Seasons of Love || Richard Camacho

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May 30th

'Hi guys.' There are lots of hi's and hey's and I sit down next to Katarina. 'You feeling better?' I nod. 'This was the first time I had to deal with negative feelings sober. The days I was gone, I was extremely drunk. Ha, I even had to go to the hospital.' Everyone seems to be shocked, accept for Joel. 'So staying sober and dealing with all these thoughts was crazy hard. But I guess I'm okay now.'

They all smile apologetically, which I understand. I wouldn't know what to say either. So I decide that it's time to break the awkward and I propose a fun night out. Zabdiel asks if we're going to drink. I shrug. The others decide that shrugging means "yes". So Christopher and Zabdiel leave the house to get booze and Katarina and Jodi go to the supermarket to get snacks. Fucking love snacks. 

'I think he is starting to like me.' Fucking hell India, let it go. Please. Don't make things worse than they are. 'Ah, that's great.' I'm the worst person in the world. I ask her how Isa is doing. We decide to ask Chris if it's okay to invite her. And we do when he arrives home. Because, you know, this is home. For now. He almost drops a bottle of sambuca when India asks him. But he tells her that he's okay with it, but only if she promises to act like a grown up. I want to grab his shoulders and tell him that she's not an adult. But I don't.

My hand is pounding from biting it too hard, but it might be better than the awkwardness. My other hand is tangled in Richard's hair. 'Please don't stop.' His tongue is doing amazing things, damn papi. Okay, fuck it. My moans fill the bedroom and the neighbours now know my boyfriend's name. He looks up with a naughty smile and he kisses my inner thighs before kissing his way up. 'I love you.' 'I know.' I slap his ass and I crawl from underneath him. 'Tiffy.' My mouth falls open and I shake my head. 'I was still contemplating whether I was going to suck you off or not, but you fucked it up by calling me Tiffy. Never ever do that again.' So I exit the room and lock the bathroom door behind me. I am going to shower on my own. He can jerk himself off. Bye bye Richy.

Thank fuck it's not awkward when Isa enters the room. Christopher even hugs her and now she's chatting with Jodi and things are actually nice. I pour myself a glass of vodka and I flinch when I feel a hand on my shoulder. 'Be careful?' 'I'm okay bandana boy. Thank you.' I kiss his cheek and he smiles. Ugh. Cutie. 'Getting jealous over here.' I shake my head before kissing Richard's lips. He doesn't even know that he has a fucking reason to be jealous. 'You should be.' I want to grab his bandana and choke him with it. But Richard laughs it off. Because why should he be? Joel is the innocent one. No need to worry about Joel. This sucks cock. More than I have ever done.

'I am peeing my pants, stop it.' I can't breathe and Jodi is resting her head on my lap. She shouldn't, I am about to pee my pants. 'Get off the table Kat.' India helps her off and checks if Isa is doing okay. But nobody is doing okay. We're all drunk and we're one big mess of people. 'IT'S A MATCH!' Zabdiel throws his hands in the air and Erick grabs the phone from Zabdiel's hand. 'Ha! You are going to regret that one tomorrow.' He hides the phone. Drunk Tinder sessions are never a good idea. 

'LET'S PLAY TRUTH OR DARE! JUST LIKE THAT ONE NIGHT AT THE CLUB!' Isa yells. 

And that, ladies and gentlemen, was the worst thing I have ever said yes to.

A/N: Hello my loves. I am so sorry for not updating as much as I used to do. My iPhone is broken and it's making life a bit harder than it usually is. Besides that I am very busy with my internship and other things. Exciting things, but things that are ruining my writing time. Thanks for reading, thanks for sticking with Tiffany and Richmond.

I love you all x T.