🔺Love Triangle🔺

Part 6

*CARLOS*

I quickly wear shorts, the I grab a towel and wipe the mess. Then I wash my hands. "Tiger," I say to myself, when I look at the mirror. "She loves me, she loooves me," I sing to myself, when I step towards the door and unlock it. "Why were you locked?" Vivi and Rebecca asked at the same time. I give Rebecca a serious look, then I squat down to Vivi, hug her and kiss her on a cheek. "Daddy has a serious conversation with your mommy. But then she said I have to hug you and kiss you."
"Okay. Do I need to know what were you talking at this serious conversation? She's coming on vacation?!" Vivi asks.
"She'll think about it," I say and step out of the cabin. "Carlos, what did you and your ex talk about?" now Rebecca hisses behind my back. "About parental stuff," I say and walk to my father. Rebecca furiously runs after me and stands in front of me: "Talk to me!"
My dad looks at me seriously and nods. "Look after Vivi, please," I tell him, then took Rebecca's hand and lead her down to the lower deck. "You're right, we need to talk. Sit down."
"I won't sit," she says, crossing her arms. "Don't act like a child, sit down."
"Carlos, why are you like this? Until you got Vivi to babysit we had a good time. You were nice to me, remember?"
"I don't babysit her. I am her dad and she is currently on holiday with me. The races will start soon and I will see her again for Christmas."
"Ah, you are exaggerating."
"No, I'm not exaggerating. Vivi is my daughter and I'll spend as much time with her as I want." I have to be careful not to yell. "I like it when you get angry. Those veins that come out at your neck turn me on so much," she says and walks over to me.
"Stop. It won't go on like this," I stop her. "When we get to the island, I'll have to ask you to leave the yacht. You have time to prepare your things overnight."
"What?!" her eyes almost fall out of their sockets. "You heard me."
"You can't do that. You invited me."
"Now I've changed my mind. We'll sail to the island tomorrow morning. Be ready then," I say decisively.
"But...we're a couple," she cries.
"Rebecca, I'm sorry. I love Vanessa. I always will. This love affair we had..."
"Love affair?" she exclaims.
"Shh, don't yell, please," I try to stay as calm as possible, even though I'm boiling inside. I'm furious. Not at her, but at myself. I don't know what came over me to invite her. Rebecca cries. I feel sorry for her because she's not a bad person. She is friendly, gets along well with Vivi. However, I don't want to have anything to do with her anymore, because I want to renew my relationship with Vanessa. "I've change my mind, I'm sorry. You need to understand me," I soften and step closer to her for a hug.
"Don't touch me!"
"I'll leave you alone." I turn and leave. I find the phone in my room and dial a familiar number.
"Chili, you can't live without me?" he answers with a laugh.
"Lando, mate. I need your help," I say seriously.
"Don't scare me."
"Where are you? Do you have time tomorrow morning?"
"I'm on Porto Santo."
"Great. We're sailing to La Gomera in the morning. You're nearby."
"Well, it's not that near... what do you need?" he laughs.
"Rebecca needs a ride," I say quickly. "What? Which Rebecca?"
"Rebecca," I repeat.
"Are you kidding me, mate?"
I run my hand through my hair: "No, Lando, I'm not kidding. I'd like you to sail to La Gomera and pick her up."
"Oh, you're serious."
"Yes, of course, I wouldn't joke about such things."
Lando keeps silent for a while, so Carlos gets nervous: "Lando, are you with me?"
"Well, we're good friends, of course I'll help you. I'll text you the exact time, okay?"
"Thanks, mate. I knew I could count on you."
Perfect. The mission to get back to Vanessa has just begun.
When I get back on deck, Vivi, Dad and Mom are having dinner. "Buen provecho. Where is Rebecca?"
"She doesn't want to eat," said mom, "go see what's wrong." I sigh. I walk up to her door and knock. Nothing. I knock again. Nothing again. I decide to enter. She is taking a shower.
There is an open suitcase on her bed. Good, she accepted. As I turn to leave, I hear the faucet turn off. In a second she walks out of the shower wrapped in a towel. "I'm packing," she gently said. I nod in response. At that moment she drops the towel on the floor. "Take me, Carlos. Take me for the last time," she says, walks up to me and kisses me passionately. I let her to kiss me.
Few moments later we were lying in bed, entwined between the sheets. She caresses my chest. "Lando is coming to La Gomera to pick you up tomorrow," I say as I kiss her forehead.
"I don't need a babysitter," she says rebelliously and lean herself up on her elbow. "I know, but in that way I'll know you're safe. I'm sorry, there's no other way." I can see that she doesn't agree, but she is not resisting anymore. A tear slipped down her cheek. "I'm sorry," I whisper and this time I kiss her.