I Need To Be Loved (Ricky Horror Fan Fic) [Book #1]

Love Is Love

"Will you be ok here with Cameron for awhile?" Ricky questioned uncertainty, pulling on a t-shirt, which of course was black. Ricky had plans to meet with 'an old friend.' For some reason, the use of the word 'old' made me realize that there was still so much we didn't know about each other and I didn't know how I felt about that. I couldn't even decide what emotion I was feeling. I guess it just made me feel unimportant. It was kind of silly, but it was truly how I felt. 

"Yes, we'll be fine, Ricky," I reassured him, trying to hide my true feelings. If I told Ricky how I actually felt, he would probably think I was being clingy and I couldn't have him leave me. This was just another example of my pessimism. 

"I can really tell her that you need me her," he repeated. It was almost like he didn't want to go. I kind of thought he just didn't want to leave Cameron. We literally hadn't left the house other than to get food since Cameron was born and that had been over three weeks. 

"No, it's really ok, Ricky," I insisted. In a moment or two, I was going to have to push him out the door. He could be so stubborn sometimes. 

"Ok," he said reluctantly, running his fingers through his messy black hair. "I'm going. I love you," he told me, kissing my forehead, "and give Cameron a kiss for me." Cameron was currently napping. Weirdly enough, she was a good sleeper unlike a lot of people had told me about babies. I had been planning on never sleeping again, but she actually slept a full hours most nights and napped in the afternoon. 

"Ok, I will and I love you, too," I replied with a smile. A moment later, he was out the door, leaving me by myself. 

After about twenty minutes of flipping through channels on our TV, I decided to  Jeremy and see if he wanted to come over to keep me company. 

"Hey, Jeremy. You wanna come over? Ricky we t out with a friend," u told her when he answered. Surprisingly, Cameron still hadn't woken up, which would give us sometime to catch up. I had been pretty busy with my daughter, so my best friend had been coming in second. 

"Sure. I'll be over in a few minutes," he responded before hanging up. Our phone conversations were always insanely short like that. I don't think we've ever actually had a full conversation on the phone. 

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door just faint enough for me to hear. "Hey," I greeted after I swung the door open. 

"Hey," he responded as I stepped aside to let him in. He immediately plopped down on the couch. Even though he had only been over a few times he still seemed completely comfortable with making himself at home. "So, who's Ricky out with?" He questioned, grabbing the remote from the seat next to him.

"Someone he went to high school with," I answered. I hadn't really asked too many questions because I trusted him. Even though it was a girl, I had no problem with it because after the texting incident, I knew he was completely trustworthy. 

"And you're not worried that this is an ex-girlfriend or something?" He asked. His words of course sparked my pessimistic thoughts. He really had to learn when to shut his mouth. 

"No, I trust him," I assured him. I sounded more like I was assuring myself because thinking about Ricky cheating on me and losing him made me want to cry. 

"Ok. I'm just surprised you're not freaking out. You practically had a heart attack when he talking to another girl," he responded. He comment just made me more worried of course. I thought he knew me well enough to know not to put these ideas in my head. 

"I guess I just know I don't need to worry anymore. I mean, I look how much we've been through in the last year. Why would he leave now?" I responded. It was crazy to think that next week would mark a year of Ricky and I being together.