Bandmate ||Ricky Garcia||

《f o r t y - t h r e e》

Audrey's POV

''There must be some kind of mistake? Ricky didn't do anything wrong.'' I mumble, the feeling of my lips shaking have long gone numb. Jon was now with Ricky and Joby inside a room along with several officers. 

Emery finally stops from his pacing back in forth from the bathroom door to me. ''Its kind of hard to say he's innocent with all that money in his account.''

''But he didn't do any of it. He's not stupid.''  I want to blurt out, scream that the only person that is responsible for Ricky being cuffed is the only member who didn't show up. ''Where is Keta?'' I asked crossing my arms looking at Liam as he played with the squeaky chair. 

He looked around, ''It's really late, so I understand her not being here.'' He shrugs, but I know she's most likely looking at her tv thanking heaven that isn't not her in this place. 

''A member should be with their band no matter what.'' 

''It's really weird that you say that. Ricky mentioned to us how we should consider getting rid of Keta.'' Emery says taking a seat. Why would he suggest such a thing? I know he holds a grudge towards Keta so it only makes sense that it would be him to mention the removal. 

With instinct, my eyes glance in his direction. Ricky's head is looking down with a movement of a small rhythm of his head, nodding to whatever they're telling him. I was internally hoping in the 2 weeks I distinct myself from him he would act upon the problem and negotiate with Keta, but I guess plans didn't work out. 

''What will happen to the future shows?'' I asked Emery giving one last look at Ricky's tousled hair before taking a seat next to him. 

He shrugs crossing his arms, ''Cancel them I guess. Who knows how long he'll be in there.'' if they don't find anything to discriminate him, he will stay there. Keta has to do something about this. The risk to speak up and open doors that might unleash Ricky, and start a war with Peyton rattle back in forth.  

''This blows. Why can't he just give the money back?'' Liam comes and slouches next to me. I'm surprised he decided to show up even if it was just to complain.

''It's not that easy,'' I tell him and we all turn to the room where Jon is exiting. His hands are clasped together and by the shallow depths of his eyes we know he's bringing bad news. ''So? Are they going to let him free?''

His chest rises and fall. ''He's staying. Apparently from what they let me hear they're planning to keep in locked here until there is  concrete evidence that he's guilty, since there are chances he could've been hacked.'' He says everything in one breath. 

''He could stay here for months? Oh no.'' Emery runs his hands through his hair while his mouth murmured incoherent words. 

''You think they'll let me speak with him?'' I asked already getting up from my seat and facing his direction. He's looking at me. Our eyes meet and I forgot all the things he said about my father, my whole focus was on his broken eyes. He licked his lips before giving me a hint of a smile. 

''Uh I guess I could ask. Hold up.'' Jon went back to that tormented room. 

''You want to talk to him even after what he said.'' Liam asked me. I nodded.

''He said it out of anger and-'' I stop midsentence. How did he know of what he said? ''Did he tell you why I was upset?'' Turning around to see him face, he puckers his lips. 

''Nope, all he said was that he said something that really hurt you.'' Liam says and a sense of relief escapes me. Ricky didn't tell them about my family.