Déjà vu

By: Amon Kashino

Chapter I

This was familiar, extremely familiar...

She stood in the doorway to the bathroom, her feet refused to cross the threshold. She didn't want to step in, she didn't want to know.

There was no way she would ever be able to face her family, after everything that had happened over the last year she thought she would have known better. Apparently she hadn't though, because here she was looking at the sink where a small white stick sat waiting for her.

With a shaky step she finally was in the bathroom and slowly closed in on the sink, her heart was pounding like a jackhammer and her palms were clammy. Swallowing the lump in her throat she reached out and grabbed it slowly bringing it eye level.

The tears that entered her eyes went unnoticed by her as she saw the word Pregnant on the little read out section 'fuck...'

This was the only word she could think to describe the situation, because even though she knew who the father was, she also knew she was never supposed to be with him like that. It was wrong in so many ways 'not that it felt wrong at the time...' she thought.

Shoving the stick into her pocket she went to her room and grabbed her cellphone and dialed his number as she walked down the stairs.

"Uh hey..." came his voice.

She sighed it had been awhile since they talked, they had been avoiding each other but she knew this had to happen "Ricky where are you?"

"I'm at my apartment... why are you suddenly calling me?"

"We need to talk" she said while walking out of her house.

There was a long pause before she heard him clear his throat "it's been almost three weeks, what do we need to talk about? You didn't want to talk to me the morning after."

She growled softly "I don't care I want to talk now!"

"Fine, but hurry up I have stuff to do today" he said before hanging up.

She just shook her head hanging up also 'I can tell this is going to go over real well.'

~Ricky's Apartment~

As he put the phone down slim feminine arms wrapped around him from behind, he was sitting on the edge of his bed as he looked back "Adrian you need to go."

The naked girl pulled back "what? Why?"

"Because I have things to do" he said standing up looking for his clothes.

Adrian frowned "who was that on the phone?"

Ricky didn't respond as he pulled on his jeans, making the girl in his bed even more frustrated "it was Amy wasn't it? Are you sleeping with her? Does Ben know?"

Ricky pinched the bridge of his nose "Adrian not right now" he looked at her "put your clothes on and leave, we'll talk later, I'll call you I promise."

Adrian started dressing but that didn't stop her from cussing at him in Spanish, when she grabbed her purse she walked to his bedroom door "this isn't over, if I find out you're cheating on me with Amy..."

"Yeah, yeah" was his only reply as he reached for his shirt ignoring the girl as she walked out of his room to the front door.

Ricky walked to his kitchen and began to make a pot of coffee, sighing to himself as he sat at the table 'why do I feel that this is gonna be really, really long day?'

He was on his second cup when he heard a knock on his door "it's open" he called out.

The door opened and he saw the a very angry teenage girl looking at him, before anything else was said she pulled a small white stick from her pocket and walked up to him slamming it on the table.

Ricky felt time slow down to a crawl.

He could see the word on the stick.

Pregnant.

His heart began to pound as the words repeated in his head 'pregnant... Pregnant... PREGNANT!'

He looked back up at her "Ashley..."