Ricky Underwood never thought he would see the day where he would get his heart broken. Sorry, that's an understatement; his heart was crushed, stomped on and completely shattered.
He was the badass drummer, he was the one breaking hearts and he was the one who would never thought he would love anyone. That was until he met Adrian Lee.
Sure, he didn't mind being friends with benefits at first and it was just casual, nothing serious at all. Who knew that he loved her all this time? He couldn't even completely understand it himself. Then his world was completely flipped upside down when he slept with Amy Juerguns.
He got a nice girl pregnant on her first time at band camp. He hated himself for it of course but nothing felt more different then being hated by everyone and then loved by one girl.
That girl happened to be Adrian.
Of course he never saw her as girlfriend material and he never saw himself as boyfriend material, but when everyone's mad at you that you impregnated a smart, beautiful young teenage girl, you could use a friend in that sort of situation. Who knew today he would be in a committed relationship with her?
Well, at least was in a committed relationship. He was quite serious with her until she cheated on him with the stupid sausage prince. That scrawny, selfish, clingy, and overly protective not to mention rich... Ben Boykewich.
That previous night, Amy and Ricky had their first kiss since that one night at Band Camp. Of course it was because Amy thought she was a bad kisser and Ricky thought he would be a good friend and show her that she definitely wasn't. He never thought that it would lead to Adrian thinking that he was sleeping with Amy which lead her to sleep with Ben.
All this was playing through Ricky's mind as he sat up against the wall at school. He let a few salty warm tears fall down his cheeks but quickly wiped them away, just in case anyone happened to walk by. He knew he couldn't stay here all night and definitely couldn't face the whole school. He was angry and embarrassed, but he couldn't be betrayed. No. He couldn't be. He was a hypocrite because he has cheated before. Though he felt a smidgen of betrayal.
He slowly stood up and made his way to the parking lot. He jumped into his car and drove his way to the one place where he wouldn't be bugged or even questioned what was wrong. He drove down the highway to the familiar place he called:
Band Camp.
Even after everything that has happened there; it still seemed like the place to go to clear his head.
He didn't know why.
After a few hours of driving, he drove up the rocky road to the cabins. He slowly made it to his very familiar cabin he once stayed when he was suddenly overwhelmed with memories.
She was beautiful sitting there, playing her French horn.
His lips against her soft ones, tasting the faint, lingering taste of cherry chap stick.
Her melody she played on stage that night...
The moment he entered her body.
Walking out after he was done, totally disregarding the girl on the couch.
Hearing the first time she messed up when she played for him.
The tiny blush that stained her cheeks whenever he touched her.
He parked and hopped out of his car and made his way to that oh-so familiar cabin. He picked the lock like it was clock work and again was flooded with the memories of doing the exact same thing with Amy on that one summer night.
He walked inside to find it dusty and dark. He walked over to the curtains and let them ride up to let the light shine in. The dust particles were clearly visible and he couldn't hold back the cough. His eyes lingered around and noticed the couch him and Amy conceived John in. He slowly jogged over and sat on it, remembering Amy laughing and everything she told him about her life. He remember it like it was yesterday because he surely remembered every sentence whether it was about her sister or mom to the time she peed her pants in the first grade.
He smirked to himself. He remembered the way Amy bit her lip and ran her fingers through her hair when she was nervous as he took his clothes off, and the way she laughed when he banged his head on the couch. He couldn't help but stifle a laugh at his horrendous jokes he tried to tell her that night.
Remembering that night made him miss Amy and John. He knew he could no longer stay here. He just needed a hug and some ones shoulder to lean on.
He arose from the couch and drove home knowing he was driving to Amy's house...
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He pulled up a few hours later and seen that their was few lights on in the house so he knew he wasn't too late. It was only 8:20 anyways. He knocked on the door and was greeted by Ashley.
"Hey," she obviously knew what happened between him and Adrian because she looked sympathetic and Ricky couldn't help but notice that.
"Hey Ash, is Amy here?" He looked around the living room and then heard John's cries coming from upstairs.
"Yeah, but she's in the shower. Go see John." Ricky nodded and began to walk up the stair when Ashley called his name.
"Ricky! I'm sorry it happened.." Her eyes looked apologetic and he smiled and continued up the stairs.
He walked into John's room and John's eyes instantly lit up seeing Ricky walk into the room. He took him out of his crib and kissed him on the top of the head. John smiled and giggled a little bit. He sat down with John and smiled when John started to slowly drift back into sleep. Ricky felt his eyes water up and a tear slowly fell down his cheek. He didn't bother wiping it away.
It actually felt kinda...freeing? Though it was hurting his manly pride. Yet he couldn't find it in him to care.
He let it run down his cheek while he stared up at the ceiling listening to the light breathing of John.
In the middle of thinking about whether or not he should call in sick tomorrow, Amy walked into the room wearing shorts and a yellow t-shirt with her wet hair dripping down her shoulders. He just looked at her and he could tell she wasn't hurting as bad as he was, probably because she wasn't even into Ben anymore but she still felt hurt.
She frowned and walked over to Ricky. She took John out of his arms and put him in his crib and walked back over to the crying man before her. He watched her every move wondering exactly what she was going to do.
Amy couldn't help but feel bad for Ricky. She really did care about him whether or not she showed it. She knew it was hard for him to love (not to John though, he was a great father) and it wasn't easy for him.
She pulled her computer desk chair over to his chair beside John's crib and sat in front of him. She bent over till her face was inches away from his and she lightly pressed her lips to his cheek. He looked up and her and she couldn't help but notice his eyes were glistening with unshed tears. She began to feel the tears forming in her eyes but not because of Ben , but because she hated seeing Ricky cry. She hated seeing one of the strongest people she knows...cry. He was so strong and for him to let his guard down like this it was obviously hard. She got up and sat on the edge of his chair and pulled him into a tight hug. His head was leaning on her shoulder while her head was resting on the top of his head.
She felt his tears staining her shirt but she didn't care.
Ricky felt the comfort coming off of Amy. He felt cared about when Amy was doing this. He just let the tears run down his cheeks promising himself he would never shed another tear about this again after tonight. He slowly started calming down but him and Amy stayed in that position for hours.
Finally Amy got up and took her hand in his and brought him to the bed. She laid him down and put a blanket over him. She turned around with the intention of sleeping on the couch when Ricky didn't let go of her hand; she got the idea that he wanted him to stay. She smirked and hesitantly crawled into bed with him.
Her parents didn't really need to know but she figured they would understand. They knew about Ben and Adrian and exactly how much this would hurt him and Amy; they trusted she wouldn't make the same mistake again.
She crawled under the blankets with Ricky and he felt her lay against his back.
He smiled and felt the comfort he finally needed tonight. He slowly drifted off into sleep to the sounds of Amy and John's breathing.
Without Adrian in the picture (even though he still missed her) he knew now this was all he ever needed...
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