The One

Chapter Ten: A Friend In Need...

Note: Sorry for the rush on the last chapter... But I've got the ending already planned out... Just a matter of typing it out.

After Randy left the four occupants of the room thought he'd surly be back in good time. However, he didn't return. Nor did he contact anyone close to the redhead, the only people who said they had even heard from the tall man were Dave and Hunter, who weren't talking about anything they had spoken to Randy about. It was very evident that he wasn't going to come back after the first day of the two-day hospital stay. More or less, John offered to stay until Randy came back. Yet the redhead knew that Randy wasn't going to comeback anytime soon, she allowed John to stay because Dawn, Trish and Jeff had decided to leave to get some rest and she hadn't wanted to be alone right now. While John and Amy had talked about random topics it hadn't became noticeable that a doctor had entered the room. The man walked straight to the redhead, a forced smile across her face as she stood next to her.

"Miss Dumas, I'm Dr. Sylvan. Dr. Ulrikson is out today, so I'm going to be taking his place. I'm afraid I have some bad news for you..." Dr. Sylvan started.

John and Amy glared at the doctor, both just as curious as the other. The doctor looked down at the pale white sheet that laid on the clip board in her hands before she looked up at the redhead.

"What is it?" Amy asked in a shaky tone.

"Well, we aren't sure as of yet. But when we ran tests on your son we found a problem... His lungs have yet to fully form." Dr. Sylvan informed her.

The redhead gasped, grabbing the nearest thing by her, which happened to be John's hand. John placed a hand over hers and the two of the listened to the woman talk about the details of James' problem - of course it lead to Amy asking if she could call the father of the baby. The doctor gently nodded, however wanted to question who John was at the same time. Even though the doctor had seen at least two couples a day, she had never seen the father of the baby not being there. The doctor exited the room as a nurse stepped into the room, Amy repeated her request to the nurse before the nurse took off for a phone. A few nurses and the doctor were examining the baby, taking a few more tests, while they spoke about the redhead's current situation.

"I heard he left her for another woman...Left her and their child." A nurse stated as she glared down at the results of the previous test.

"Well I heard he took off after her 'lover' came to visit... And he refuses to take her calls." Another nurse muttered.

"You all have it wrong," A third nurse said, shaking her head. "He broke up with her and is shaking up with her best friend. Shame, it is. That other guy keeps calling him, but they get no answer. And that brunette that keeps nagging us about talking to her...She mentioned something about them being engaged."

The doctor shrugged, "Whatever the case, it's none of our business... Now let's run these tests, we have a child to think about."

-x-xx-x-

In the quiet rooms of one blonde's home the two talked about the man's current situation. She had always been a good listener, always helping him make the right decisions.

"Just talk to her... Go back to the hospital and tell her that you love her. Tell her that you over-reacted. You never meant to leave... Whatever you want to say - just tell her the truth. If you really do love her you'll go and tell her how you feel. After all, a relationship is nothing without communication..Honesty...And all that good stuff." Trish encouraged.

He sighed, his hands running through his hair before he scratched the back of his neck.

"Trish... It's not that easy. I... I don't..." Randy started.

Trish stared at him before she placed a hand on his shoulder.

"How can you ever tell Amy how you feel if you can't admit it to me? Or to yourself..." Trish asked gently.

Randy sighed, "I don't love her, Trish... I thought I did...But...She belongs with John...And I'm sick of lying to myself...Telling me that she could love me...Despite the fact that I'm the one she's been with for the past eight months...The only reason I proposed was because Dawn pushed me into it...Saying that was the only way I could ever get John out of the picture...It didn't work, you know. He used Torrie to get Amy jealous, believe me...It did. I could tell by the way she looked at them, alone or together...She envied Torrie and was angry with her for getting with John. I don't know how I could be so blind... He haven't even had sex, Trish. No matter how much I come onto her..I've done everything in the book to get her in bed, but she denies me. She rejects my love, and I know why... She loves him, she could never love me... And that, that tears me apart. Slowly it eats away at me, day after day.. Night after night.. She's killing me silently Trish. I don't want to live this way anymore...If she really loves me...She would have stopped me from leaving, told me to stay... She wouldn't have cared about John and Torrie."

