Seasons of Love || Richard Camacho

45

May 20th

We walk through the sliding doors and I think we both expected all of our friends to go be there. But only Katarina is waiting for us and she's not looking happy. She's looking at her watch and she smiles, but her smile doesn't reach her eyes. 'Good to have you two back. Let's go. Hell has broken loose and I need you here.' Richard and I look at each other and he shrugs. Katarina walks us to the car and I call shotgun. 'Spill it, Kat.' She sighs and starts talking.

'So Erick felt awful about not telling Christopher about Isa's possible pregnancy. Honestly, I kept cutting him off when he wanted to say things about it. And then I invited Jodi over. You know, to let her meet Zabdi. But she and Christoper clicked immediately and it was inevitable that, you know, they would start to like each other as more than friends eventually. But nothing happened. Jodi kept her distance. Apparently Christopher dropped the bomb to the boys a few days ago and Erick wanted to tell me immediately of course, but I kept interrupting him. Christopher was going to break up with Isa. He told them he felt super guilty because he took her virginity and everything, but he didn't feel the love he wanted to feel. And apparently, he does feel that way with Jodi. Because his feelings for her kinda pushed him over the edge to break up with Isa. He he did that this morning. She went ballistic, absolutely crazy. So Zabdiel and Erick took Christopher out and India and Joel are with Isa.'

Richard interrupts to ask who India is. 'A friend of ours, who is all over Joel. And the poor boy has no idea. She could probably flash her tits and he wouldn't think anything of it. He thinks she's just being nice. But she is growing more desperate every day and I am going crazy.' Her knuckles go white as she's squeezing the steering wheel too hard. 'Relax, we're here.' I ruffle her hair softly. She sighs. 'She still doesn't know?' Richard asks from the backseat. 'What?' I look back and he's holding a box with a pregnancy test. 'Nope, she's being so stupid about this. I can't deal with her sometimes.' Richard is being amazing and he's not saying anything at all. Which I find amazing, because I know he's thinking the same things as me. But it's just not sensible to say those things out loud.

We enter the living room and it's a mess. A broken vase and flowers decorate the floor. 'Ballistic.' Richard states. All of a sudden I am squeezed in a hug and I hug back. 'I am so happy that you are here.' 'Sure bandana boy, glue is needed I see.' I point at the vase and he slaps his hand against his forehead. 'She's still crying.' Isa and India are sitting at the kitchen table and Katarina throws the test on the table. 'Go pee on this. Now.' Isa nods and doesn't say anything. Nice to see you as well. India greets us and then starts talking to Joel. Oh girl. I search the cupboards and find a bottle of vodka. My eyes search for Richard, who is nodding. Vodka out of the bottle, nice. Richard takes the bottle from me and takes a swig. 'I want to go back to Miami.' I sigh before bringing the bottle back to my mouth. 'I just want to get out of this place with you.' He wraps his arms around me and he is about to kiss me, when Isa screams. 'Please tell me it's negative.' I grunt. She enters the kitchen and throws her hands up. 'IT'S NEGATIVE!' Oh thank fuck for that. Richard sighs and lets his head fall on my shoulder. 'Okay, great news. Now make sure the room is not a mess when the others return and take a shower. Wash the sadness off.' Katarina demands. Isa does as she's told.

Richard and I join India and Joel in the living room. I have never seen Joel with such a bored look on his face. 'Bandana boy, I need to talk to you.' He gets up immediately and I wink at Richard. Joel and I sit down in the backyard. Ugh, it's so cold here in The Netherlands, why the fuck aren't they hiring a place in a warm country? Preferably a house with an extra room for yours truly. 'What's wrong Joel?' 'I just can't keep up with all the drama. There are so many things going on and just as one part of the drama ends, a new part of the drama starts. Zabdi has installed tinder and has so many dates, so I have no one to talk to. The others are always clinging together and it's shit.' He frowns and I wrap my arms around him. 'Richard and I are back now. And we promised each other to not PDA in front of you all too much.' He asks about our relationship status. I tell him that we have kissed and that we're happy together. His smile warms my heart and he kisses my cheek. 'I am so happy for you, Tiff.' This boy is the sweetest creature alive. 'So what's going on between you and India?' Joel sighs. 'Nothing much. She talks a lot. She's nice.' He really is blind for these kind of things. 'Maybe she likes you?' He laughs. Hard. 'I don't believe you.' I just shrug. We go back inside and Richard asks if I want to go upstairs so we can put our clothes in his bedroom. Katarina coughs awkwardly. 'Yeah you guys might want to stay at your place tonight, Tiff. We still need to clean the sheets, so yeah.' I roll my eyes, Richard shrugs and wiggles his eyebrows. Ah, he doesn't mind. Privacy. I get it. Nice.

Isa goes home and the boys return. They greet us and I can see Christopher is in pain. He goes to the kitchen to get drinks and I follow him. I surprise him with a hug and I can feel his body relaxing. 'It was never my intention to hurt her. The first time we tried having sex, I still thought I loved her. The second time I was already doubting and I didn't want to have sex. But she wanted it so bad. She told me she really wanted to lose her virginity. And I am so sorry Tiffany, but if a sober girl is literally begging for it...' 'I understand. I guess I would've done the same thing.' He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. 'She didn't even tell me about this pregnancy thing. I am not ready for children at all. But it would've been my own fault, so I wouldn't really be okay with abortion. I can't bear the idea of that. Man, I would've stayed together with her for a while longer and maybe forever.' He rubs his eyes and I hug him again. 'I am so sorry for what I said in London. I am so sorry. I didn't mean it. Richard was right after all. I shouldn't have told the fans. And at least he fell for someone he really loves.' He starts crying and I hug him tighter. 'It's okay, Chris. We're good. We all say stupid things now and then.' He kisses the top of my head and he wipes his tears away, ready to return to the others.

'Fuck. Richard. Harder. Please.' He does as I say and my eyes roll to the back of my head. His perfect lips suck a hickey in my neck and my nails scratch his back. Loud moans leave my mouth. Lord, I am happy we decided to stay over at my place tonight. 'Release, mi amor.' And I do.