Chapter 13 - Start Again

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

I froze. The conversation I had with my sister came crashing back into my head, making my stomach churn. My hands automatically balled into fists, wanting badly to punch this low life scum. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself but it didn't work. I closed my eyes for a brief second, thinking about Ricky Jr. and Amy. That made me calm down a little.

"Did you here me, man?" Jason asked with a smug smirk on his face.

"Oh I heard you alright, 'man'." I said, spitting the words back at him venomously. He unthinkingly took a step backwards. So he is scared of me.

"What the hell is your problem?" He asked nervously. I stepped towards him, my eyes narrowed.

"You are my problem, asshole." I said. My jaw locking. "You think I'm going to let you near my sister? Do you have a death wish?" I asked. He gulped unconsciously before composing himself as much as he could.

"I just want to see your sister, why are you pissed off at me? I don't even know you!" He said quickly, glaring at me.

Before I could stop myself, my fist came in contact with his face. Blood poured out of his nose. His hand automatically went to cover his nose.

"What the hell was that for, asshole?" He asked seething. "You broke my nose, prick!" He added.

"Good! Now I'm only going to tell you this once, so listen carefully." I started. Wanting badly to punch him again. "Stay away from my sister! And if I ever see you around here again, well lets just say you will have more than a broken nose next time." I said, getting in his face.

"Is that a threat?" Jason asked. I smiled at how scared he sounded.

"No, its a promise." I sneered at him. He flinched a little. Punk!

He nodded, practically running back to his car. I slammed the door shut, and cringed knowing to hear from Margret about that.

"What the heck is going on in here." Margret yelled at me.

"Sorry." I said before walking over to the kitchen table and sitting down.

"Ricky, who was that?" Amy asked as she held Ricky Jr. close to her nervously.

"Nobody." I snapped, my anger still present. Amy frowned.

"I'm sorry for snapping at you. Why don't we go for a walk." I suggested, I really wanted to talk to her.

"Um..." Amy started nervously, looking down at our son. "okay." She finally answered.

"Margret, do you think you could watch him for us?" I asked quietly. "Just for a couple minutes." I added quickly.

"Sure, I love spending time with my grandson." She replied as Amy handed her our son.

"Thanks." I said sincerely.

I walked towards the door and turned around when I noticed Amy wasn't following. She looked at me hesitantly before finally following me out of the house.

"What's going on, Ricky?" Amy asked quietly, once we started walking away from the house.

"The person at the door was my sisters 'boyfriend', Jason." I said slowly, while watching a car pass us by.

"Okay." She said unsure. "Why were you yelling at him?" She asked curiously.

"Because he's abusive." I answered, trying to keep my demeanor calm. Her eyes widened in shock, her mouth forming an 'O' shape.

"Is your sister still with him?" She asked. I didn't have to answer because she saw the answer on my face.

"Why?" She asked, shock evident in her voice.

"She's afraid he will kill her if she leaves him." I answered numbly.

"Oh my god! That's horrible!" She replied, her head shaking in disbelief.

"Yeah, I found that out last night. I don't know what to do." I said feeling overwhelmed. Amy gave me a small, sad smile. She walked over towards me and pulled me in a tight embrace. The smell of her hair engulfed me. She had used her vanilla shampoo, the one that drove me absolutely crazy. My stomach slowly stopped churning as I took a couple of deep breaths.

"Is there anything I can do?" She whispered in my ear. I thought about for a second before answering.

"Don't leave." I whispered back. She nodded her head against me, sniffling.

We stayed embraced for a couple of minutes before walking back to the house, hand in hand. She stayed over until she had to leave for dinner. I said goodbye to her and our son, before telling Margret everything. She wanted to call the police but I persuaded her out of it. I didn't want to risk Jason finding out and killing my sister.

Sophie didn't come over at all that day and I had a hard time getting to sleep because of that. I couldn't help but think of bad scenario's involving my sister and a body bag.

I woke up the next morning, only getting about three hours total of sleep. I jumped into a shower before picking up Amy and Ricky Jr.

We dropped off our son at the church nursery before heading to school. I opened my locker with a sigh, my thoughts were all over the place today. I was still worrying about my sister.

Someone tapped on my shoulder as I reached in to grab my books, making me jump. My head snapped around, and I frowned at the person before me.

"What do you want?" I asked rudely, not in the mood for her shit today. She smiled widely in response.

"Come on, Ricky. Don't tell me you haven't missed me." She replied putting her arm on my shoulder. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying my best not to yell.

"Adrian, get the hell away for me. Didn't I tell you it was over between us?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yes, but I know you, Ricky. You are going to need sex sooner or later." She said, trying to sound seductive. I groaned frustrated.

"Adrian, everything isn't about sex." I replied semi-calmly before slamming my locker shut. She nodded her head.

"Yes, it is. Especially for you." She said, folding her arms across her chest. I snapped my eyes shut, trying my hardest not to go off on her.

"I love, Amy." I said through clenched teeth. She snorted.

"You don't love anyone, Ricky." She replied smugly.

"I love, Amy and my son. You are just jealous because I don't and will never ever love you." I said cruelly. I know I was being an ass but it was the only way to get the message through to her. And it worked.

"Your such an asshole, Ricky." She spat before turning on her heel, walking away briskly. I shook my head before going to Amy's locker.

"Hey." She said, smiling widely at me.

"Hey, you ready for class?" I asked before placing giving her a quick kiss. Her smile widened.

"Yeah, lets go." She replied happily. After I walked Amy to her homeroom I walked to mine.

It was now ten and I couldn't wait to get to lunch, I didn't eat breakfast earlier because I had been running late. I listened to my math teacher drone on about the homework she had prepared for us, as someone knocked on the classroom door. The teacher stopped talking, finally, and opened the door for the visitor. The teacher turned towards the class and looked around, her eyes landing on mine.

"Mr. Underwood, you are needed at the front office." She said calmly.

I gathered my books, confused. Before walking down the hall, making my way to the office. I opened the door nervously, walking in hesitantly. The principle was standing behind the secraterys desk, talking on the phone, and Margret was standing in front of the desk talking to the secretary. The door slammed shut behind me and they turned to look at me.

Margret walked up to me before pulling me into a tight embrace.

"I'm so sorry, Ricky." She whispered into my ear.


Okay, first off, I'm soooooo sorry it took so long for an update. I feel totally horrible! I hope you guys didn't forget about this story. I was re-reading this earlier and couldn't see why I had so many readers, there's really nothing special about it. But, as long as you guys are willing to read I will keep updating. I promise the next chapter will be up in the next couple of days. I really do feel horrible about neglecting this story for so long. Forgive me?? R&R!