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Rickys' P.O.V

I watched Amy sleep, her stomach would rise a little bit when she'd breath out and her eyes would flutter when the baby kicked. I guess it was trying to make her wake up or something. I touched her face, she was warm. I panicked a little. Is this a bad thing? I gently moved her shoulders and her eyes open quickly. "What's wrong?" "You're warm, I don't know. I just thought I'd wake you up." She pulled herself up and sat down, touching her stomach. "Where you staring at me sleeping?" I looked down. "Yes, I was. You look so peaceful. It's hard not to stare at you." She smiled and giggled. "Thanks, I think."

Then she looked down at her stomach. "Ow, he's kicking hard today." She winced. Her face changed into smiles to pain. "OW. OW. OW. I don't think he should be kicking so hard. I'm barely going to be six months. Do you think he should be kicking so hard?" I shrugged. "I really don't-" She cut me off by grabbing my hand and placing it on her stomach. I felt the baby kick hard and I mean, really hard.

I pulled away and quickly got up. "Amy. I don't think so. It's shouldn't.." I trailed off when she pulled the blankets off her.

Blood.

There was blood and lots of it. "Oh shit, Ames! What the fucckkkkk. What do I do?" Amy started crying and panicking. "I don't know! I-I-I don't know what's wrong!" "We have to go to the hospital! C'mon!" I helped her up as we rushed downstairs to my car. We ignored everyone and all the stares, especially Ben. I put Amy in the passenger seat and put her seat belt. "RICKY, HURRY!" I prayed nothing was wrong. I prayed she didn't lose this baby. This.. This would just kill us both.

We arrived at the hospital and they toke Amy to the ER fast. "Who are you to Ms. Juergens?" A petite lady with big brown eyes asked me. "I'm the father." She frowned. "Ok, have a seat."

I sat down in the waiting room and put my head in my hands. What happened? Is she ok? All these questions were going through my head. Then, I heard someone. "RICKY! WHAT HAPPENED?" It was Anne, Amys mother. She ran towards me, along with George and Ashley. "I don't know! We were sleeping and then she was really hot. Then the b-baby starting kicking really hard and when she pulled the blankets off her.. T-There was a.. a lot of blood." I felt tears come to my eyes. George was looking at my chest. "Son, why aren't you wearing a shirt?" I looked down.

"Shit. I must have forgotten to put one on." Ashley smiled and handed him a shirt. "Here, I figured you wouldn't have a shirt on if it was a big emergency." I tried to smile, I failed again. "Thanks, Ash." I quickly put on the shirt.

We all sat down. It was quiet. Then a Lauren and Madison got here, then it was Jack with Grace and Graces' older brother Tom. Finally, Ben got here with Adrian. I sigh. Just what I need, I thought. Anne explained everything that happened and what was going on.

We hadn't heard anything from the doctors. This was good, but it was bad. I felt it, in my heart. Something was wrong, really wrong. Ben was just staring at me, like as if I was the one who caused this.

Adrian sat next to me and got my arm. "What the hell, Ricky? Was was she at your apartment?" I got up and looked down at her. My blood was boiling. "Are you serious? That's all you care about? 'Why was she at MY apartment?' Because it's my apartment! She's the mother of my unborn baby, Adrian!" I felt tears fall down my face. "She was bleeding. A LOT. She could be dying, or worse OUR baby could be dying! LEAVE ME ALONE, ADRIAN." But she was already following me.

I walked away fast. I walked away from everyone who was staring at me in shock.

I turned the corner when the ER doors where, I stared at it and went to the corner of the hall. I felt hot tears falling fast down my face. I couldn't control it anymore. I'm breaking down. I let myself slide down the wall with my head in my hands. I was sobbing. This couldn't be happening. I don't want this to happen.

I don't want anything happen to my baby. I don't want anything to happen to OUR baby. No, no, no! I yelled in frustration. I felt someone kneel next to me. "Ricky," Adrian said.

"Leave. Me. Alone."

