Chapter 2 – Lost for Words

Amy's POV

Ricky and I woke up at six this morning to John's crying. I let him go back to sleep, but I stayed up. It was an hour later when I heard a knock on the door. I went downstairs to go see who it was. I was still wearing my robe and my pajamas as it was a Saturday. It was Ben, and he was holding something behind his back.

"Hi, Ben." I said as he kissed me.

"Hey." He said showing me what was behind his back. It was a dozen roses. He handed them to me, and I kissed him on the cheek.

"They're beautiful." I said putting them in a vase.

"You're beautiful." He said smiling. "I saw Ricky's car in the driveway. Um, did he come over this morning?" He asked stepping through the doorway.

"Actually…" I was cut off by Ricky coming through the door holding John. I forgot he was just wearing jeans and his undershirt. Uh oh. Drama.

"Looks like this little fellow missed his mommy." He said as I smiled looking at my son. Ricky stood next to me. We looked at Ben, and I guess he can put two and two together because he looked at us very oddly. I looked away.

"Um, Amy. Can I talk to you alone?" He asked looking at Ricky.

"I get it, Ben." Ricky said smirking and walking into the living room with John.

"Amy, did he spend the night?" Ben asked raising one eye brow.

"Yeah, Ben. I needed help with John." I told him barely looking into his eyes.

"Where did he sleep?" He said capturing my eyes.

"I-In my room, but it's not…" He stopped me.

"That's all I needed to know." He said as he walked out of the house and slammed the door. I ran after him.

"Ben!" I called as he was about to get in his limo. "It's not what you think!" I yelled trying to get him to understand.

"You can forget about Bologna, and this relationship!" He said as he got into his limo and pulled off. I didn't want to cry, but I guess I couldn't help it. I guess I didn't know how much I was crying until I went back in the house, and walked into the living room to where Ricky was.

"Did he hurt you?" He asked worriedly.

"No, I hurt him." I said wiping my tears away.

"How, by letting me stay the night? We didn't do anything, and I slept in the chair." He said as he cradled John.

"We know that, but he doesn't. Ricky, Ben broke up with me." I said starting to cry again. "He actually broke up with me. Because I had baby. Because you're the father of said baby. Because you spent the night to take care of said baby. Because of his jealousy. Because…because……………I'm a bad person." I said laughing and crying at the same time. "Ben broke up with me because I'm a teenage mother, and because I'm a bad person." I said as Ricky put John in his playpen, and wrapped his arms around me into a hug.

"You're not a bad person. You're a very, very good person. I'm a bad person for causing all of this to happen to you. I'm sorry, Amy." He said feeling bad.

"You're not a bad person either, Ricky. And you didn't cause this to happen to me. Two people are needed to have a baby. You didn't cause this, and John is nothing to feel sorry for." I said looking into his dark brown eyes. They were filled with so much love, compassion, care………yet sneaky and untrustworthy too. I know Ricky loves his son, but I can't fall for Ricky. It would be wrong to fall for him, but…

"You're sweet, Amy. Do you know that? I wish I could be more like you sometimes. You have so much care." He said. "Honestly Ames, I do love you." He said as my mouth fell open a little. Did he just say that he loved me. I know he didn't just say he loved me. What am I suppose to do. I smacked him. "What was that for?" He asked stepping back smirking.

"I don't know. I just……Ricky…wow." I said lost for words. "I-I-I…"