Distant Love

Chapter 6- End Of The World

When I arrived home from the club, a wave of loneliness and sadness washed over me as the realisation of Riker's absence dawned on me. Sure, the girls are a great way of distracting us from the empty feeling we get everytime our boyfriends are away on tour but all that distraction ends when each one of us go our separate ways. That's how it works, the distraction is only temporary and when it's gone, it feels like the end of the world.

I stripped off from my clothes and got in the shower without caring that it was past midnight, I needed it. The warmth of the water hitting my skin relaxed my muscles as I let a few tears run down my face. It might be sickening to you that the only thing I think about is Riker, but he's the only one I've got; I've got no siblings and my parents are in the country where I was born and raised until I was old enough and decided to move to LA. I don't know what came over me at that time thinking of moving to a foreign country, I guess I was eager to explore the world by myself like most of teenagers do.

My moving to California was a big change, yet I wouldn't change anything about it. Thanks to my desire for adventures, I met Riker and his lovely family who made me feel like at home.

I dried my body with my towel before getting out of the shower and walked back to my room. I slipped on one of Riker's boxers that he left behind along with one of his old Hollister shirts. Without even bothering to dry my hair, I slipped in Riker's side of the bed before drifting off to sleep.

I awoke by the sound of cooking in the kitchen. I got up almost instantly with a frown on my face. I grabbed the closest thing that was on my reach which also happened to be one of my stilettos shoes and quietly walked down the short hallway that lead to the dining room/ kitchen. I froze in in place when I saw the familiar blond mop of hair and skinny figure in front of the stove with his back facing me. I lowered my oh so dangerous shoe and and spoke up above a whisper, "Riker?"

His head turned to face me and I met his amazing green eyes that had some brown specks on them, the ones I've missed them for months on end. "Fer?"

"Riker!" I exclaimed throwing myself to his wide open arms. "Gosh, I've missed you so much!"

"I've missed you too baby, I've missed you too." he whispered, kissing the top of my head.

After a few minutes of hugging each other and kissing like there was no tomorrow, we pulled away and stared into each other's eyes. "How? When did you get back?"

"I got here this morning, you were still asleep." he chuckled before his smile turned into a frown.

"W-what's wrong?" I asked, scared.

"I'll be here for only a few days before we have to get back to the second leg of the tour." he sighed. He picked me up by the waist and placed me on top of the kitchen counter, where I finally was a little bit taller than him.

Both, my smile and heart dropped as tears began to well up in my eyes. I placed my hand on his cheek and kissed him. It was unfair, I barely get to see him anymore and when we do, it feels like we're both strangers who kiss and hug each other. Part of me knew that this was coming anyway, but facing it was way worse. Some people may think I might be exaggerating, sometimes I thinks so too but then I get reminded that he's the only company I have in America, he's the only one who makes me feel safe. Everytime he leaves it feels like a piece of my heart has gone with him, with hope that he'll never dare to destroy it and in the meanwhile I continue on with my life, go to work; clean the house; cook dinner; crying myself to sleep. This time, not a single tear will be shed. I have to stay strong so Riker won't get distracted and begins having second thoughts of touring around.

"Let's make the most out of it then." I whispered, my finger caressing his smooth cheek.

"That's my girl." he smiled before turning back to the stove. "Sit down while I make breakfast for my Latina Beauty."

I did as I was told and asked him, "So how was tour?"

Riker began telling me the crazy things that happened during tour as we ate breakfast and drank coffee together like we always did when Riker wasn't touring. It felt good having him by my side, even though it wasn't for a long time it still felt good.

Afternoon came by and we soon found ourselves cuddling in bed as we watch the Pirates of The Caribbean together. As the movie played, I looked at Riker's features as he watched the film oblivious of me studying him. He was beautiful, there was no doubt on that. His face was perfect; his eyes were perfect; he was perfect. Everything that belongs to him or is part of him is perfect to me.

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Hello R5Fam! We're so, so sorry for not updating earlier. As you all expected, this chapter was meant to be Rena's but sadly, she's really busy at the moment so meanwhile me and Chantelle will be writing the chapter in our own point of view until Rena has finally done all of her exams.

Best of luck, Rena!

Also, let's set a goal meanwhile ok? Ok, here it goes... can we have at leas TWO comments for next update?

Thanks for reading!

Fer xox

P.S. I recommend to read the first half of the chapter with the song above n.n

P.P.S. Has anyone else listened to the new song All Night? I love it!