Ricky's POV
I woke up and didn't see Amy beside me. I sat up on the bad and looked around, and I didn't see her anywhere in her room. I pulled myself off the bed and walked out of her room, and I saw her standing in the kitchen.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Nothing." She replied quickly as she turned away from me. I looked at her closely. She was taking a birth control pill.
"Oh, really?" I laughed. "Do you plan on seducing me or something? I'm not gonna have sex with you again. Look what it's got us into so far."
She turned back around and looked at me and folded her arms together. "I don't care, Ricky. I want to be that kind of couple. I want to be the kind of couple who has a physical and emotional relationship."
I laughed again. "You're joking."
She shook her head. "Does it look like I'm joking?"
"No." I answered. "Did you not listen to your parents? They don't want you to do that again."
"Well, I listened to half of what they said." She smiled. "They told me to be careful, and as you can see, I am being careful. So there'll be absolutely nothing to worry about, and you know it."
"Fine." I gave in quickly. I was too weak, I couldn't go long without sex. "But-" She gave me an annoyed look, but I ignored her and continued, "But this time, I want to be completely alone with you." I walked over and stood beside her.
She smiled as I gave in, and she swallowed the pill. "Okay, you said you wanted to go somewhere this summer. Where did you want to go? Is that why you wanted to go somewhere- to be alone with me so we-"
"Actually, not really." I laughed as I watched her taking the pill. "Amy, you really have changed a lot, you know that?"
Amy laughs along with me and answers, "Not really."
"You definitely have."
Amy nods in agreement and chuckles. "Well so have you."
I shook my head and leaned against the counter as I answered, "I guess I have a little bit, but not nearly as much as you."
"Oky, fine." She agreed. "Well tell me where you wanted to go. You said we'd talk about it this morning." She said, as we both walked back into her room. She walked over to the table that was beside her bed and put the rest of the pills in the drawer.
"Well, there is this one specific place I wanted to take you where we can be completely alone. I don't think your mom will approve of it, but it can't hurt to ask. Maybe she can watch John for a few days. We never get to be alone, and I really want time alone with you. Surely she can understand."
"Okay, I'll go ask her now." She said, as she started walking towards the door, but I stopped her once she was in the doorway.
"Wait, don't ask now." I said. She turned around and looked at me with a confused look on her face. She stood there and waited for me to say something else, but it took me a few seconds before I found my voice again.
"Don't you think it's too soon to ask her, after what happened yesterday?" He asked.
"No, not really." She disagreed. "You said it can't hurt to ask, so I'm going to ask now. I'll be right back." She walked quickly out the doorway, and I laughed at how stubborn she was.
Amy's POV"Mom?" I called as I walked into the living room, searching for her, but she didn't answer. "Mom?" I yelled again. No answer. I figured that she was at my dad and Ashley's house, so I walked outside and knocked on the door once I got to their house.
"Coming." I heard Ashley yell inside. The door suddenly swung up, and I walked inside. And my mom was there. She was talking to my dad; maybe he told her that the baby was his, but I didn't care either way. I walked right up to her and waited for her to stop talking.
"Is everything okay, Amy?" She asked.
"Yeah." I answered. " I just wanted to ask you something.." I paused, waiting to see her reaction. She didn't say anything, so I continued. "Um, I was just wondering if I could go to-" I stopped. Ricky hadn't told me where he wanted to go. "Uh, if I could go.. somewhere with Ricky this summer, before school starts back. "
"Like a vacation?"
"Yes! A vacation!" I lied. "Ricky's foster parents are taking him somewhere, and they wanted to know if I wanted to go with them. But I don't know where, Ricky hasn't told me yet. So is that okay?"
"I guess it's fine." She answered.
"Okay!" I said happily. I walked over the door and shut it on my way out, then I walked quickly back to my house and went inside. I went into my room where Ricky was, and he was sitting down on the bed with John.
"She said yes." I told him, smiling.
