None of the Characters in this story belong to me they were created by Brenda Hampton. I do own Joseph though.
Author's Note: So I want chapter or 6 to be a fan choice chapter, I want you guys to choose what happens so be thinking of a few things to tell me. If you want more betrayal then I'll give it to you, if you want a fight I'll give it to you. Anything could happen, it's up to you. Just send me your suggestions in PM. Now off to the story.
Amy's PoV
I'd spent the night in my room shedding tears into my soft pillow for my dad. I had never really had a chance to cry for him alone, and now here I was on a Friday night thinking of him, missing him. He'd always been there for me and now that he was gone, no one was on my side. Mom was so busy making sure Ashley didn't fall into some sort of depression that it seemed as though she had forgotten about me. Although it has been a few weeks since we moved here and Grace had quickly become my best friend, I couldn't talk to her about it. She didn't even know my dad was dead, she just thought he was some sort of businessman and he was always on a trip. I liked that she didn't badger me about him, I knew that she had a clue that something wasn't right. Adrian on the other hand knew that my dad was deceased because she'd found out from my mother after sashaying her way into my kitchen for a "meet and greet".
To say I hated that girl was an understatement. The first time that I'd met her she threw off a bad vibe. Every single day of school, she made it her duty to try to humiliate me or feel Ricky up in front of me, as if I wanted him. I was the least bit interested in Ricky. The only time I'd ever talked to him was the first day I'd arrived at Grant High School. Besides, Ricky wasn't my type anyway. He dated girls like Adrian so that was definitely a turn off. Plus, this guy named Jesse had asked me out on a date and he was pretty cute. I hadn't accepted his date yet, but I was thinking about it. I needed to get out of this house, out of this dull atmosphere and he was offering to take me away from it for a night. I hadn't been out much since my dad's death and I think it would do me good to begin to get back into the world.
A brisk knock hit my door and I cleared my throat and wiped my eyes. It really wasn't in my interest to have a heart to heart with anyone right now. Sitting up on my bed, I reached over and pulled my laptop into my lap. I opened it and cleared my throat once more to make sure that my voice wouldn't crack and give away my previous activity. I grabbed my iPod from my bedside table and stuck the headphones into my ears as I turned it on. Another knock came to my door, louder this time.
"Come in," I said nonchalantly waiting for the visitor to come in from the other side of the door. Slowly the door opened and my mom stepped into my room. Her hair was wild with small curls and her face was lightly touched with makeup. I eyed her black pencil skirt and her gray blouse.
"What were you just doing in here?" She said looking deep into my eyes. I knew that she saw through me so I averted my eyes back to the computer screen and clicked on things like a mad woman. I shrugged my shoulder and huffed. "I knocked earlier and you didn't answer me."
I pointed to my headphones and smiled weakly. "Had my headphones on mom, couldn't really hear anything," She turned her head and said something inaudible. The awkwardness was beginning to smother me. I have to admit that as soon as she walked into the room that it was weird. I felt like she was trying to hide something but I wasn't completely sure what it was.
"So, Ashley and I are going out to celebrate the move, you want to come? It'll be fun, like a girl's night out," I looked up and saw her smiling at me. She didn't want to leave this house anymore than I did, but she was trying to make Ashley and I happy.
"No thanks mom, I'm fine. I think I'll just sit here and… uh… research a few things on the computer," I said hesitantly. It wasn't that I wouldn't enjoy being in her company, I just wouldn't enjoy being in Ashley's. She was obviously going for a Goth look and it bothered me. I don't judge her or anything, but it's just a large tumble from where she used to be.
"Come on Amy, you have to start living again," She said with pity. I took offense to this and realized that it was true. My body tensed and I could feel heat rushing up my spine. I wasn't angry, it was just hard blow to my feelings.
