Surviving Ricky (A Ricky Horror/ MIW fan fic)

Crossed Out, Wrists Bound

"Ugh, finally home!" I groaned while falling back on mine and Ricky's bed. "I'm tired and I'm hungry."

Ricky came into the room and laughed while putting down our suitcase. "Don't forget pregnant."

"Most likely the causes of those, but yes. That too." I smiled.

"Well, are you down to order a pizza before we crash for the night?" Ricky raised an eyebrow.

"Um, is that even a question? Obviously." I laughed while sitting back up again.

Ricky took out his phone. "Alright, just let me call it in."

In the mean time, I changed into one of Ricky's shirts and a pair of his sweatpants. They weren't to big, but they fit me and my belly just fine.

"Babe, you're going to stretch out my clothes." Ricky said while hanging up from the pizza place.

"Are you calling me fat?" I mocked.

"Um....no?"

"Good answer." I mumbled before quickly touching my belly from a sharp pain.

"Are you okay?" Ricky asked with concern.

"Yeah, it's just discomfort. It comes with pregnancy." I sighed.

"Oh okay." He said before taking off his shirt and putting on sweatpants as well.

Ricky disappeared in the house somewhere, and I made myself comfortable in bed. I turned on the TV and put on some random show to keep me entertained.

When Ricky came back in our room, he groaned.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Chris just texted me. He wants to come over." He said while sitting on the bed. "He finished the album." He smiled.

"Wow that's great!" I smiled up to Ricky.

"Yeah. But I'm so tired I don't want anyone to come over." Ricky groaned.

I laughed. "Then tell them there's a crazy pregnant lady running around naked, who's screaming at everyone."

Ricky chuckled. "No I'll just say you're not feeling well."

"Whatever floats your boat." I said, tuning myself back into the TV show.

There was more pain in my belly once Ricky left again to call Chris, but I tried to ignore it.

It got to the point where I needed to sit up, so I sat up and swung my legs back over the side of the bed.

I went to stand up, and then I felt pressure on my lower area, along with wetness.

Oh fuck.

"Ricky!" I screamed.

I heard heavy footsteps running quickly until Ricky was in the doorway looking very concerned. "What's wrong?" He asked, panicked.

I was in tears. "I think my water just broke!" I yelled. "It's too early! The baby can't be ready to come out!"

Ricky looked down to the puddle between my legs.

"Oh fuck. Come on. We need to get you to the hospital." He said while quickly grabbing a change of clothes and the diaper bag we packed last month.

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"Ricky it hurts." I whined while laying back on my hospital bed.

The doctors assessed me and I was indeed in labour...and I was terrified.

"I'm not ready for this." I cried.

Ricky was over me wiping my tears. "Shh, it's okay baby. You'll be okay."