"Really?" He asked, with a surprised look on his face.
"Yeah, but I lied. I told her we were going with your foster parents."
He crinkled his eyebrows together and carried John back over to his bassinet and put him in it, then he walked back over to the bed, and we both sat down beside one another. "Why'd you lie?
"Well, because. I asked her if I could go somewhere with you, and she asked me if I was going on a vacation, so that gave me an idea. You didn't tell me where we were going, so I figured I would just lie. It's probably the best thing I could have done."
"Oh." He replied.
"Yeah, so where are we going? And when are we going?" I asked, as I stood up from the bed and walked back over to John's bassinet and scooped him up in my arms. I walked him over to the bed and sat him down in my lap as I fed him his food.
"Well, I was thinking we would go.. some time next week? I- I wanted to take you to this cabin that's by a beach. My foster parents took me there when I was younger, before it became uninhabited."
"Next week's fine." I said, and I walked back over to John's bed after I finished feeding him and put him back in it so he could sleep, then I walked over to my bed, and I sat back down beside Ricky.
The weekend finally passed by. Ricky came over every day of the weekend, and he slept over every night. We told my mother where we were going, but she still believes the whole story about us going on vacation together with Ricky's foster parents.
Right now, it's four in the morning on Monday. Ricky and I already packed all of our clothes and everything else into our suitcases, and it's laying on the floor in the living room, beside the front door. Ricky said we were leaving at five in the morning, which is in only an hour.
I rolled over in the bed and wrapped my arms tightly around him, and he woke up and smiled at me. "Well good morning, my love." I smiled back. He had never called me that before.
I laughed. "Good morning."
"Do you want to go now?" He asked. He sat up from the bed with his knees against his chest, and I sat up beside him.
I wondered how long it would take to get there, and what exactly he wanted to do there. He tried to convince me that he doesn't want to take me there just to have sex with me again, but I didn't believe him. I thought that was the main reason.
Ricky watched me closely, and saw that I had spaced out. He put his hands on my shoulders and smiled as he looked into my eyes. I laughed and answered, "Yeah, we can go now. If you want to. How long will it take to get there?"
"I don't know. Around ten hours." He answered me quickly with duration.
"Ten hours!?" I exclaimed, surprised. Ricky put his arms around my waist, and then gathered me into his arms as he carried me off my feet as he stood up from the bed. He spun me around and kissed me, and laughed before he set me down on my feet.
"Yes, ten hours. Maybe not that much. I don't know. I've never driven there myself. I drive faster than my foster parents did, so it might not take quite that long. But that's an estimate."
I walked over to John and kissed him on his cheek and whispered, "Bye John. I'll miss you."
Ricky came over beside me and took John into his hands. "I love you, John. We'll be back soon." Then he put him back into his bassinet. He grabbed me by my hand and led me out into the living room.
"Are you sure you know where it is?" I asked, slightly worried.
He chuckled. "Yes, I know where it is. Don't worry. Do you think I would drive you six hundred miles away if I wasn't sure of where I was going? Do you think I'd let us get stranded and lost in some unfamiliar place? Well.. that doesn't sound half bad, but you have nothing to worry about. Trust me."
He pressed his lips to mine and quickly pulled away. He picked up both of our suitcases and bags and opened the door for me. But then I suddenly remembered and said, "Oh! I forgot. Hold on. Let me tell my mom I'm leaving."
"Just leave her a note." Ricky said.
"Okay." I quickly ran around to find a piece of paper. I walked into my room and opened the drawer and found paper and a pen. I went back into the living room and wrote, "Mom, Ricky and I left this morning at 4:30. I didn't want to wake you up, so I just left you a note. I love you
-Amy"
I walked into the kitchen and put the note down on the counter, and then Ricky and I walked out to his car together.
