Chapter VI

A/N: This is for LaBellaShai27, for making me actually work on it so she doesn't get blamed for my lack of updates… although you should blame her anyway… just kidding… (No seriously blame her). Also I know this is short but I must get back to my new twilight fetish, I'll update this and other stories when I can.

(Ashley POV)

My life was spinning out of control. Pregnancy, a boyfriend, my family is mad at me, and my one friend is not exactly being supportive.

The pregnancy didn't bother me as much as I thought it would… well most days so far it didn't but some days I just felt like I had no control over anything.

I was pushing Ricky with my pregnancy, hoping having him around during it would somehow change him like John had. I don't know when I fell in love with Ricky, but these feelings I had for him were stronger than anything I felt for anyone so I'm pretty sure it's love. Not that any of that matters when it comes to Ricky, he likes to run from his problems and I don't know if, or more like when, he'll run from me. So I try to 'nudge' him in the right direction; my direction, I just hope I don't push to far or hard.

We're moving fast, not that I'm complaining about the sex which he seems to want constantly, but we haven't defined our relationship fully.

My family is another obstacle, which I'm currently getting ready to talk to them once I get home, I have thought of millions of questions, answers and reactions that we will go through. But nothing is set in stone, and our conversation will more than likely end badly.

Griffin hasn't spoken to me about the situation yet, and was currently silent in the passenger seat of his mother's van. I sat in the back dreading each second that ticked by as we drew closer to my house.

"Thank you for the ride" I said quietly as Griffin's mom pulled onto my street.

She smiled back at me and nodded before stopping, I slowly pulled my belongings together before exiting trying to delay the inevitable. Griffin rolled down his window as I stepped out and closed my door, he sighed "uh good luck…"

I just nodded and stepped back, once they pulled away I stood in my front lawn staring at my house, considering and I mean really considering making a run for it and hiding at Ricky's apartment for the rest of my life.

Glancing to the driveway I notice Amy's car isn't here yet which would have been a relief if it wasn't for the fact my father's car sat in place of hers. Clenching my hands into fists I steeled myself as best I could before walking slowly to the front door.

I made my way in quietly hoping beyond hope that maybe my parents would be over their anger by now, sadly as the door shut behind me my mother stepped out of the kitchen down the hall. I expected anger; sadly what I got was much worse. She looked miserable and sad, and behind all that disappointed.

I would never admit it but that hurt probably more than anything else she could have done, emotionally anyway.

"Um hey mom" I said weakly wishing I could put on an indifferent face.

She remained quiet for a while which just added to my nervousness before she motioned with her hand for me to follow her "your father and I want to talk to you."

Damn…

I followed her as she moved to the dining room where my father sat at the head of the table arms crossed and face set in a scowl.

Double damn…

"Uh… hi daddy…" I tried.

He shook his head and went to speak, I was sure it would have been something mean or hateful do to his current emotional state but my mother cut him off "have a seat honey."

I did as instructed all the while wondering if maybe I could make a run for the door and get away. My dad seemed to be unable to form a proper thought at the moment with how angry he looked and my mother took lead again "Ashley first of all we're very disappointed in you, and how you handle the situation last night."

I nodded solemnly.

"Secondly we don't think you and Ricky having a relationship is a good idea."

"I love him…" I tried to defend. My father sputtered angrily.

My mother sighed folding her hands in her lap "I'm sure you think you do honey, but you're so young and you don't want to rush in to these things, especially something as complicated as this."

A little late for that, I fought from saying that or looking at my stomach though and just looked out the window nearest me.

Finally my father gave up being silent slamming his hand on the table "just what the hell do you think you were doing!" he pointed at me and I cringed under his gaze "talking to me… us like that, we're your parents and you are defiantly not old enough to make decisions like that…"

"George calm down" my mother said softly.

"I am calm" he said although his voice remained raised as he looked back at me "just what do you think you were doing? Tell me what crossed your mind that made you act like this! What do you think you were doing staying the night at his apartment?"

I slumped my shoulders not knowing what to say exactly, I mean there were so many options but no matter what I said they would still hate Ricky. So instead of doing the smart thing I put on my emotional mask and smirked "do you really want the details of what Ricky and I do alone?"

My father blinked, blanched and then his face went fire red.

Fuck, I should have kept my mouth shut.

Ricky's Apartment

Amy was carrying John up the steps to Ricky's apartment, after texting him earlier about seeing John outside of the Juergens household. He had agreed readily and now she was getting slightly nervous after her awkward statement to him earlier.

She knocked on the door and heard a muffled "come in."

Ricky turned from the counter where he was chopping an onion, greeting the mother of his child "hey Amy give me a sec I'm starting dinner" he went back to chopping "uh were you staying long enough to eat?"

Amy was still uneasy about being alone with Ricky but she put a brave front as she held John a little tighter "s-sure. I guess."

She placed John down in the living room where a few of his toys still littered the floor, she moved to the chair across from the couch and sat. Her eyes wandered over to Ricky who was barefoot wearing only jeans and a white tee, a dish towel thrown over his shoulder as he through the onions in a pan on the stove.

As he went to chopping something else, she couldn't tell with his back to her, he called over his shoulder "so, how was your day?"

Amy shrugged even though he couldn't see "um ok I guess, just like every other day."

