Daddy Horror (Ricky Horror Fanfic)

Ch.17

As I sat there in the chair beside of the hospital bed where my baby was, I kept thinking over and over how this was my fault.
I'm going to turn myself in and confess I too done this to her.
I should give Ricky a call and tell him to come down here.
Crimson shouldn't be in this hospital alone.
She deserves someone better to be in here with her.
And I'm not a good someone.
I took out my phone and went into contacts.
Scrolling down to find Ricky's contact, I passed Greg's.
That son of a bitch was the one that done this to my baby. And he was oddly proud of what he had done.
I got out of the room, standing outside of it, waiting for Ricky to pick up the phone.
"Ricky!" I said excitedly as he answered.
"Listen, Jessica. I get you're not over me, but I'm over you. Okay. I've already got a new girlfriend and a son on the way. I don't need anymore shit to deal with. I lost my daughter last year, so I'm still trying to recover. I would like if you'd stop calling me." And with that, he hung up.
So, I decided on texting him.

Me: Your daughter is here w/ me. She's in the hospital.
Ricky: What the hell did you do to her?!
Me: It wasn't me, it was Greg. He abused her petty badly.
Ricky: Hospital? Room number? Room floor?
Me: Scranton Medical Center. 203. 4th floor.
Ricky: I'm on my way.

'Glad I got that out of the way' I thought in my head.
I really hope Ricky isn't bringing his new girlfriend.
I walked back into the room where Crimson was and sat on the bed beside of her.
"Oh my precious. I'm sorry this happened to you. This wouldn't have happened if I didn't take you from the tour bus." I said aloud to her like she could hear me. When I knew, she couldn't.
I ran my hand over her head, softly petting it.
Just as I was about to kiss her, I heard two people clear their throats.
It was Ricky and his whore.
I could see her baby bump and it was big.
I'm assuming 7 or 8 months.
I got up off the bed, getting ready to leave when I heard Ricky's voice say," You know this isn't over, Jessica."
I looked at him over my shoulder replying back with," Well this is it. My life is over now. I hope you're happy. You'll never hear from me again." And I left after that.
I hope he knew that what I said was true.
He won't hear from me again. My life is over. And I do hope he's happy.
I know my baby will be happy when she finds out I won't be here anymore.
I hope everyone will be happy.
Everyone will be happy without me here.