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Day 3 - Part 21

Her face appears on screen.
-This is my version of making the video, she says. -Not the things you see on MTV.
She's filmed that over there, years ago. But I know there must be a reason why she makes that statement.

Carlos was still pacing around, looking like he was in great pain, trying to decide which of those gorgeous girls could appear on her video. But there was the thing. He needed something fresh. Girl that Howie would mud wrestle later was every man's wet dream. Girl that AJ would be flirting with was fire, so hot you couldn't touch her without getting burned. Brian with the girl next door, looks that suddenly turn into something else. Kevin with a woman, a true, powerful woman with a sense of vulnerability in her. But Nick needed something different. Always seen with beautiful, tall, gorgeous, generous women he definitely needed something else this time. Something... maybe even under aged.
Then she walked out.

-Who is she? Carlos asked from Tito who shrugged. -Well, find out!
Cara shot Tito all the way he walked to her.
-Hey, who are you?
-I'm Cara. What about you?
For a second, when their eyes met each other, Tito thought that she was high. But it was unbelievable.
-I'm Tito Bo. I'm Carlos' assistant.
-Great! Is he here? We haven't met yet.
Tito hesitated for a moment.
-Let me take you to him, OK?
That way he didn't have to ask who she was.

-Hola, I'm Carlos Garcia. You can call me Carlos.
-Hi, I'm Cara Castillo.
-Cara? You're from here?
-Oh no, she laughed. -I'm with the Boys.
-Oh?
Carlos raised an eyebrow to Tito. He hadn't known that there were still escorts for band or boys themselves.
-Don't get me wrong, she said. -I'm... Well, I work for them.
-That's great. At least you do now, Carlos said. -Cara, right? Tito will get you ready. Don't panic. Ladies, you can go to your casa, I don't need you. Thanks for visiting and do not come back!

Cara was astonished.
-I really work for them, she tried to explain to Tito. -And I don't know how they're gonna react to that.
-Double your paycheck at least, he answered while pulling her with him. -And what Carlos says, goes. So don't worry. Unless you don't want to do this?
Tito stopped and looked at her. Shit, she was high. And she had some serious doubts.
-Do what? she asked. -Exactly what are you asking me to do?

When I reach to remote control to go to bathroom, I realize that it's already another day. And I'm barely in the end of tape number one. I wonder how much I have to see, how detailed it all goes. And still, everything she cuts out or leaves unsaid is more obvious than pictures in front of my eyes. I'm having a great privilege to see those tapes that would beat any document ever made of any star and I can't even really enjoy. Not now when I'm personally involved. It's a shitty thing.

MAKING THE VIDEO: Backstreet Boys' Incomplete

11.49

Kevin sits on the stairs finishing his meal.

KEVIN: This is what you call a lunch break?
CARLOS: Let's get back to work everybody, okay!

Assistants running around, doing last minute make-up on Kevin, Carlos standing in the middle of everything, looking very calm.

CARLOS: Here's thing. Easy. You just trough this hall, to that door, all the way. There is camera going in front of you so you have to walk slow. You come to another room. There is painting. You go in front of it, pull from string and curtain will drop. Okay? You look at it with horror in your face. No smile. No tears. Just horror. Remember, it's the end of your love. Termine, muerte.
KEVIN: We went trough this 11 times in the morning. I think I can handle it.

-But he had no idea, she says. -Carlos might have been gifted - and he was. But methods he used, ways he manipulated us... It's awful. It's just. I can't even imagine how boys felt after that. And how it was to act to cameras that everything was fine even if everything inside of you was ripped.
Then screen goes black and I'm afraid that there's something wrong with the tape. Then I realize that I have to change it. So tape number two. Her face appears back on screen.
-We've been talking about different worlds, haven't we? I'd be surprised if we hadn't. Do you remember that I was only sixteen? I sometimes pretend that those events didn't hurt me. Maybe they didn't hurt, but I have no idea - yet - how they've affected on me. Like when they were getting me ready. And they brought me under Tito's eyes wearing this tiny white bikini. And he got freaked out because of my pubic hair. I'd never even thought about that. In a real life my big sister would have told me when starting to date and stuff, but then, just standing there, hearing him to tell to get me waxed and everything... I was like a puppet. Not a real thing. For a minute I was only their tool to get to them what they wanted. And I wasn't the only one.

MAKING THE VIDEO...

12.13

Kevin walks down the hall, singing, music is little bit faster than in a real life. It sounds like he's quacking but it will look so good in the final video.

He comes to another room and approaches the painting. Carlos looks tensed, waiting for something to happen.

Kevin pulls the string and curtain drops. Camera zooms into Kevin's face, we don't see the painting but horror in Kevin's face is very honest.

-What the fuck? he yelled. Brian ran to him. Carlos looked down and sat silent. -What the fuck is this? Are you kidding with me?
-Brian, take him to another room, will you? Carlos asked.
-I don't give a shit about cameras! We'll have a final word on what will be shown and what will not. And you're about to show this?
Kevin hand drew a big curve in the air when he waved to the painting.
-No, Carlos said patiently. -It's just to get you on the right mood. We have great, touching scene. What else can you want?
-What about some explanations? Some privacy? Brian, you have any idea what's going on in here?
Kevin turned to his cousin and Brian had to look down also.
-God dammit! Kevin cursed and walked out of the room.
-Next scene. Meet me in fifteen up with AJ.
Brian looked at Carlos, shaking his head and then went after Kevin.

-I didn't know he was about to use it, Brian said when catching him in the hall.
-What was that? Kevin asked, eyes full of pain.
-You saw it.
-Was it Kristin?
Brian nodded.
-Is it new?
-Taken few days ago. When she returned back home.
-Who is he?
-We don't know.
-I thought we got it all back together, Kevin cried. -And now, in the middle of shooting our !oh so great! new video I have to see my wife kissing someone else.
-You know it may not be true.
-You knew about that picture and didn't want me to see it.
-Samuel thought it would be better, Brian said apologizing. -I'm sorry.
Kevin leaned to the wall and wiped off the lonely tear.
-I have a bad feeling about this. We don't afford to screw this. But still... What else will happen? Are we doomed?

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