He put the suitcases in the trunk, and opened the door of the passenger seat for me. I got in the car, and then he got in, and we pulled out of the driveway and drove off. I reached in my pocket and pulled out the birth control pills and took one, making sure Ricky didn't see.
It was cold, so I got out the blanket that we put in the backseat and wrapped it around me. We drove for twenty minutes before I fell asleep.
Ricky's POV
I looked over at Amy, and I saw her sleeping. I was exhausted, but I made myself concentrate so I would stay awake. I turned the car light on so I could see the road better, since it was pitch black dark outside.
I drove for eight hours in complete silence. The sun was completely out across the sky, and Amy was still sleeping, and it was one in the afternoon. I didn't want to wake her, but I was really getting bored.
An hour later, I heard her ask, as she was just waking up, "Are we almost there?"
Amy's POV
I opened my eyes as I woke up. I noticed how bright it was, and I looked at the radio clock- it was two fifteen. I stretched and asked Ricky, "Are we almost there? Where are we?"
He looked over at me and smirked, but only for a second. "Yeah, we should be there in about a half hour."
I nodded, but I didn't say anything. After a few minutes, I closed my eyes and fell back asleep. In what seemed to be only a few minutes, which was actually thirty, Ricky woke me up. I opened my eyes and looked at him. "Are we there?"
"Yes, we're here." He said. I looked out the window and saw us pulling into a long, gravel road. The cabin was small but really nice and was made out of red brickstone. Behind it were a few trees that covered the house, and I surprised to find that behind that was a beach. Ricky wasn't kidding when he said their was an uninhabited beach. I was surprised that it was right behind the cabin.
He led me inside, and I looked around the living room, which had light brown wooden walls. As you entered the front door, you could see the couch on the left of you against the wall and directly in front of it was a glass table and a medium sized TV that was against the other side of the wall in front of it. There were four long windows which had shudders on them. To the right, you could see the kitchen which was in the same room. Straight in front of me there was a short hallway- the bathroom was on the left, and there were two bedrooms on the right.
I walked into one of the bedrooms and stood in the doorway. The room was fairly big for a bedroom. The walls were painted blue, and there was a large bed in the middle of the room, and a dresser was on the right. I walked down the hallway and went into the other bedroom. It was almost the same except it was painted brown and there was a rug in the room.
I turned around and saw Ricky right behind me, and I smiled at him. "I love it."
He smiled. "Me too. Meet me on the beach." I nodded, and I watched him as he walked away. I quickly ran into the bathroom. I didn't know what to do- or what to wear. I walked to the end of the hallway and looked out the window- there was absolutely no one on the beach.
I went back into the bathroom and decided to just wear my bathing suit. I pulled it out of my suitcase and took my clothes off and slid it on. Then I took a deep breath as I tried to calm myself. My heart was beating rapidly and uncontrollably, and I could hear it pounding in my chest.
It was just Ricky out there, I told myself. Nothing to be nervous about.
Finally, I pulled myself together and walked out of the cabin. I went around to the other side of the house and walked past the grass, until my feet reached the sand, then I gently kicked it as I walked along.
Ricky was in the water. And his shirt was laying on the sand. I slowly tredded my way through the water over to him, and he grabbed me by my hands, and we walked into deeper water until the water reached to my chest.
He pulled me closer to him and pressed his lips to mine and pulled away after a few seconds. He rubbed his hand across my cheek and kissed me again, and I said, after he finally pulled away again, "Do you think my mom will be mad once she finds out we came here alone together?"
He laughed. "That was random. I don't know, she probably will be. But that's why we're not going to tell her. But let's not talk about that, don't worry about it. This is just about you and me. I love you, Amy." He said gently.
"I love you too." I whispered. We stayed in the water for around an hour, but then we laid down on the sand together. We were at the beach for five hours, and it was now seven o' clock, and it was pitch black dark.
Ricky stood up and pulled me by my hand along with him. "You want to go inside now?" He asked me. Ricky picked his shirt up off the sand and carried it with him. All I could do was nod. I was overwhelmed by how perfect this was, and I actually felt like I was about to cry.