"Ricky, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be like that. I'm sorry. I don't know what you're feeling right now. Everything will be ok, I promise." I look at her in shock. Her face sadden when she saw my bloodshot eyes. "Don't make a promise you can't keep." Adrian looked at me shock, with her mouth open. With that, she left.

I didn't mean to be so mean to her, but I can't care about how other people are feeling when Amy is there in the ER. I don't even know what's going on. This is crazy. I don't know what to do.

I want to leave and get away from everything, like I always do...

But I just can't. I can't do this. Not now.

Not now.

Hours had passed and no word. I was still sitting in the corner, just watching the ER doors. Waiting for something to happen. For something to come out and tell me everything was ok with Amy and the baby.

But nothing. No one ever came out. This was living hell. I could hear people screaming inside in pain. I didn't even know who the person screaming was, but it hurt to hear someone in such pain like that.

Then I hear a scream, a voice I'd know anywhere. Amy.

My instincts took over and I ran inside, but there were security besides the double doors. They stopped me for going closer. Tears were falling down my face as I noticed Amy. There were doctors everywhere. The security officers were holding me back, trying to get me out. "That's my girlfriend!" I yelled, but my voice was shaking. Amy looked at me, crying.

They pushed me out. I fell to the floor with the image of Amy crying. I couldn't get it out of my head. What was going on?

One of the doctors came out and I quickly stood up. "Richard Underwood?" "That's me. What's wrong? Is the baby ok? Is Amy ok?" I was already starting to panic. The doctor put his hand on my shoulder. "Calm down, son. Amy is ok, she is going to be alright." I sigh in relief.

Then it hit me. "The baby? What about our baby?" I felt more tears. The doctor looked down. "The baby is going to be ok. We already lost it, but the baby is going to be ok. You just need to take care of Amy for these next 4 months. She has to be take care of at all times. We don't want anymore of these almost losses to ever happen to Amy again, ok?" I nodded. "Can I see her?" He nodded and then we went into the ER rooms. He led me to where she was and I ran to her.

I pushed her hair out of her face. "Amy, oh Amy." I kissed her forehead. "Thank god you two are ok." She was crying, but she smiled. "I know, I was so scared. Ricky, I was so scared we were going to lose him." I looked at her shocked. "Him? It's a boy?" I smiled a little bit. Amy laughed a bit. "No, I just feel like it's a boy. He feels like a boy."

"I hope he's a boy. I'd love a boy." She smiled and kissed my hand. "Me too." The doctor smiled. "She's ready to go home. Everything looks good, but the first sign of something like this again.. RUN to the hospital. I mean it." Amy and I nodded. They gave her some new pajamas, so she can wear. They were cotton, since it was getting pretty cold outside. We walked to where everyone was.

Anne and George ran to Amy, hugging and kissing her. "Thank god you're ok, Amy." Amy smiled as she held her stomach. "I know."

Everyone came and hugged her, saying she was one of the lucky ones that didn't lose the baby.

Adrian had already left, or so I heard. Then Ben came towards us. He kissed Amy, but Amy pushed him away. "Get off me, Ben. I'm sorry, but it's over between us." His eyes widen. "What? Why?" "Ben! All we ever do is fight! I want to be happy. You don't make me happy, anymore." I snickered. "Is it because of him?" He looked at me with disgust. "NO! I just don't want to be with you anymore, Ben. I'm sorry." Amy grabbed my hand and we walked off to my car. I opened the door for her and kissed her.

She smiled. "What was that for?" "I want to be with you. Thank god you're ok." She laughed. "You've been saying that a lot." "I know. I'm just.. Ah. This is one of those moments where you just have to thank god, you know?" She smiled and nodded.

I got into the car and we drove off. She wondered off to sleep before we even got home. Wow, I said got home. It feels like home when she's with me.

I pick her up. She was heavy since she was already almost six months, but it was nothing I couldn't handle. I put her into bed and I let her sleep. She looked tired, but still very peaceful.

I laid down next to her and kissed her stomach.

"You're a fighter, baby. My baby."

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