Unplanned (Student/Teacher Romance) STORY UNDER MAJOR EDITING!

Chapter 33; Too much

I finally make it home at 10. Lauren trained me on EVERYTHING. I learned how to use the register, where everything is, what to clean up with, and a whole long list of other stuff.

I start working tomorrow right after school. I'm excited.

 

"How'd the interview go?" Paige asks the next morning.

One of the guys must of told them.

"I got the job!" I grin.

"Congratulations!" Ali hugs me.

"Looks like things are getting better for you," Paige smiles.

"Except for one thing," I think about Ricky.

"He'll come back. Don't worry," Ali gives me a reassuring smile.

"I hope," I smile.

I head to English class to see Ricky talking to Ezra. I stop outside the door and listen.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Why would you propose to Fiona knowing you love Jo?" Ezra spits.

"Fiona is my only option," Ricky says.

"You are so fucking stupid. Jo loves you!" Ezra says.

"Fiona treats me better," he says.

"Does she really?" I ask, stepping in.

"Jo, leave," Ezra says.

"Hell yes. She trusts me. Something you could never do," he smirks.

"I trusted you!" I fume.

"But you're a whore," Ricky spits.

I run up to him and punch him in the face. Ezra pulls me back.

"Principals office. Now!" Ricky fumes, holding his bleeding nose.

"I could just tell the principal how we dated, and how these are your kids!" I retort.

"And get your self expelled? Smart," Ricky laughs in my face.

I break down and start crying. I fall to the ground and everything goes black.

 

"I think she's waking up," I hear a voice.

I slowly open my eyes to see myself in a hospital, wires connected to me.

I see everyone, including Ricky.

"What happened?" I ask.

"You were too overwhelmed, you fainted and hit your head," Ezra says.

"Why is he here?" I ask, referring to Ricky.

"Just wanted to make sure my kids were okay," he states.

"Of course you wouldn't care about Jo," Ali says.

"When can I go home?" I ask.

"They want to keep you overnight, just in case," Luke says.

"I was supposed to go to work today!" I say.

"Lauren is covering your shift. I spoke to the manager and he completely understands," Chase smiles.

"Thank the lord," I sigh in relief.

"Why are you so overwhelmed?" Ezra asks.

"The love of my life is dating another woman, I'm having his kids, and I just want things to be right," I sigh.

Ricky looks at me, sadness in his eyes.

"Can we be alone?" he asks.

I nod at Ezra signaling it's okay and they walk out.

"You still love me?" he asks.

"I love you more than life itself, and hearing that you were gonna propose made me realize how much I need to be with you," I say.

"Why would you wanna be with me after all the things I said and did?" he asks.

"That's how much I love you," I say.

He leans down and kisses me softly.

"I'm so sorry," he says.

"I'm sorry I hit you," I say, looking at his swollen nose.

"I deserve it," he says.

"So where's Fiona now?" I ask.

"Probably at my house," Ricky says.

"Get her out," I say.

Ricky calls her and dumps her. I hear her whining in the background.

"Thanks," I smile.

Everyone comes back in to say their goodbyes.

"Are you staying?" I ask Ricky.

"Of course," he kisses my cheek.

"Where's my phone?" I ask.

Ricky hands it to me.

"Ezra gave it to me," he says.

"Does mom know I'm here?" I ask.

"No. I didn't know if you wanted me to tell her," he says.

"Well she knows that we broke up," I say.

I dial mom's number.

"Hey Jo," she answers.

"Ricky and I made up, so is it okay for me to live with him?" I ask.

"If you think it's the best thing," she says.

"I do. Thanks mom."

I hang up and look at Ricky.

"I wanna go home," I frown.

"I know, but we can in the morning," he smiles.

"Are you taking off work?" I ask.

"I'm gonna go in at lunch time, but you're resting at my house tomorrow," he smiles.

"I missed you so much," I say.

"I missed you too," he smiles.

"why did you have sex with her?" I frown.

"To get you off my mind," he says, looking down.

"So what if she ends up pregnant?" I start to cry.

"Jo, stop. Please," he cups my cheeks in his hands.

He wipes my tears.

"It hurts," I say.

"Babygirl I'm sorry," he kisses my cheek.

"I'm going to sleep."