Thursday, December 24, 2009

Chapter 231

Richie saw the horror on her face and felt like the biggest asshole for doing that.

Cheyenne rushed to Jon’s side. Lifted his head on her lap, barking out orders to Richie to get a cloth or something.

He came back with a cold, wet cloth.

She pressed it gently on Jon’s split lip.

Jon groaned as he opened his eyes, staring into brown , teary eyes, his head on her lap and his mouth so close to her breast he could touch it if he only moved his head slightly.

Richie swam into view and he struggled to sit up. Richie held out a hand towards him and he wanted to refuse but the wounded look in his friends face made him grab his hand.

Cheyenne came back and patted Richie’s lip. Wiping the blood from it. It hurt like hell and it was swollen already.

Cheyenne’s hand fell to her side as Richie took the cloth from her. She turned towards Jon.

“I never meant for this to happen. You two knew each other like forever. I came into the equation and everything fell apart. I’m sorry, so very sorry.”

She walked out the door, her heart shattered.

She didn’t only lose the man she loved she came between him and his best friend and for that she will never forgive herself.

Richie grabbed her arm and she gasped, so deep in thought she didn’t hear him calling her.

“Chey we did nothing wrong! We kept the Kenny thing from him, but like you said it was for the best. What are you going to do? Please don’t tell me you are leaving?”

“Rich at the moment I don’t know what I’m going to do, but I guess I will leave eventually. Oh and Richie..don’t tell Jon about the babies. I wouldn’t be able to handle it if he doesn’t accept them, which I know he wouldn’t, too much things going through his mind. He doesn’t have to know, not yet…ok?”

Richie sighed heavily, raking his hand through his hair.

‘This is one huge fuck up! What happened there?” Richie saw the raw marks on her neck.

Cheyenne felt her hair stood end , Richie’s eyes were spitting fire.

“Jon yanked the necklace off. Don’t worry I’ll get it fixed.”

“I don’t give a damn about the necklace! Your skin is raw. What the fuck is wrong with him? I think I should go back and punch him another one.”

Cheyenne grabbed Richie arm.

“Richie wait! Jon is confused. Just place yourself in his position. He thinks I slept with Kenny and you. He thinks I betrayed him just like Dot. How would you feel? Besides he is so drunk and you can never think clear when you’re drunk”

Richie nodded at her words. It made sense.

‘Yeah I guess your right. Are you gonna be ok? I’m gonna take him back to the house so he can sleep it off, and honey please stop crying. It’s not good for the little ones. We are going to set this straight, don’t you worry.”

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