Bandmate ||Ricky Garcia||

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Ricky’s POV

“I told you I’m not seeing no wacker end of discussion!’’ I run my fingers through my guitar as Emery groans.

‘’Sam thinks it’s a good idea…’’ 

‘’Well I am not Sam,’’ I perk up a smile and start playing a tune. Liam swims across the pool and rests his elbows on the edge.

‘’Don’t knock it till you try it right?’’ Liam adds.

‘’I’m fine. I don’t need help.’’ 

“Look I don’t want to sound cruel and selfish, but you not being able to see Stephen is affecting the band. Since you found out, we had to postpone every meeting and I respect that you’re not ready, but Ricky you’re not even trying.’’ 

‘’Oh I’m sorry if I’m not healing quick enough for you. Right, I’ll just act like Stephen didn’t know I was his son all this time, and that my mother lied to me for years.’’ 

‘’Ricky all we want is for you to be okay. It’s really depressing having to see you like this.’’ 

‘Sorry I’m not aesthetically pleasing enough for you.'’

‘’Since the whole thing with your mom happened along she leaving, you clearly haven’t been sleeping, you eat shitty food now, and not to mention you haven’t showered in a couple days. I know you miss her but-’’
I started to burst out in laughter, “I don’t miss her.’’

Liam started to fake chuckle, ‘’Haha you’re a damn liar. You miss her.’’ 

‘’She left me for no damn good reason. I was just a pest that she didn’t want to fit into her schedule, I do not miss her. I’ll prove it.’’ 

‘’You can prove it by showering, please.’’ Emery says and I settle down the guitar on the beach chair. I get up and head to the door.

‘’Hey where are you going? We are not done having this conversation mister!’’ I hear Emery yell behind me. I skip up the stairs to the shower. He wants proof? I’ll give it to him. 

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"Where the hell have you been?" 

"I went out? Emery chill, I showered isn't that what you wanted?" I shut the door behind me. 

"I didn't expect you to leave and come back at midnight! You just disappeared!" He raises his voice and Liam comes out. 

"You're not my mother." 

"That doesn't make a difference because you don't respect her either." Em mumbles. 

"I don't respect liars. She's a goddamn liar!" 

I hear Liam cough and signal to his left. I turn around and find Stephen and mom sitting on the couches. 

"Of course." I groan and kick off my shoes. Emery and Liam grab me by the arms as I tried to flee to my room. I could feel my muscles tense trying to fight free.

"Let me go!" I screamed. My feet struggle to touch the floor and weeks without exercise made me weaker. 

"We just want to talk Ricky. Sam agreed. I promise it won't take long." Stephen says shifting in his seat. Mom sits close to him but not too close. I wonder if they still have feelings for eachother. 

Emery and Liam push me down to the couch across from them. They sit me in between them not letting my arms go. 

"This is so stupid. I don't want to see you!" I yell out. I stare at them hoping they feel my hatred burning inside of them.