The Strange Boy (completed)

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Part forty-five
Ashlyn's POV
2 months later
I woke up, and felt like I was going to be sick. I hadn't seen Ricky in two months, and I can honestly say I was dying to be in his embrace.
I ran into the bathroom, and threw up like I did almost every morning. I hated throwing up now. I would cry while throwing up. It actually started hurting me more than anything.
I hadn't told anyone about the pain from the vomiting. Out of all people Ricky didn't even know. If I told him he'd freak out, and that is the last fucking thing he needs.
I was done, and was still crying. I couldn't stop this time. I got out of the bathroom, and walked to the kitchen. I made myself something to eat, and some coffee.
I ate my breakfast, and sat at the table drinking my coffee in silence. I was still crying, because I had a pain in my lower abdomen. It hurt like hell. I couldn't keep back the tears.
My crying in silence was broken by my phone ringing. 'Wait out the days' was playing, and I froze. It was Ricky.
"H-Hello?" I answered shaky.
Smooth move Ash, not trying to make Ricky worry about you.
"Babe, are you okay?" He instantly said concerned.
"Yeah I-I'm fine." I answered with a worried laugh of getting caught.
"No you're not. Ash you're crying. What the hell happened? Tell me now." He demanded.
"The morning sickness is getting worse." I broke down in tears at this point. "I feel sharp pains in my lower abdomen when I throw up now. It's unbearable now. I'm starting to cry while throwing up now. I've never done that. Only with this. I don't know what's happening, and I'm really scared Ricky." I cried into the phone.
"Have you told anyone?" He asked concerned.
"N-No." I said into the phone.
"Babe do you want me to come home? We can make that happen. We've had a back up set up already. I can come home if you need me too." He said sincerely.
"No no no. You don't have to do that. I'll be fine. You don't have to come home from tour, your almost done. You don't need to do that" I said.
"Are you sure?" He asked again.
"Y-Yeah." I whispered into the phone.
"Babe you know I hate to say this, but I have to go. I'll call you when I'm done with everything, and promise me that you'll get some rest, and to go see a doctor or something. Just to check to see if everything is okay." He said worried.
"Alright. I'll talk to you later. Bye I love you."
"I love you too." He said as I hung up.
I went back to bed, and watched some movies on Netflix. I fell asleep a few hours later, and was woken up by the front door opening.
I quietly, but quickly got out of bed. I grabbed my phone just in case, and stepped out of the room.
"Ashlyn you home babe?" Ricky's voice rang in my ears.
I relaxed a little, and walked out tucking my hair behind my ears. He sees me, and jogs to me. He wraps his arms around me, and I cry into his shoulder.
He pats my back, and kisses my head. My breathing starts to stutter, and he says "It's okay. It's okay. I'm home now. You're gonna be okay."
He pulls back, and looks into my eyes. I know my eyes are red, and puffy because of how much I've been crying. He kissed my forehead, and took my hand.
He took me back to bed, and laid down next to me. He lays on his back, and I lay on my side, with my face in his chest.
"Ricky I'm scared." I whispered.
"I know you are. It's okay babe." He said back playing with my hair.
"What if I lost the baby." I said breaking down again.
He sat up, and sat me up too. He had his hands on my shoulders, and looked me in the eye.
"Don't you say that. Don't you ever say that again. You didn't lose the baby. We're not losing our baby. Don't even think like that." He said sternly.
I pulled my knees up to my chin, and rested my forehead on my knees. I was still crying, and Ricky pulled me close to him.
"Babe look at me."
I kept my head down.
"Babe look at me please."
I looked up.
"We'll go see a doctor tomorrow. I know I was being a dick earlier, but I'm worried too. I'm scared. I hate seeing you like this. It hurts me." He paused. "I don't like you thinking like that. I hated it most when you said you thought you lost the baby. I don't want to think about that. I would be broken from seeing you like that, and about losing our baby." He finished, while sliding his hand onto my stomach.
I smiled, and flinched a little from the pain, but then I felt something. I felt the baby kick. I looked down, and I know Ricky felt it too. He looked up at me smiling, and slid his other hand around my waist.
He kissed me, and I laid back down, with him still attached to my lips. He lifted my shirt, and kissed my stomach. I smiled, and put my hands in his hair.
"The baby is still here, but that doesn't mean we're not going to see a doctor tomorrow morning." He said.
"Mkay." I said to his order.
He scooted up, and laid down next to me again. He wrapped his arms around me, and I fell asleep almost instantly. He kissed my head, and said "I missed you so much."