Hot Topic Boy (Ricky Horror) COMPLETED

We're Done

Brynn's Pov

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"I can't do this" Ricky said softly before walking off.

I followed him even though it hurt me so much to move but I was somehow moving fairly quick. I'm definitely gonna regret this.

"Ma'am! You have stitches!" The doctor said. I ignored her and continued to followed him.

I found Ricky sitting on the hood of his car, smoking a cigarette. His eyes were welled up with tears.

"What are you doing out here?" He asked softly, his voice was raspy.

"You just walked out, why?" I asked quietly.

"I couldn't look at her, she looks just like me, I can't look at the baby that I made that just died because she looks like me, how selfish is that?" He asked.

"I don't know if it's selfish or not" I said.

"I don't know what to do anymore, I can't plan my daughter's funeral, I can't do this" he said as he stomped out his cigarette.

"Richard, you're acting like it's only hard on you, I carried her for five months, she's my daughter too, it hurts me too" I told him.

"I was really looking forward to being a real father Brynn! I wanted my own child to love and care for! I wanted a child that came from me!" He said.

"Are you saying that you don't think of Jason as your own?" I asked. My body was numb from the pain meds and the cold October winds of Scranton, Pennsylvania.

"I do! But maybe I wanted to have a child that came from my seed!" He said.

"I'm not dealing with this right now, I'm going home" he said.

"If you leave, you can consider us no longer together" I said.

"Fine! I'll fucking stay! I'm fucking tired! And you're being a fucking bitch!" He growled.

"Take your fucking ring back! We're done" I said, throwing the engagement ring that Ricky gave me at him. I then flipped him the bird and walked back to the hospital doors.