To Keep From Getting Burned (Sitkolson Sequel)

6| Clear Cut.

(A/N: Ricky is love, Ricky is Life, I should be Ricky's wife.... BOOM! Dr. Seuss ain't got nothing on me!)

Music: Bite My Tongue (by You Me At Six)

Cross My Heart (by Mariana's Trench)

*********************POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING***********************

*Ricky's POV*

Eventually my headache and pain went away. I didn't want to get up just yet because Ryan was laying on top of me and i was afraid to wake him. I haven't been with him in what felt like forever and i missed his warmth in the middle of the night. I heard him groan softly and then he rolled over to let me finally move. I had to catch Ryan before he completely rolled off the bed and thudded to the floor.

I managed my way out of my room and into my living room where a half sleeping Chris lay on the plush couch. He looked to be in a deep sleep but i could tell that if i made too loud of a sound, he's wake up instantly. I didn't want to wake him up because he's not exactly a morning person. I noticed that in his lap he held a rather large piece of paper. I couldn't see what it was, but it was quite suspicious. I tried to pluck it out of his tight grasp, but unfortunately i woke him up in the process. "What is this?" I tried reading the papers before he snatched it out of my hands. What could be so bad that he's trying to hide from me?

"Nothing." He pulled it away from me and sat on it so i couldn't get it. Wow, real mature. Climbing on top of him, i wriggled around until i found the piece of paper below him. Doing my best not to rip it, i yanked it out from underneath his huge ass.

"It said my name on it! It's mine!" We play fought until i got a hold of the paper. Sighing and running away from him, i opened the letter to read it. I froze up in shock and fear once i realized what it was. It was a court summons from Caroline. What the hell does she want now? This baby might now even me mine... it most likely isn't mine! So much trouble has come from this one whore who decided that she wants attention from me now.

The only plan i had now was to hide myself away. But i can't really trust myself to be alone.

*Ryan's POV*

As soon as i woke up and walked out of Ricky's room, i was nearly knocked over by a short man running into the bathroom, who i could only assume was Ricky. "What's wrong with him?" I asked nervously, scratching the back of my head and awning. Most of the hangover was gone and i felt mostly fine, which was a good thing.

"Caroline." Was all that Chris had to say to inform me. I still wasn't quite over Ricky and this chick, but i know Ricky is going through a tough time and i hate to see him in pain. I just wish he has told me about this before, not like it would really change my impression of him. But i'm not really sure i can handle a kid having to come over on the weekends along with that attention whore of a woman, calling Ricky 'daddy' and her 'mommy'. It's not like i don't like kids, i absolutely love them! But not when they're my future husbands and some girl i don't even know.

I decided to leave Ricky alone for a while because i know he needs to figure this out by himself and he wouldn't appreciate my input on the situation. Chris and I sat there in silence for a few moments until i heard a thud, something spilling, and what i thought was a sob. Oh Shit. I knew i shouldn't have left Ricky alone. I knew he could be unstable at times, i just didn't want to believe it.

Both Chris and i raced to the bathroom door. Of course it was locked but i ordered Chris to grab the key ring holding all the spare keys to his apartment. Chris fumbled with the extra keys as i started to panic. I could have sworn i heard another sob and then a gurgle sound. "Hurry!" I urged. Chris finally found the right key and unlocked the door.

I nearly broke down in tears with the sight that i saw. On the ground lay Ricky haphazardly. In his hand were two items that nearly ripped my heart straight out of my chest ; A broken razor intended for shaving, and an empty bottle that once contained an abundance of pills that i knew he had stopped taking. I told him to stop taking them, but he said he needed the numb feeling that devoured his body once he swallowed them down into his always empty stomach. His pants were torn off and thrown on the floor, leaving him only in his boxers. His thighs and wrists were adorned with fresh cuts from the razor still clasped in his hand. The blood stained the bathroom tiles and i felt like i was going to be sick.

"This is all my fault." I cried convulsively. "Call an ambulance!" I directed Chris as i held Ricky's limp body in my arms. He wasn't dead because his chest was still rising and falling shallowly, even if it were only every minute or so. He was still alive and i couldn't live with myself if i let him die for something that i only made worse. His bruised eyes rolled open, and i was expecting to his his normal icy blue eyes, but was met with his unfamiliar transparent irises. Ricky's face was as pale as paper and i knew i was going to lose him any second now.

"Come on, Ricky." I said almost angrily as i shook with trembles and shaky breaths. I applied pressure to as many of the bloody cuts as i could to stop the crimson blood from flowing but to no prevail. I watched as his dead eyes rolled into the back of his head and that only made me more angry. My eyes were probably bloodshot and my cheeks probably covered in tears as i watched the life from my poor boyfriend's body drain away . "Ricky, wake up!" I screamed and shook him violently.

A few minutes later two paramedics were prying me off of my limp boyfriend's body as they strapped him onto a stretcher then quickly rushed him to the hospital.

"It'll be okay, Ryan." Chris tried to Comfort me but it only infuriated me more.

"How can you say that?! He was practically dead in my arms! I almost lost him!" I lunged at Chris, scratching at him and hitting him until my body collapsed to the floor in tears and screams.

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