A/N-Okay so it's been about a week since my last chapter, I got super busy! Saturday I got my copy of Twilight!!! I spent all day watching it!! lol. Anyways I wanted to get this chapter written and posted before tonights episode of The Secret Life, I got a little confused last week. I thought the Finale was last weeks episode so I'm sorry for the mistake! I got a hell of a lot more reviews for my last chapter than I was expecting too, so Thank You Everyone for reading and reviewing!!! I hope everyone enjoys this chapter!


"Ricky?"

I heard someone ask. My eyes started to flutter open but my eyes wouldn't focus. I felt someone put a wet cloth on my head. The last thing I remember is feeling sick to my stomach, ringing in my ears and then of course darkness. My head hurt, my stomach still felt a bit queasy. My eyes slowly started to focus, I could see Sophie kneeling beside me with a worried expression. Margret was pressing a cold, wet cloth against my head. I noticed the light was on, shining brightly, making my eyes burn and my head pound. I groaned and quickly shut my eyes, wanting to get rid of the pounding in my head.

"Ricky? Ricky are you okay?" I heard Margret ask worried. I groaned again, not wanting to open my eyes again, so I just nodded my head. Instantly regretting it because it just made the pounding in my head worse.

"Can you sit up?" Sophie asked, nervousness evident in her voice.

To be honest, I didn't even want to attempt to sit up. I was pretty sure it would just make me feel worse, but I gritted my teeth and carefully sat myself up. I opened my eyes again, looking around I was sitting on the ground next to the couch. I don't even remember getting up off the couch, so how the hell did I manage to get on the ground.

"You scared us." Margret started quickly. "When you fainted you hit your head on the table and got yourself a pretty good cut. How do you feel? Do you need some aspirin?" She added quickly, looking over me again, probably making sure there wasn't any other wound she missed.

"My head is killing me." I admitted. Sophie instantly got up and ran upstairs, heading for the kitchen.

"What the hell happened?" Margret asked with a hint of anger. I groaned, she defiantly wasn't helping my head right now.

"I fainted." I stated simply, shrugging my shoulders.

"You know what I meant." She said looking at me seriously, she wasn't in the mood for my games.

"I'll explain everything to you later." I said quickly and quietly as Sophie ran back down the steps, a glass of water in one hand, two aspirin in the other.

"Thanks." I said as she handed me the water and aspirin. She nodded her head before sitting down on the edge of the couch.

"I think I'm going to leave now." Sophie said, looking sad.

"What? You don't have to leave, you already know you can stay in Ricky's room" Margret said looking confused. Sophie shook her head.

"No, really I need to leave." Sophie said standing up. I looked at her confused.

"Why? I don't want you to go." I said sadly. Sophie looked at me sadly before walking over to me and hugging me.

"You'll see me again, I promise." She whispered in my ear before walking over to Margret giving her a hug and thanking her for her hospitality. Then she was gone.

"Why don't you go to bed." Margret said helping me up. I nodded before saying goodnight and going to my room.


The next morning I woke up to a very chipper Margret pulling my blinds open.

"Wake up Ricky, I've invited Amy over for lunch. I am starting to miss Ricky Jr." Margret said, shaking her head at me like it was my fault. I jumped out of bed and ran into the shower, I couldn't wait to see little Ricky, it seems like I hadn't seen him in days. Plus, I wanted to apologize to Amy. I felt bad about not telling her about my sister.

Amy and Ricky Jr. arrived at 12:10, I was helping Margret set the table, when I heard a car pull in our driveway. I basically ran out there to help Amy, I couldn't tell if she was still mad at me.

After lunch I suggested that Margret and Ricky Jr. had some time to bond while I talked to Amy. We where currently sitting on my couch in the basement.

"Look Amy, I just want to say I'm sorry, I should have told you about my sister." I said quietly.

"That's okay, really it's none of my business and I shouldn't have yelled at you." Amy said before kissing me lightly on the lips.

I smiled, glad she was no longer mad at me. I heard a knocking on the front door upstairs, twenty seconds later Margret yelled down for me. Amy and I walked upstairs together, Amy going with Margret into the living room before I went to the door.

I finally made it to my front door to see a guy standing there, he had to be 6 foot, he had dirty blonde hair, and a dirty goatee.

"Can I help you?" I asked quickly, not wanting to be near this stranger much longer.

"You must be Ricky, is your sister Sophie here?" The stranger asked in a deep voice. He looked and sounded like a serial killer.

"No, my sister isn't here." I replied shortly.

"Okay, well if you see her can you tell her Jason is looking for her."


Okay so very short chapter, but I hope you guys enjoy it! I'll try and post more in a couple days but my monitor is dying!!! So I have no idea whats going to happen from day to day! R&R!!