Trish blinked, she hadn't heard him talk like this before. He was a mess, a total wreck...Over what? A woman who would never love him back. Who would never respect his love...The love that he could give an extremely lucky woman. Trish and Randy had formed a friendship, a strong one, over the past few months. Randy turned to her when he needed her advice, her support and what-not. When Chris dumped her for another woman, who was about two years younger than Trish, she had fallen apart. Slowly, but surely she fell to pieces. Like a mirror breaks, piece by piece. However, Randy's friendship helped her through the worst part of her life. Somehow over the past few months...She fell in love with the legend killer. She never would have dreamt of taking him from Amy, she wasn't that kind of friend. However, she had a feeling that maybe, just maybe, Randy felt the same with her. But no, not after he poured his heart out numerous times to her. A month ago he was saying Amy was amazing, beautiful and he had also claimed they had been having sex at least twice a week. But now she realized that he was imaging this...He was picturing his perfect woman in Amy. None-the-less Trish had no intention of letting Randy give up on Amy without taking a chance - even thought she loved him herself. She put him before herself...That was how much she loved him. She put his happiness before her own needs and wants.

"Randy... Y-you have to give her a chance to show you the love you desire. The love you...you need...you deserve." Trish offered.

Randy shook his head, "No, Trish.. I can't put myself through the pain..If I fall in love with her and she doesn't love me back...I'd kill himself. Not literally, but emotionally. It isn't really her fault that I'm upset right now... It's my own. I believed that she loved me, I believed that she wanted me...That she needed me. But if I leave her and John alone for a while...I have a feeling that she'll finally admit it to herself. Admit that she loves him."

Trish wanted nothing more than to kiss him right now, but she thought he was more vulnerable that he appeared to be. She wasn't about to take advantage of him, not now..Maybe not ever. She drew her lower lips between her teeth. Before she could assure him otherwise his cell phone went off. The two stared at the phone, which was placed on the nightstand. He looked away, as if to think about his options.

"Answer it." Trish ordered.

He stared at her as he got off the bed, his eyes never leaving hers as he reached for the small device. Slowly be brought the phone before him, glaring down at the caller ID, which read "Hospital". He shook his head.

"I think it's her..." Randy mumbled.

"Then answer it.." Trish replied.

He slowly opened the phone before he slammed it shut again, hanging up on the caller. Once more he opened the phone, turning it off before he tossed it back onto the nightstand. Trish stared at him as he plopped back down on the bed.

"I can't talk to her..." Randy whispered.

Trish sighed, "But you need to sometime... Are you willing to sit here with me? Not seeing your son for such a long time... Don't you want to see James?"

Randy quickly replied, "Of course I do! I love my son, hell right now I'd love nothing more than to see him..But I can't face her."

Trish shook her head, "But sooner or later you'll have to. Why not sooner? Not being their for your son will be something you'll reject for the rest of your life."

"Well, it's not like I'm missing anything.. It's basically just tests right now. Boring stuff." Randy stated.

-x-xx-x-

Amy wanted to cry more than anything else at the moment. Her fiancé took off and wasn't answering his phone, or well he answered and hung up within seconds. And now his phone was shut off and there was no other way she could reach him. She left a message after she had found out that his phone was turned off. Tears started to roll down her cheeks as she stared down at her hands, John hadn't missed the fact that she was crying. Without a second thought he sat on the edge of the hospital bed and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to his chest. How he wanted to tell her that he hadn't stopped loving her since he got with Torrie. He wanted to tell her that she could always depend on him, he wanted to be there for her. But right now, he knew that it would be best to just be the friend she needed while Randy was off doing only god knows what. She looked up at him before she wrapped her arms around him, holding him close to her for comfort and protection from reality.

"I… I still love you." John whispered as his arms tightened their grasp on her.

She didn't answer, he figured that she was either shocked or she didn't feel the same way, but she didn't want him to leave because of it. However, it was more shock than her not wanting him to leave. She didn't want him to leave, but at the same time she didn't want to 'move on' so quickly from Randy. Sure he hadn't verbally said they were over, but deep down inside she figured that it was over. He left without a second thought, without a second look. She wiped her own tears away before she pulled away from John.

