Ramy Oneshots

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Amy POV
Song-last kiss~ Taylor swift secretlife_ramy_15 she knows y

This is it this they day he leaves me forever. "Do you have to leave?" I ask crying and grabbing his arm. "Yes, I'm so so sorry. But you know how it is, I go wherever the next foster home is." Ricky says packing his bags. "I'll come back as soon as I can I promise." He says closing his bags. "Don't go." I say hugging him. "I have too. I have too." He says hugging me tightly and kissing the top of my head. "Ames I love you." Ricky says pulling back and looking into my eyes. "And I love you too, but how are suppose to stay together." I say crying. "We'll manage, I promise. And even if we do separate you know we'll find each other cause, we always do." He says giving me a sweater. "Here so you have something to remind me." I grab it and it smells just like him. "Look, you better go. I don't wanna leave you here by yourself crying. Go home Amy." He says hugging me one last time.

I walk all the way home crying. "Amy he's a high school boy, just get over it." Ashley says. I throw his sweater on my bed. I pull out a box where I put all our photos and memories. He forgot his dog tag with a picture of us. He needs this, I need him to have it.

I run as fast as my legs can go. It's pouring rain, and thundering. "Ricky! Ricky wait!" I yell as he's about to get into his car. "You need to have this." I say handing it to him. He puts it on and smiles at me. I jump onto him and we kiss. This kiss is a sad goodbye. The rain hits us as we kiss. So here we stand soaked kissing in the rain. "Amy I love you." He says. I give him one last hug, before he gets in his car. He looks at me and I see the tears in his eyes. He drives off and I start crying so hard, I'm gasping for air.

I get home soaked, and my parents don't even bother asking where I was. "Oh hey, what's wrong?" My older brother Robbie asks walking in. "He's gone!" I sob clinging on to him. "Oh it's ok Amy, it'll be alright." Robbie says hugging me. He's about to leave my room. "Can you stay with me, please?" I ask. He nods and sits on my couch in my room.

My parents take Ashley to a ballet recital so, me and Robbie are watching a movie. "Jeez it's really raining." Robbie says looking out the window. I nod and continue watching the movie.

There's a knock on the door and Robbie answers it. "Uh, Amy can you come here for a sec?" Robbie asks. I walk over and I'm facing 2 cops. "Ms.Juergens we are sad to announce Ricky has been in a very serious car crash." I feel my body go numb and I cling onto Robbie. They hand him a box and we walk back to my room.

It's a box filled with one of Ricky's shirts, his cologne, and pictures of us. I sob as I see it. "I need to see him" I say lowly. "Ok I'll take you." Robbie says standing up. I put the box under my bed and follow Robbie to the car.

I get to the hospital, and they lead me to a room. Inside is Ricky all bruised and scratched, he has machines hooked up to him and I feel like crying. "Oh Ricky." I say hugging him. I sit beside him a just hold his hand and cry. Robbie sits there with me.

Robbie goes to the cafeteria and I step out cause, they need to do some tests. Outside I see his foster parents. "You guys are the reason this happened!" I yell running over to Nora and Bob. "Why are you here you didn't even care about him! You used to beat him every night!" I yell. "It was discipline." Bob yells. Without thinking I run over and start throwing my fists at him. "You son of a bitch!" I yell repeatedly hitting him. Robbie comes out and pulls me off him. "It's okay it's okay Amy.'' He says as I let go of my body weight. He slides against the wall and cradles me while sitting on the floor. I've been here for a day, put now I gotta go home. I give Ricky a kiss and leave with Robbie.

I get home and get ready for school since it's the morning. I throw on Ricky's sweater and I inhale his scent. I wait for my parents to drive me, in the kitchen. I haven't been talking, if I don't talk I won't feel anymore pain. "Look it's the zombie." Ashley says laughing and sitting down beside me. "Hehe good one." My dad says fist bumping her. I just throw on the hood and sit at the table quietly.