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Adrian's POV

There was a knock at the door. I went to go answer it. Standing there in the doorway was Ricky, appearing overwhelmed and devastated.

"Adrian." Ricky said abruptly, contemplating what to say for a second. He hesitated before speaking."Can I come in?"

"Yeah, sure." I replied casually, opening the door wider for him to come in. I knew what he wanted.

"Is everything okay?"

"No. Adrian,"He started hesitating again, with a worried look on his face,"Did you turn on the news this morning?" It was only 5 in the morning, of course i didn't.

"No, I haven't. Why? Ricky, what's wrong?" I started worrying. Why would Ricky be here at six in the morning if it wasn't something serious?

"Marshall Bowman was hit by a drunk driver sometime last night,"He paused before speaking aloud again,"and he's.. dead."

"WHAT?" I asked, horrified."Oh my god."

"I know, it's terrible, Adrian." I didn't know what to say. I couldn't believe Grace's dad was dead. She couldn't be taking this very well.

He began heading for the door. "I'm going to go over to Grace's house to see how she's doing." Normally I would have gotten mad, but I could see in Ricky's face that he was truely worried about her.

"Ricky, wait." I stopped him. He turned around.

"..Can I come with you?" That wasn't what I was going to say. I wanted him to stay here. I didn't want him to leave, so I just asked him the next random thing that I could think of.

"Yeah. Let's go." He grabbed me around the waist and started pulling me out the door.

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Grace's mom opened the door. "Ricky. Adrian. What are you doing here?"

"I'm so sorry." Ricky said. "Uhh, is Grace awake? Can I see her?"

"I don't know, but she's in her room. You're welcome to go see her." She opened the door for us to come in.

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"Grace?" I asked. She was on her bed, crying her eyes out.

"What? What are you.. what- what are yall doing here? It's like five in the morning."

"We wanted to see how you were doing.." I said.

"Thank you for coming over here. It means a lot to me, but I just don't feel like talking to anyone now. If you don't mind, could you come back later? Please leave."

"Okay.. see you later then." Ricky said. Grace stood up and Ricky hugged her, and she cried harder. "I'm so sorry, Grace. I feel terrible."

Grace pulled away from him. "So do I. Thank you guys for coming over here.. I'm sorry that i'm being rude. I'm just really not in the mood to see anyone right now."

"We understand, Grace." I said.

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Ricky and I left, and he took me back to my house. "Adrian,I need to go to Amy's house..to see John. I'll see you later." I didn't want him to leave. I wanted him to stay, but I know he wanted to

over there. He's being a good dad. He should be there for his son. "Okay.. bye."

Amy's POV

Someone was at the door. I couldn't imagine who it could be. I hesitated before answering the door. I hope it wasn't Ben. I didn't really want to see him. He was probably coming over to

apologize for earlier when he came over here and was supposedly saying goodnight to me and John. But, I think he was just checking to make sure nothing was going on with me

and Ricky, which is crazy that he would think that. Sometimes he just gets on my nerves, but I have to love him.

I opened the door, and to my surprise it wasn't Ben, it was Ricky.

"Ricky?" I asked.

"Hey, Amy. Sorry, I know it's really early to be back here again, but I wanted to see John, and also, I wanted to tell you something". After that sentence, he got a worried look on his face.

"Oh, okay." I waited for him to speak again."Oh, umm, come in." I said.

Ricky came inside and he shut the door. "Uh, what I wanted to tell you was.. Marshall Bowman, Grace's dad, was hit by a drunk driver last night.. and he's dead."

"What?!" I asked, shocked. He was dead?! That is horrible. So horrible that I don't know what to say or even what to think. "Oh my god.."

"I know. After I left last night, the news came on and.." He didn't finish his sentence. "So me and Adrian went over there to see Grace, and.."

"How was she?" I asked.

"She wasn't taking it very well. She wasn't feeling good, so we left. But I just hope that she'll be okay."

"Yeah, me too..." I said. I didn't know what else to say, so I just brought up the subject about John, since that's why he was here in the first place. "So you wanted to, uhmm, see John?" I started

walking towards my room, and Ricky followed me. "Yeah.."

"He's asleep. He woke up sometime after you left, crying. I think he was just hungry but.. umm." I smiled and chuckled when we got to my room and saw John. He looked so cute sleeping in his

bassinet. Ricky smiled and walked over to John. I smiled again at Ricky and John as I sat back down on the bed and watched them. Ricky, holding John, walked towards the bed and hesitated

before he sat down beside me, with John. I looked at the clock. It was 7:30. I couldn't believe how quickly the time had passed. It seemed only minutes that Ricky had been here. I guess I just

track of time. Ricky looked as if he was about to say something, but we were both startled as the door propped open and Ben was standing there. "Amy, your mother let me in. I just wanted to

come see you and John and umm..." He glanced over at Ricky sitting beside me and stopped talking.

"And what?" I was getting mad at him. I didn't understand why he was so jealous of Ricky. I mean, why was he looked at him like that? It gets on my nerves when he does that. "You were just

here last night, Ben. WHat? Do you have to come here twice a day, in the morning and night to check on John and me? We're fine, Ben."

I stood up and walked towards him and I guess he took that the wrong way, because he kissed me like that was why I was coming over there. "I love you, Amy, that's why I wanted to check

on you again."

"Yes, Ben, I know. But, I don't need you to come over here so often."

"Amy, Ricky, Ben, do you want breakfast?" My mother called to us from the kitchen. We just stood there and looked at each other for a second and Ricky also got up from the bed. Ricky

went over to pick up John again while me and Ben headed toward the kitchen. Ricky came in short after with John. Ben glared at him, and Ricky just shrugged his shoulders. I looked at Ricky

and then furiously looked back at Ben. "Oh I see how it is." Ben said. "Okay well I guess that I should be going."

"Oh, Ben, you don't have to. Aren't you hungry?" My mom asked him.

"No thank you, I've been up for a while and already eaten. But thank you though, Mrs. Juergens. I'll see you later, Amy." He leaned over and kissed me. I kissed him back, not wanting him to

be angry with me. But he pulled away quickly. He looked mad.

"What's wrong Ben?" I asked.

"Nothing, I can just see that i'm not wanted-or needed here. Since Ricky is the father, not me, I shouldn't be coming around so often I guess. That's my fault, Amy. Im sorry."

"Ben.." I didn't want him to be mad at me. Even though I was annoyed at him, it still hurt me to know that he was hurting because of me.

"Bye. I love you, Amy." He shut the door and he was gone.

"Mom, what gives you permission to let him in? What if I didn't want to see him?"

"Amy, be nice. Ben just wanted to see how you were doing."

"Well he doesn't have to check on me so often. It gets really annoying." I told her. I was upset at Ben, and I wish he wouldn't have came. He shouldn't get jealous just because Ricky's here. It's

just ridiculous. I don't think I can take it anymore.