But instead, I smiled when I felt his hand tightly clenched with mine. It felt right.
Ricky and I both walked inside, locking the door behind us. We both walked into the bathroom. I opened my suitcase and took out shorts and a tank top, and I tossed it down on the floor. I looked at Ricky, and I was surprised that he wasn't staring at me. I turned with my back facing him, and I quickly slid off my swimsuit and put my clothes back on.
We walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. He put one arm around me and brushed through my hair with his other hand. "So what do you want to do?" He asked."
"I don't know." I answered, trying to sound indifferent.
"Well let me know when you think of something." He smirked.
I knew what I wanted to do, and I knew what he wanted to do, but for some reason I couldn't bring up the subject of it now. "Can we stay here more than a few days?" I finally asked.
"I guess, if you want to. Tomorrow we'll call your mother and make sure that's okay. We can stay here a little longer if you want." He looked away from me, and looked restlessly around the room. He seemed to be nervous, just like I was. I had never been completely alone with him before, except when we were at band camp, but that didn't count. Other than that, there was usually someone else with us or around us.
I suddenly remembered something and thought I should tell Ricky. "My dad finally told my mom that he never had his surgery. I think she's pretty upset, I guess they're getting a fraternity test or something once the baby's born."
"Oh, really?" Ricky asked. "Is he and Ashley gonna move back in if it's his baby?"
"I don't know." I answered, but then said quietly, "I wish they would. I miss us all being a family. I know they're right next door to us, but it's just not the same. I hope it's his baby. I'm really thinking it is."
"Well I'm sure what ever happens will happen for the best." Ricky said quickly, as he looked impatient about something, but I just ignored him. I suddenly felt a wave of jealousy run through me as I looked at Ricky, and remembered he'd been with Adrian more than me. A lot more. It made me feel mad to feel jealous, but I couldn't help it, I just was.
Ricky seemed to notice the look in my eyes and assumed something was wrong. He studied my face very closely and then asked, "What is it?"
I looked at him with an embarrassed and shocked look on my face. He took my hand in his, and I calmed down a little bit. "It's nothing." I simple answered.
"No," He pressed on. "It's something. Tell me what's bothering you."
"It's just-" I stopped, feeling embarrassed. "Nothing."
"No, Amy. Tell me what's wrong." He said, frustrated.
I looked away from him, but he tilted my head up to look at him, and I was forced to meet his gaze. He had a strange, nervous look on his face, but at the same time he looked frustrated that I wouldn't tell him. I didn't want to tell him that I was jealous, but I could see that he wasn't going to give it up. "It.. It's just that you.. I-" I sighed as I still couldn't find the courage to tell him.
Ricky groaned and leaned back against the couch as he stared at me again. "Why won't you tell me?"
I frowned when I saw that he looked hurt by my equivocation. "It's nothing. You'll be mad at me."
He shook his head. "No, I won't be mad. Whatever it is, I won't. I promise. Just go ahead and tell me, or I can't help you."
I couldn't find the strength to say anything. I looked down at the floor, but Ricky forced me to look back up at him, and I saw a smile on his face which made me laugh. I was serious again, and I finally decided I would tell him. I quietly whispered, "You- you've been with Adrian more than me."
He frowned. His eyes narrowed, but then his face was soft again as he chuckled. "That's what's bothering you? Why is it worrying you? I don't understand."
"I don't know." I said quietly.
He sighed. I didn't understand why I felt this way, I just did. I felt jealous and that made me apprehensive about what would happen when we go back to school, and he sees her every day. I couldn't get if off of my mind. I just wanted to be assured that he was completely over her.
"Amy, I don't care about Adrian anymore. I have never cared about her near as much as I care for you. You have nothing to worry about. I promise I won't let her get in the way of us-"
"But she will." I interrupted. "She's always going to be trying to get you back, and you'll always be tempted by her. Let's face the facts, you aren't exactly the greatest example of being able to restrain yourself from temptation."
