“Hello?”

“Hey it’s me, you busy?”

“Well no but It’s 11 o’clock at night!”

“I was just curious if you wanted to go out tonight with John and his date.”

“I’ll only go if we don’t stay out really late because I am tired.”

“Ok sure I just thought it would be nice to see you.”

“Yeah, pick me up in half an hour.”

“Sure, bye.”

I wasn’t really sure if I wanted to go but the way he sounded on the phone it seemed like he really had something he wanted to talk about. I just went along and decided it would be good to finally see Richard. I got dressed brushed my hair and put them into two braided pigtails and sat on my step in front of my house for a while.

I brought a book and was out there for about 15 minutes then finally he came up with John in the front seat. I grabbed my bookmark kept a mental note in my head of where I was in my book and jumped into the backseat. Next to me was John’s “friend”.

Her name was Scarlet and she had been with John for about 4 weeks. She was really nice she had straight simple blonde hair and hazel colored eyes just like John’s. I had my usual blondish brown hair and brown eyes. I always loved that I had something special to look forward to when Richard came over because he had blue eyes so it was like a treat I got to look at them. I could get lost in his eyes and sometimes do.

We pulled into a spot next to this café with only about 4 people inside. We got out and went in we searched for somewhere to sit and found a nice cozy couch in the back of the place. I sat next to Richard and John and ordered myself a cup of mint tea (I would have gotten coffee but wanted to just go to bed when I got home.) as I sipped it I listened to the three of them talk while I went into my own little world.

“Hey are you ok?”

I turned my head and answered Rich’s question with a drowsy nod. He could tell that I was really tired and he hugged me tight and I laid my head on his shoulder just listened to the conversation. After a while there was silence in the room, everyone else had left the café.

John and Scarlet went off into the hallway and well made out for a while and left Richie and me by ourselves for a while. After about 10 minutes he asked me what I thought about him. I was a little confused not knowing what he wanted me to answer with.

“Well what do you think of me?”

“What do you mean?”

“What do you think of when you see me?”

“I think you’re wonderful! I…I, like you a lot.”

“That’s it? You like me a lot.” He had put no pressure on me for about two weeks now to answer his question of if I loved him or not but I guess since John had gone off it made him start to wonder about our relationship. I was so happy with the speed that it was going at, but now I was just not sure.

“I’m sorry I’m just really, really careful about the word love. I’m not sure if I’m ready to love. I like you so much. I adore you.”

He wasn’t looking at me anymore; I had felt like I had lost him.

“Richard look at me!” I really didn’t mean it to come out so hard and cold but I couldn’t take it back. He slowly turned his head but it was only lowered he looked so depressed. I wanted nothing more then to just make him not look the way he did. Before I could say anything John came back with Scarlet and saw Richard’s face.

“Hey what happened here?”

I couldn’t say anything I felt like I had no voice in anything right now.

“I just want to go home!” Richard shouted. It hurt so much to hear the anger in his voice. I didn’t want him to be so mad. I knew he was a gentle person and wanted nothing more then for everyone to be ok. I ran into the car and started crying. A couple minutes later Scarlet came in and sat next to me. I wanted to burry my head further and further into the cushioned seat until I was gone.

I was sobbing all the way to my house. Scarlet hadn’t let go of me the whole trip she felt so bad and wanted to know what she could do to make me feel better but I knew there was nothing she could do to make what I had said change. I had felt like I had lost two things in this night. My heart and my Ringo…

I ran into the house and just cried in my bed. I felt so bad. I called him but he didn’t answer. The next day I didn’t go to work Ringo really meant that much to me. I called up Jessica and told her the whole story she was speechless.

“Well?? What am I going to do??? Please you have to tell me!” I sounded so nervous.

“I,I’m not sure. Let me think for a second.”

“Well did you call him and try to tell him your sorry?”

“Yes I’ve tried all of that!”

“Ok I’ll get back to you ok? Try what you can and then tell me what happens.” I was so sad that I had lost Richard and that he hadn’t talked to me in 2 days!

Oh what was I going to do I missed him so much so I did the only thing I could, I went to his friends for help. I rang up George and asked him if he could call Paul and John and have them come over to my house in about an hour. He said yes and hung up.

I made some sandwiches and cleaned up the living room a little and watched TV until they came. I had been watching the news and well they were talking about some concert the Beatles were performing in, in about 2 months.

The doorbell rang and I jumped out of my seat and opened the door.

“Hey you guys, come in.”

We all sat down around the kitchen table and I asked. “So what am I going to do?? Is he really that mad at me still?”

John sighed then decided he would talk. “Yeah he still is we tried to talk him into calling you but he said he was to depressed that he was mad at you but still missed you.” He felt the way I felt about him. I really wanted to talk to him.

“Well why don’t you just have us call him and we will ask him to come over here and you guys can talk?”

“No, he probably won’t want to see me.” I lowered my head and held back the tears from my eyes.

“We can try though…” George picked up my phone and dialed Richard’s number. He talked for about 5 minutes then hung up and told me he would be over in 10 minutes.