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Summery: This Is Five Years after the Current Episodes... Adrian, Ricky, Amy, Ben, Grace, Jack and everyone graduated... Adrian has a pretty big secret that only Grace and Jack know...

A/N: I want to take this moment to say thank you to all my reviewers, and no this is not the last chapter, I just feel like people need to be appreciated and what better way than half way through the story? Any who, Adrian and Ricky argue kinda a lot in this chapter and yes Ricky storms off without J.J., just clearing that up now, and now! ACTION!

Secret Life of Adrian

Adrian was sure her heart skipped a beat. Shock coursed through her veins as he asked her why she hadn't told him about Bella.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about." She tried to brush it off.

"You know what I'm talking about, so don't act dumb. I know you're not." Ricky's voice was calm, even, but inside his anger was swelling and her doing this didn't help it at all.

Adrian narrowed her eyes at him before sighing and turning her eyes downward.

"How'd you find out?" She asked finally after a long pause.

"You. Last night." He clarified when her head snapped up to look at him with disbelieving eyes.

"You were-"

"Not as asleep as you thought." Ricky answered a little bitterly.

"Ricky-" Again she was cut off by his angry words.

"When were you going to tell me? Were you ever going to tell me? Was I not good enough for her? For you? Do you hate me? Is that why you didn't tell me?"

"It's not like that! I was going to tell you!"

"When? When she was so old that she had grey hair?"

"No! When she asked me I was going to tell her."

"And if she never asked?"

"Her fifth birthday." Adrian said quietly.

"What?"

"On her fifth birthday I was going to tell her if she didn't ask, but-"

"But what? Did you change your mind because I'm here?" She glared at him.

"No, I wasn't going to say that."

"Than what? What were you going to say?"

"That I should tell you because you were here!"

"Why? Figured I won't care? I got a news flash for you: I do!"

"No! She asked last night and I told her that I'd tell her today, after I told you!"

"Why didn't you tell me when you got pregnant?" Ricky asked his voice filled with hurt, anger and sadness. Adrian glanced into the kitchen where the kids were happily cutting out animals, shapes and other misfit items.

"Because of J.J." She answered.

"You're blaming a five year old? You're shallower than I thought." Adrian shot him a look.

"Not blaming. For his sake, I didn't tell you. When I found out I was pregnant with Bella, I was going to tell you, but another thought hit me: What about John?"

"I could have been a father to the both of them." Adrian shook her head ruefully, a small, bitter smile on her face.

"You don't get it, do you? Amy, she would have been so pissed to realize I was there, let alone pregnant with your baby. She would have smeared your name and if I had told you, J.J. might hate you as much as Amy does. I mean, I was with her for less than two minutes and I could feel the anger and hatred coming off of her."

"But-"

"Let me finish. It was one child or the other. And I could stop Bella from hating you. I can't do that for J.J. Amy hates you so much that finding out you were spending less time with your son to be with my daughter? She would have gone over the edge. She hates me that much I know and it doesn't help that I threw that 'I was pregnant at fifteen' thing of hers in her face by telling her I was pregnant at eighteen."

"What would you have told Bella? About me and J.J.?"

"That her father's name was Ricky Underwood and she had a half brother named John Juergens. That her father was a man with mistakes that he was determined to get past and a troubled past that he won't talk about. That he didn't know about her because I didn't tell him."

"What if she hated you for it? Keeping it from her like you did?"

"I would take it as punishment for not telling her, but hope she got over it."

"I can't believe you would do this." He ran his fingers through his hair in a desperate attempt to clear his thoughts. He then shook his head and headed for the door.

"I can't do this. I can't deal with this. I have to go." He opened the door and walked out.

"But what about-"

"I'll be back later." And he was gone.

A/N: I'm sorry it's late again and I gotta go to sleep. My mom got a job! I was so freaking happy! Still am! I am also tired and want to wish my friend and cousin, Courtney (Insert last name I can't spell) a very happy birthday! She's very special to me and I hope every Birthday she has after this one will be happy as well! Any way gotta go! Review please! Bye…