"Thank you… For everything… I-I don't know where Randy could be though." Amy mumbled as she stared into his eyes.

She seen the hurt in his eyes, which made her feel bad as she could tell that he wanted to hear something along the lines of 'I love you too' rather than 'I don't know where Randy is'. It hurt him to know he could tell her that he loves her and she could change the subject back to Randy. Why she was still hung up on him seemed to have no answer, he had just abandoned her and their son and yet she could still think about Randy before himself. John shook his head, but he didn't want to leave her because it would make him just as worse as Randy. Not that John could honestly say if Randy leaving was a surprise. He had always seen Randy as the type to never give up, never quit on something he wanted…At least not without a fight. When it came to women John knew very well that Randy would use every trick in the book to get her. However, the question of why Randy still had yet to return ran through his head over and over again. It was like a puzzle with missing pieces. When the redhead told him she was sorry and then explained to him the very mysterious relationship with Randy was very hands off, John knew that there was something else he was missing. The puzzle was slowly being put together, but still..He was missing some of the key parts. However, he knew one had to be insane to ask a woman if she and her boyfriend has been having sex just after you told her that you loved her. It would almost seem as if he'd use it against Randy, like he could say he could give her something Randy has never done before. Sure he thought that he could do exactly that, but he didn't want to say anything that may upset her more than she already was.

-x-xx-x-

After a few hours passed the doctor returned, informing them that they had made a minor mistake earlier. A new nurse had missed up files and had accidentally given her the wrong forms. To the relief of the redhead she was told that James was completely fine and she'd be able to take him home when she was released in two days. John was glad as well, mostly because he couldn't bare to see her so sad and broken.

The next two days went quickly, John stayed by Amy's side the entire time. The two talked about various subjects, to both their surprise Randy was never mentioned by the other. At least until they got ready to leave, John apologizing to the redhead that Randy wasn't there and that he hadn't tried to call her. Dawn, surprisingly, was happy that John stayed by Amy's side - her view on Randy was quickly changing as he didn't show up or call. She kept telling Stacy that Randy didn't deserve Amy after what he put her through. While Trish and Randy had spent some time together as well, Trish still had yet to tell Randy how she felt though. However, Randy had insisted that it was best to keep his phone turned off until he got a chance to clear his head. The only problem was…He had other ways of clearing his head…Those ways included risking his friendship with Trish on more than one occasion..

Trish happily came downstairs, placing her hands on Randy's shoulders and kissing his neck as he prepared breakfast. However, he waved her off, telling her that he was thinking. She hid the hurt in her eyes when he rejected her advances. Somehow she now knew the only reason he slept with her was to get his mind off Amy. She wanted to cry at his sudden attitude toward her…Had all he wanted was sex? Was he really that…Heartless?

"Randy… I have to tell you something." Trish stated.

Randy shook his head, turning to her.

"Trish… I can't lie to you… I don't want to be with you, I…I used you. I didn't plan this, it just happened. But I don't want you to think that we can be together when there is no way it could ever happen. If you will, please, don't mention this to Amy… Tomorrow I'm going to see her, she's out of the hospital now and I want to talk to her. I'm sorry Trish." Randy informed her.

Trish felt a sudden urge to slap him, however she only crossed her arms.

"I should have known…All you wanted was sex… But if you think I'm not going to tell Amy about this, then you're wrong! She's my friend! And…And I won't lie to her because you wanted a few nights of sex! You can just leave right now! Get out of my house and never talk to me again… I hate you!" Trish snapped.

Randy shook his head, raising his hands in the air before he pushed past her. She was quick to shove the breakfast onto the floor, Randy never looking back as she threw a fit. In a matter of half an hour Randy had never and was well on his way to see Amy. However, Trish rushed upstairs and grabbed her phone. She quickly dialed Amy's number, only to find that it was turned off. Even madder than before Trish dialed John's number, getting the machine. Trish screamed before she threw the phone at the wall and then fell to the floor, pulling her knees to her chest as she cried.

To Be Continued…