"Mom I am living, I'm living way more than people are in this house anyway. What do you expect me to do forget about him? I can't just jump back into living knowing that my dad is dead," The words fell harshly through my lips as I spoke. I saw my mom slightly flinch under my statement. I hadn't meant to make her upset, it just happened. I'd worked on my quick attitude long ago and had learned to control it, but lately I was getting back to the old stages of my life.
"I'm sorry Amy, I know it's hard for you, but it's hard for us too. No, I don't expect you to forget about him, but you need to accept that he's not coming back. Do you think your dad would want you to stop living because he's not here anymore?" She said standing up. I shut my computer and looked up at her.
"Doesn't matter, it's not like he knows anyway, he's dead, remember?" I said coldly. My mother looked at me with complete confusion and then stormed out of my room. I sighed and laid my head back on my headboard. My mother and I barely had normal conversations anymore. She would usually bring up dad, which would cause me to go into a funk and bring everyone else down with me.
I heard the small sound of footsteps and then I heard a door close. I assumed that it was the front door. When I was sure that my mom and Ash had left, I went downstairs into the kitchen to prepare myself a snack. My mother had gone grocery shopping a few weeks ago and all she bought was junk food. I didn't really have a problem with it, but it wasn't really like her. She was the healthy type. The only time Ashley and I really ate junk food was at school, parties or somewhere else, she couldn't see us.
I looked up from the chips that I was pouring into a bowl and saw someone standing at my door. Of course, it was none other than Adrian, but she had a guest with her, Grace. I smiled towards Grace not wanting to focus on Adrian and walked towards the kitchen door. Twisting the cold knob I invited Grace in and was tempted to slam the door in Adrian's face. Smirking at me Adrian loosely followed behind Grace and took a seat at my kitchen table. I rolled my eyes at her back and shot daggers through her empty soul.
"So Grace, what brings you to my humble abode on a Friday night?" I said grabbing my chips off the counter and then taking a seat beside Grace. I was going to avoid Adrian's presence as much as I could.
"Well, I haven't been to your house yet and I wanted to see it, so Adrian offered to bring me over. I hope it's okay that we came over unannounced," Grace said reaching over the table and snagging one of my chips out of the bowl. For a small thing Grace could really eat. I noticed the first time we at lunch together at school, she devoured to sandwiches and a large bag of chips. I thought she was pregnant, but she was just a hungry girl.
"Oh it's fine Grace. It's not like I was doing anything, just doing a little internet browsing. You though, I thought you would be out on a date or at a party," She shrugged her shoulders and cocked her head to the side at the same time. I heard Adrian chuckle as she got up and helped herself to the snacks in our refrigerator.
"Help yourself, my house is your house," I said at her sarcastically. If Grace wasn't here I probably would have told her off, but I knew she was Grace's best friend before Grace was mine. I had to respect her while Grace was around, but my fuse was short. I don't know how long I can last.
Grace cut Adrian off before she could speak. "I don't really like parties that much. They sort of make me… nervous. All those teenagers grinding and drinking, it's not really my scene, now my brother on the other hand, he loves them," She rolled her eyes and huffed. What teenager wouldn't like to party? I know that I used to love to revel before the incident. "Besides, no one is really throwing a party tonight, no one important," She continued.
"So you spend every Friday night at home doing nothing?" I asked.
"Not really. If Adrian's home I usually go over to her house and stay the night with her, but she's always on the phone with Ricky," Grace rolled her eyes. I scoffed inwardly. It had to be hard for your best friend to date your brother. I knew Grace hated that she didn't get to spend as much time with Adrian just talking like she wanted to. They probably always wound up talking about Ricky. "And the things they talk about," she shivered and I laughed.
"Oh come on virgin Mary you'll get over it," Adrian said. "Speaking of virgin, Amy are you… you know a virgin?" She smirked, leaned over the counter, and looked intently at me. My body tensed uncomfortably at her personal question. I felt like she was trying to bait me for something humiliating.
