Seasons of Love || Richard Camacho

56

May 30th

'Okay, you can stop dry humping now.' Isa and Zabdiel look embarrassed. They should be, that was awful. But they seemed into it, so it's cool. I try to get up, but fall back on the couch. 'Tiffany is druuuuuunk.' Katarina sticks out her tongue, Erick grabs it. 'Fuck you Kat, you're drunk as well.' She mumbles an "I know", but it's hard to understand as she can't move her tongue. 'Truth or dare... India!' India looks up and looks at Isa with panic in her eyes. 'Truth.' Isa tells her she has to tell us about her crush. 'Oh shut up, we all know she's in love with the Mexican.' Joel doesn't seem to understand that he's the mexican until Richard nudges him.

'I do like Joel, yes.' Everyone starts making kissing sounds and Joel just smiles and shrugs it off. Oh shit. 'Tiffany!' Tits, I don't like this game. 'Truth.' I was planning on saying "dare" but my mouth said something else. 'Have you ever cheated on anyone?' Why the fuck would she ask that? That's an awful question. 'Not really.' She asks for an explanation. I tell her that she's only allowed to ask one question. 

'But not really is not an answer. Be honest TiffTiff.' Fuck off Erick. Fucker the fuck off. 'Well, I wasn't in a relationship at that moment, but the break-up words were never spoken, so yeah. It wasn't really cheating. I guess.' I am such a dipshit. I shouldn't have said that. 'Christopher, truth or dare?' And the game continues. And I want to get out of here. More booze it is.

So everyone is drunk, such a classic evening. 'Tiff, was the guy you cheated with hot?' Jodi, shut your mouth. 'He was.' Conversation over. Done. But I see Joel smiling like a child on his birthday. And I shake my head. Jodi wants me to describe the guy. I tell her that we're not talking about this right now. And I know I should've made something up.

'Why is this such a touchy subject? Why do I get the feeling as if this happened recently?' Zabdiel, nobody likes you. Go the fuck away. I ignore him. 'Tiff?' So everyone is looking at me and Richard looks like he is about to cry. It feels like someone is choking me. In a bad way. 'We're all drunk. Let's not talk about this now.' Richard doesn't agree. 'Let's talk about it right now.' Tears start to make their way down my cheeks. Katarina sits down next to me and puts her hand on my leg. 'Tiff?' She's being nice. Why is she being nice?

'I was drunk the entire time that I was gone. I couldn't help it, it just kind of happened.' Richard shakes his head. 'I am so so sorry Richard. I wasn't thinking. I was mad. I was sad. I didn't kiss them on the lips.' Katarina has to hold me to stop me from shaking. Richard carefully wipes away some of my tears. 'Stop crying. This hurts, but I hurt you first. So I can't really be mad. I wasn't sure if we were in a relationship either.' He kisses my cheek. This is a relief. This is good.

'Joel are you crying?' India asks out loud. I see him wiping away a tear from his cheek. This is not good. Gone is the relief. 'I'm not.' Christopher laughs. 'Sure, you're not crying. You're eyes are just making sure there's not too much water inside of your body.' Nobody laughs along. Everyone is staring at Joel. He looks so helpless. So sad.

'Sorry Tiff. I can't do this.' He hides his face in his hands. And he tells everyone. He tells them about us kissing. 'I am sorry Richard. I just thought you were an asshole and I didn't feel guilty at all.' I don't want to hear or see what they all have to say about this. So I run upstairs and launch myself into bed. Time for bed. Time to ignore.