"Just ok?" he asked seemingly able to talk easily with her as long as he wasn't looking at her "grades any better? Not slipping again?"

Amy felt her body relax, it was easier to talk with Ricky without his smirk dazzling her or his eyes boring into hers "yeah, I mean I'm still a little behind… but John has been getting on a schedule and I've been getting back into the groove of things."

Ricky was moving around multitasking, cooking multiple things, washing dishes he didn't need and throwing away the trash. He hummed to himself as he washed his hands before grabbing various things including a bowl and a whisk "how's John been lately, I haven't got to see him much."

Amy and Ricky slipped into easy conversation all weirdness set aside for the moment. Amy found how easy it felt to act like a family with him and their son, alone in their little bubble, real life problems forgotten. Amy offered to set the table and get John's highchair set up. They laughed together easily and even John had let a few giggles loose making his parents smile warmly at him, Amy's soft chuckle caught in her throat as she turned and was face to face with Ricky.

He had seemed to have just turned around from the fridge holding a bottle of juice; they both looked surprised at the closeness but neither made to move back. Amy felt a blush creeping up her neck as Ricky's face changed to that of a playful smirk "hey" he said lowly.

Amy blinked "hi?" she responded forming it as a question.

Ricky's eyes flicked to her mouth and back up causing the mother of his child to blush deeper and unconsciously lick her lips.

The spell was broken by John's laugh and a clatter as he threw his toy against the wall. The teens snapped their attention to him before separating the distance between them "you want to get him washed up while I set the food?"

Amy couldn't form an answer, her mind racing back to what had just happened, so she just nodded and made sure not to look into his eyes as she walked stiffly to John.

Dinner was quiet, Amy couldn't bring herself to say more than a couple words, sometimes just nodding or shaking her head. John had the time of his life playing with his food helping ease the tension slightly. Afterwards Ricky started washing the dishes while Amy stood idly by "uh maybe I should go…"

He turned to her then to the clock "it's a little after six and I haven't got to spend time with John."

Amy sighed as her escape was ruined "oh yeah… ok I'll just um sit in the living room."

A few minutes later Ricky sauntered over and picked John up "hey buddy you miss daddy?"

John clapped his hands as Ricky began talking and playing with him, Amy couldn't help the smile that pulled at her lips watching the two. Her heart fluttered and she knew she was getting to comfortable; she shot up "um actually I r-really got to go… I uh f-forgot I have stuff t-to do…"

Ricky looked at her and quirked an eyebrow "ok then."

She began gathering John's things and moving towards the door, Ricky followed a little too closely and when Amy spun around to grab John she found herself in Ricky's face. She was about to back pedal but Ricky leaned in and kissed her, she nearly choked in shock but found herself kissing back before abruptly stopping "I-I…uh we… I m-mean…"

She grabbed John carefully and walked briskly out of the apartment, leaving a bewildered Ricky.

His face changed to a smirk as he heard her go down the stairs "I'm going to hell in a hand basket."

Juergens' Household

Ashley and George had spent the last hour and a half yelling at each other, repetitively, while Anne tried to calm them down.

"I forbid you to see him!"

"You can't stop us from seeing each other; we go to the same school!"

"Please you two, let's just take a minute and breathe."

George was standing at his end of the table breathing heavily "maybe we'll send you to a different school!"

"You can't do that! Mom tell him!"

Anne sighed, George slammed his palm on the table "I won't allow it, I won't have it… I trusted you and you go behind my back with that, that… that 'thing' that got your sister pregnant!"

"He's not a thing, he's a boy and his name is Ricky! I love him!"

The door opened and as Amy came in from the driveway, she looked into the dining room "you know the whole neighborhood can probably hear you guys?"

Ashley glad to have a break from the diatribe of her father, tilted her head slightly "where were you?"

Amy, for reasons unknown to her, felt the jealousy and loathing toward her sister surface. So she adopted her best smirk feeling her inner bitch make an appearance "I was with Ricky."

She knew Ashley would take it the wrong way which is exactly what she wanted right now.

George didn't seem to change, Anne looked slightly taken aback.

But Ashley…

Ashley looked livid "what were you doing!"

Amy was thankful for her innocence at that moment, because as she thought of the kiss she blushed brightly "nothing…" she had forgot her parents, and what it sounded like to them was causing a whole new storm to brew.

"You… you fucking slut!" Ashley screamed "he's my boyfriend!"

Amy gasped at being called a slut her anger tipping her over the edge, plummeting headlong into a shit storm "That's a laugh coming from you when you're the pregnant one now!"

Time froze…

Triple Damn… with a cherry on top…

As it slowly started back up Amy realized what she had said and covered her mouth. George looked pale all his anger gone, just fear on his face. Anne was on the verge of tears shaking her head and chanting "No, no, no, no…"

Ashley's eyes met Amy's, and then the tears came. Ashley felt them streak down her cheeks as she clutched her stomach protectively "I hate you!" she said harshly before running out the door.

Another A/N: uh sorry I didn't want to end this chapter there. I had a lot planned to do with this chapter but my mind is somewhere else at the moment, and on a side note I got a new dog… not that any of you care about my personal life… but still she's so cute (when she's sleeping anyway). Anyways till next time.