He glared at me for a minute, trying to figure out what I was thinking. "Do you have any idea at all of how much I love you, Amy? I love only you. What can I do so that you'll believe me? Adrian and I are over, and I'll never go back to her. I promise."
"Don't promise me that." I whispered. I didn't want to believe him. Because if I did and he cheated on me, my heart would break in half, and I'd never be able to recover.
Anger and agony filled up in his eyes. "You think I'm lying?"
"No, not lying." I paused, thinking it through consistently before I said anything else, so I could make sure I said every word accurately. "I believe you now, but what about when school starts back, and you have to see her every day and try to resist going back to her? It's always going to haunt you, and to be honest, I don't think you're capable of restraining yourself for that long. What happens if I turn you down, and Adrian asks you to come over, wouldn't you give in and go over there? What if, hypothetically, Ben and Adrian still try to make us jealous, would you give in then? Would you let them convince you that we're all with the wrong people, and that me and you aren't meant to be together? What if something happens and we think I could be pregnant again, would you get mad again like you did last time and leave me?"
He flinched, and anger burned in his eyes. "Amy Juergens! You are being absurb! You can not honestly believe that after everything we've been through that I would just throw everything away that we have and go back to Adrian! So what if I might be tempted by her? I won't let her break me, I'll get over it eventually, because the way I love you is permanent and I'm not going to let her ruin that."
Tears of anger built up in my eyes as I thought about and remembered all the times I saw Adrian and Ricky together at school, and how close they seemed."That's what you say now! But I know you, and you can't just stay away from her! I know you can't! She knows you better than anyone else, better than probably even I do! One day you might think about it and realize you don't really love me, you were just using me in the beginning and that's all you're capable of doing! Manipulating girls and then completely ignoring them after you get what you want from them!" I cried.
I hadn't meant to get that upset, but Ricky wanted to know what was bothering me, so I wasn't holding back anymore.
He narrowed his eyes in disbelief and looked away as he thought about everything I had just said. He looked back at me and pursed his lips. "I know I used to manipulate girls, and I probably still want to, but I'm not going to! And because of you, because of John, and because of how much I love you both, I will stop everything that I have done in my past. I need you, and with you I forget everything else, and I grow stronger through you. This may be the only thing that I'm certain about, but I do love you."
I had tears running down my cheeks, and I was crying my eyes out. Ricky wrapped his arms around me as I cried into his shoulder. "I know. I know you love me. I'm sorry." I cried, my voice cracked after every other word.
"It's okay." He whispered, trying to calm me down.
We both pulled away and stared at each other for a few seconds. I held my arms out so Ricky would pick me up, hoping he would catch on.
He smirked and stood up from the couch. He put me into his arms and quickly carried me into the blue bedroom. We walked into the room, and it was dark, and we could barely see anything except each other when we were right next to one another. He set me down on the bed, and then he lay on the bed beside me. I unbuttoned his shirt and he helped and took it off and pulled off his pants. I carefully unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it down on the floor, then I took the rest of my clothes off, and Ricky did the same.
He leaned over and lightly kissed me on the lips, but then he kissed me more roughly. The heat of his body felt good on my cold skin, as we collide against each other. I pressed my hands hard against his back as I moved my body with his, while his hands were around my waist. We didn't stop until two hours later, and we were both beside each other panting heavily under the covers.
I stared at Ricky's chest as he quickly took in each breath, and then I said exhaustedly, "Wow."
"I know." Ricky managed to choke out, as he panted breathlessly, practically gasping for breath. I figured he was weak before since he hadn't had sex in a month, which was probably a long time for him.
I felt better now that I knew Ricky was over Adrian. I trusted him, but I still didn't make myself believe it, just in case. And with that thought in my head, I finally fell asleep.