"Adrian that's none of your business," Grace snapped her head towards her. How did she tolerate this girl? My first meeting with her was hell; Grace spent almost every waking moment with this chick.
"No Grace it's okay. I don't mind if she knows if I am or not and I'm not," I shrugged my shoulders and smiled at Adrian. There was nothing I had to hide from her because my life didn't really have juicy details, well most of my life. "I don't know why it matters to her anyway."
"Oh sweetie it doesn't matter to me if you are or not because you're still not going to get Ricky," Grace looked at me, squinted her eyes in confusion. Once again, I rolled my eyes at Adrian. Could she not hear how stupid she sounds? Why was she so worried about me going after Ricky?
"Adrian, I do not want Ricky okay? I don't even talk to him so stop being paranoid," Her nostrils flared and her face furrowed into an expression of Anger. "Wow," I said chuckling coldly. "I must really be a threat. What? Are you scared he's going to leave you for something better? Cause Adrian I'm sure everyone can see how cute of a couple we would make. I'm innocent, he's, well, not and opposites attract. Besides, I think you're old news. I bet after Ricky first met me he's thought about me every night he was with you," I said smirking coldly with no remorse. Grace gasped and her eyes grew wide and Adrian let out something similar to a growl and stormed out of my kitchen. The window on the door rattled when she slammed it. I laughed almost uncontrollably and stood up. "Come on Grace do you want to see the rest of my house?" I said still giggling.
"I most certainly do not," She said folding her arms and putting on a look of anger. "I can't believe you just did that. Now she's going to be pissy all night long and she's probably going to call Ricky and they'll be arguing," I rolled my eyes at her and kept the smile on my face.
"Grace you have to admit that was funny. Besides, I was only joking, do you really think I want Ricky? I was just tearing down her ego a little bit. She needed that trust me. I have no intention on dating your brother, or sexing him up," Grace stared at me and then she broke. I heard a small snicker leave her lips.
"Okay it was pretty funny. No one has ever spoken to Adrian like that. I've barely seen the girl flinch,"
"Well, she better get used to it, because I rarely hold my tongue," I said lacing my arm with hers while we moved through my home.
Ricky's PoV
Was it wrong to be thinking about another girl while I was with Adrian? Probably, probably not, was it wrong for me to be thinking about any girl while I was with my dad? A definite yes, he could always tell when I was thinking about the opposite sex. Of course, he knew, all men knew. I'd been with him all day making "business" runs to and from the warehouse. Things were picking up around the city, crime and then some. After George's death, many people were angry. People wanted to know who killed the beloved George Juergens and we couldn't possibly tell them we did it. George had gotten into a sticky situation with the cops and he needed to be taken out quick, so he was. I'd been the one to pull the trigger and to say I felt guilty would probably be a lie, it almost, felt good. I was in control at that moment the gun fired it only took one shot. My dad was right; having power was a beautiful thing.
"So what about the family Ricky?" My dad said from behind his desk. His sharp blue eyes cut into me trying to get information about something that I was confused about. I'd zoned out for about the twentieth time today.
"Huh?" I asked stupidly. My thumb rubbed across the keys on the laptop and I looked down. I still couldn't remember what I was supposed to be doing.
"The family? George's family, how are they doing? Stirring up anything?" He flooded my ears with questions. I finally remembered what I was doing and looked back at the computer.
"Oh yeah, yeah, no, the computer says they moved, but it doesn't say where yet. Maybe they knew about George and are scared they're next," I said smirking. The memory of him begging to spare his family wiped the smirk off my face. I sighed staring at the blurry pictures of the Juergens clan. In the picture, there were three people, all women. The photo was black and white, for what I had no idea. I knew I had seen one of the body's that was in the picture somewhere though. Trust me; I would remember a girl who looked like that. Thinking back to every party or event I'd went to I tried to remember the figure. Nothing occurred.
