Burned at Both Ends // Sequel

T W E N T Y E I G H T

It's been a week since Jessica and Ricky lost their unborn... And I don't want to sound.. What's the word... Self centered... Or uncaring or non thoughtful... But all I want to know is if Ricky is up for still marrying me.

Our wedding is suppose to be in four days and I just want to know if he wants to hold off until he's mentally and physically ready.

Because right now he's a mess. He has a beard starting to grow, bags under his eyes, his hair is messy and he hasn't showered for days.

I don't blame him. But I just need to know.

I walk downstairs to find the guys and Sam walking around, playing video games and eating.

"What's up guys?" I ask grinning.

"Not much, sup with you?" Ryan says jumping on the couch whilst staring hard at the TV screen.

"Ah just thinking about shit," I reply.

"Oh like what?" Sammy asks coming up to me.

"Just stuff about the wedding, I'm over stressing and I don't think Ricky is ready to get married yet, not until he's better," I explain.

"That makes sense but you should talk to him about it and if you do get married I'm your bridesmaid," Sam demands putting her arm around my shoulder.

I giggled and nod my head.

"You were always gonna be my bridesmaid," I laugh.

"Oh shit! We still need to throw Ricky a bachelorette party!" Balz suddenly jumps in the conversation.

"Oh shit we do!" The guys say in unison.

"How about you guys go to the club let Ricky loosen up for a bit tonight, that is if he still wants to get married," I suggest.

"Sure!"

I walk upstairs to Ricky's room. I gently knock on the door and enter the room. Ricky's on the phone.

I quietly sit on his bed as he talks. After five minutes he hangs up. He throws his phone aside and let's out a big sigh, wiping his eyes.

"What's up babe?" Ricky yawns.

I take a deep breath, I wonder what he'll say...

I take his hands into mine and look at him.

"I uh.. I just-" Before I could finish Ricky cuts me off.

"Oh no... Y-you're breaking up with me! Oh god I should've been a better boyfriend, a better fiancé, I'm so sorry I couldn't be all you that deserve.." Ricky mumbles as a few tears fall from his face.

I take my hands and cup his face, wiping the tears away.

"No no no, nothing like that, baby no," I coo. "I just wanted to ask you if you were still up for marrying me in four days, I mean you seem really upset about your loss and I don't want you to do something when you're not in the right condition of that makes any sense," I ramble.

Ricky looks at me and smiles.

"Of course I still want to marry you, I'd marry you even if I was on my death bed," He grins and kisses me.

"Ok good. Because the guys are throwing you a bachelorette party or they're taking you out," I say.

I stand up and pull him off the bed.

"So go take a nap, shower and get ready for the club!" I cheer and kiss him before leaving his room.

I bump into Sam and she grins widely.

"Why so happy?" I grin back.

"I am taking you out," She says excitedly.

"Out where?" I ask.

"You'll see, get ready, wear all black and tell me when you're ready,"

I look at her curiously but just nod and go to get ready.

I wonder what she has planned.