Bandmate ||Ricky Garcia||

《f o r t y - f o u r》

((How is he so cute ?? ♡♡♡))

Audrey's POV

''So we're blackmailing  her?'' Emery asks me once I climb in his car.

''I wouldn't put it like that, but yes.'' We're on our way to Keta's house so I can have a discussion with her. We're hoping that my phone will catch a recording of her confession and then we're home free.

''You sure you don't want us coming with you?'' Jon peaks his head from the backseat. I turn to look at his blonde tips which I'm still not used too. 

''No. I don't think she knows that you guys know and seeing you will make things harder.'' Ever since the beginning of this journey, she sought their approval. I remember back when we were still competing I wanted her to win if I didn't, but now I'm starting to think maybe Margo would have been a better option. 

The familiar view of her house starts to clear up through the parked cars and trees. I get my phone ready to record her confessing as soon as Emery parked a few feet from her house. ''Wait so does that mean I won't be able to go to her pool?'' Liam asks and I turn to look at him. His green eyes flutter in disbelief. I shake head no and he shrugs back to his seat. 

''Just be quick I really want to pee.'' Emery says wiggling in his seat. I look around the neighborhood. 

''Drive back to your house-''

''No, what if you need to run out and I'm not here. I'll just wait but hurry up.'' I nod to him and get out starting a slight jog to Keta's doorbell. I ringed it and soon I heard footsteps. 

''Why are you here?'' Her muffled voice says through the door. Quickly I press the record buttom and tuck it back in my pocket. 

Using my toes to push myself up to the peephole I answer, ''I just want to talk, please.'' 

A few clicks later the door opens revealing her pajamas and messy hair. From the look of it, I could tell she didn't sleep at all last night because her exterior resembles mine. Both of our eyes have last its gloss and our skin is as pale with desperation.

 I had to play this easy and avoid any form of arguments. 

''If it's about Ricky I already told you that-'' She walks me to her kitchen, the same one I walked in a few weeks back. She points to the island and a seat for me. 

Taking my spot I pull my phone on the countertop face down. ''No, it's about you. Is Peyton still threatening you?'' 

Keta flickers her eyes and pushes herself up on a chair of her own. Her fingers twiddle like if they were solving a puzzle. ''Not sure if Ricky mentioned this but she was here along with a Joe, the bodyguard, and well things didn't go well,'' Her voice drifted and images of Ricky's bruised knuckles comes to mind, the tender cut kissing his eyebrow. 

''Why was she here?'' 

''She came to give me my side of the money. Audrey, you probably think I'm a horrible person but I'm not. Who would you choose to save, your family or Ricky?'' 

''I would choose what is right. But you did all this because Peyton forced you right?'' Her eyebrows lowered down in suspicion looking around for an army that is hiding behind my back. 

''She didn't force me, I agreed to it because it was a chance to get extra bucks. Why are you asking me this? I already told you at your house.'' She asked and I shrugged.

''I just want to better understand why you would incriminate Ricky for something he didn't do.'' Because you're a scared girl who can't find fend for herself and would rather others pay the price.