"Nah I doubt it. I don't think they even knew George was affiliated with the mafia, in any aspect. All they knew was that he owned a furniture store," He said looking at his computer. I shrugged my shoulders. How could a man not tell his family that he was affiliated with the mafia? Did he know how dangerous it was for them not to know? They walked around unprotected never looking over their shoulder, but maybe that was a good thing. Who would want to live like that? I sure didn't, there was no choice for me though. This was practically in my blood, the mafia. "I hate to ask you this because I'm afraid to hear the answer, but why have you been so distracted today? If someone is pregnant, please do not tell me. I don't want to feel Hurricane Nora when she blows through because of course she's going to find out," I inwardly laughed at his fear of my mom.
"No, no one is pregnant, I'm just thinking about things," I reassured him and he leaned back in his chair sighing with relief. Why did people have so little faith in me? I wasn't that bad was I? My mind made its way back to Amy and I wondered what she was doing. This was ridiculous; I haven't even held one conversation with this girl.
"Things like Grace's new friend Amy?" Joseph glared at me and grinned. He was enjoying this too much.
'No, just things," I said. He knew I was lying, he always knew. I rubbed my fingers through my hair. I had to get this chick out of my head, it wasn't right to be thinking about her while I was with Adrian. Slowly I ran my fingers threw my hair and sighed. How could I just be thinking about this girl like this? This was new for me because I'd never thought about anyone so hard.
"That bad huh?" Joseph said grinning at me. He had no idea. Besides, Jesse is crazy about Amy.
You don't care, my conscience shouted at me.
Yes, I do, I responded back to it. I was the type of guy who just took another guys girl, well, actually I was, but it was different with Jesse, we were friends. He would be angry with me if I allowed myself to talk to angry and he's not the only one. Adrian would probably castrate me and Grace would be torn between her best friend and her brother. The only person that wouldn't be upset with me would probably be my mom and Ben. Why was I even thinking about this? I don't want Amy, I scolded myself.
Yes you do, stupid conscience never agreed with what I had to say because it was always right.
Adrian's PoV
No one has ever spoken to me like that before. Who does Amy Juergens thing she is? I should've held my ground, but I couldn't stand it anymore. If Grace wouldn't have been there I would have slapped that grin right off Amy's beastly face. How could Ricky actually be interested in something like her? Obviously, he couldn't see all the issues that she had. Surely, I was going to point them out. No way in hell was I going to allow Amy to take my boyfriend from me. Although I didn't really love him, he was still my major plan for the future.
I didn't have much money, he did. I didn't have connections, he did. Ricky was the only thing that I needed. Sure, I wasn't in love with him, but I did respect him. Ben, though, I was really in love with him. He would come to my house and we would have our midnight rendezvous, if Ricky found out he would kill Ben and I both. I used to hate that I was risking losing it all, but that made it more fun, the risk. I hope that Grace won't find out because she would die. She was head over heels for Ben Boykewich and even he seemed as though he could be in love with Grace. Eventually, I would let Ben go to her just to be a good sport, but for right now, I wanted him and Ricky. I will not let Ricky fall into Amy's trap.
The only way to stop him though was to make Amy the way that Ashley said she used to be. Amy with mommy and daddy issues, Amy with anger problems, this girl was a mess. She wasn't as innocent as she tried to make people think she was, trust me I know. Amy just wants people to think she's like that because she's afraid of what people would say. I was so glad Amy had a sister who was friendless because it just made it so much easier for her to open up to me. I wonder how Amy would feel once she found out about my chats with Ashley; Sisters at war with one another how fun? Now all I had to do was wait until the right time to strike.
Okay guys so please review, I know it's been a long time and I apologize. I've been so bogged down with school and I've been stressed. I promise the next chapter won't take this long. Actually I had it done 3 days ago but my frickin' computer deleted the ending I had and it was sooooooooooooo good, now I don't remember it, but that's enough of my ranting. REVIEW!