Chapter 14: Getting Back on….

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Hey you guys I don't care if you post my mistakes on my reviews… anyway I think I will make truce with snowangel… but there was no point in her being confuse because my story is totally different than hers. I love reviews and critics but I hate when people accuse me of something.

Sorry it took sooooooooo long well actually longer than usual because I am on try to vacation I will update as fast as I can also I loved how Ricky reacts to the rumors of Amy in the most recent episode.

Ricky came out at the time he said he was. He was wearing his usual. His usual was a causal shirt with a pair of jeans matching his shirt. He wore his jacket like always. I got him a coffee well a latte. When he got in the car and the entire luggage was in the trunk, he drove off. He didn't talk to me. John fell asleep soon as it became five minutes on the road. I fell asleep also dreaming of nothing this time. It was like a good sleep. When I woke up, he drove about eight hours. We had about sixteen hours left.

Amy: "Are you tired?"

Ricky: "No, I am fine."

Amy: "Are you sure? I can take the wheel if you are tired."

Ricky: "Amy, I am fine, just go back to sleep."

Amy: "No, I think if I get too much sleep. I will be the queen of sleeping."

Ricky: "So, has Ben called you yet?"

Amy: "No."

Ricky: "Oh, then never mind."

Amy: "What about Ben?"

Ricky: "Nothing, he and Adrian was non-stop calling me for the past few days."

Amy: "Probably about what we did."

Ricky: "Yeah, Adrian texted me saying that she wasn't sorry for making him so curious."

Amy: "Well, I am not surprise that she isn't."

Ricky: "Well, let's just say this, Amy, we are about to get Ben's dramatic self again."

Amy: "Well, if he doesn't follow us to Washington, DC."

He looked at me funny. He smiled and return to his silence. I notice that John had a new bottle of milk. Probably, Ricky gave it to him when I was sleeping. Ricky was going to make one more sleep stop before we hit Washington, D.C. He got the schedule. As soon as we got there, we would need to go straight to the town house that was rented for us. After that, we would need to go shopping for the supplies that we're purchase. I went back to sleep. The sleep again was nothing new.

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Ricky: "Amy, we are here."

Ricky: "Amy."

Ricky: "Amy."

I covered the blanket more over me. I felt someone's arm lifted me from the seat. Ricky carried me again. I felt his chest as I placed my head there.

Ricky: "Amy, we are here at the town house."

I lifted my head a little to look at Ricky. He looked well rested. I didn't remember when he stopped. We had sixteen hours to go. How long have I been sleeping? Ricky took the key card. As he opened the door, he let go of me onto the ground.

Ricky: "I already put John to bed. Also, I called a babysitter, which the school left on the counter-top to call."

Amy: "So, we are seriously in Washington D.C."

Ricky: "Yeah, we are."

Amy: "When did you get your rest?"

Ricky: "I didn't really. I got coffee."

Amy: "You can rest."

Amy: "I'll go to the store."

Ricky: "No, I will go with you, since, you can't really cook."

Amy: "I can to cook."

Ricky: "No, you can't."

Amy: "I can try."

Ricky: "Well, I am going with you."

I grabbed my bag with two hundred dollars. I got it from my mom. She said that I would need it. Ricky drove us there. We went to a super market. It wasn't franchise. It was very clean. The store had people in the front would direct you to the rows needed. When you are finish collecting the items, they would take it and put it in a cart that would follow you to whatever aisle. It was a brand new method for me. But I was waiting and Ricky wanted me too just to skip the line. It was nice. Ricky got everything and took my hand. He leaded the way.