood ran cold, for three small spots of blood were starring him right in the face.