Jon was in shock. Everything seemed to get back on track and then he came back and his whole world tumbled into a heap of shit again. Cheyenne’s hatred towards him made him nauseous and he felt panic building up in him at an alarming speed.
“You just wait a fucking minute. Who the hell are you to act all high and mighty? You slept with my best friend. Probably pregnant with his twins and you want to throw insults around? I didn’t even sleep with the bitch, I thought about it but I didn’t…”
“And I am suppose to believe you? All the shit about how you missed me …blah bah blah. God Jon what do you take me for? A two year old? I don’t give a damn who you think fathered these babies. I don’t want them around you anyway. You don’t deserve them and I’ll make sure never to bother you for anything. You can just forget they exist….oh wait why would you even worry about them right? It is actually Richie’s.”
Fury crossed his face and Cheyenne felt a sudden rush of panic.
She jerked her arms free from him and started for the door.
Jon gave a few steps and placed himself in front of the door.
“You are going nowhere. Because what I have to say, I think you want to hear. So get comfortable Cheyenne I’m not done yet.”
“You cant keep me here Jon. Let me the fuck out! I’m done with you. I want to live my life in peace, raise my babies and I don’t need a man to do that. Men make me sick I hate all of you!”
Cheyenne’s words ripped his insides to shreds. She was shaking and very pale. She rubbed her side unconsciously and he was worried about her state.
He wanted to beg her to stay but the stubbornness in him got the better of him and he turned towards his dark side. He was going to swing this his way, she will stay with him even if he has to lock her up in his mansion, but God knows she would stay and he’ll be damned if she sees how shit scared he is of losing her. He would just have to use blackmail to get to her and there were only one thing…or rather two things that would make her stay…
“Why do you make this so damn difficult Jon let me go, now! I’m sick and tired staring at your lying face. Why don’t you go fuck your fan, she seemed to be quite willing..”
Jon walked towards her and for a moment she saw pure raw violence in his eyes. She backed off and placed her hand over her tummy, flashes of Mark hitting and kicking her sending mind reeling.
“Going to hit me now? Turning into a Mark character?”
She saw the tick in his cheek and his eyes were flashing.
“Don’t you ever compare me to that fucking piece of shit again. Do you hear me?”
She gasped as his hands snaked around her wrist, yanking her towards him.
“Now you shut up and listen what I have to say.”
She gulped and he let her go, seeing the naked fear in her dark eyes.
“I don’t have a fucking clue who the father is of the babies, but I’m sure as hell not gonna take that chance. The chances are good that they are mine. No child of mine will ever come into this world and me not being a part of its live. I might be a lot of things but I don’t think of myself as a bad father. Richie is getting married so even if the babies are his, he would support them that I know, but they will miss the father figure in their lives and no child deserve that. This fling you and Richie had obviously isn’t going anywhere so maybe you two accepted that the affair should end not knowing that there are babies on the way.”
Cheyenne held her hands up.
“Let me stop you right there. So you offer to give poor little me a home and a life for my two babies. No thanks Jon I really don’t need you or anybody else’s charity.”
She stood up and walked towards the door. Jon didn’t stop her physically this time but his words stopped her in her tracks.
“I haven’t finished Cheyenne. This is the ultimatum. You WILL marry me, there will be a paternity test when the babies are born. I will raise them as my own even if they turn out to be Richie’s. We will show the world and my family what a happy couple we are, at home you can do what ever you want. You can ignore me but you will respect me. I will not tolerate any affairs. We will raise the babies as best we can. If the babies turn out to be Richie’s we will keep it to ourselves. Not even Richie will know the truth, do you understand me?”
She was shocked at his ridiculous suggestion, turning the knob she turned towards him.
“You know what Jon? Go fuck yourself.”
He reached her in a second flat, slammed the door as he stared into her face a viciousness about him.
“Just know this Cheyenne. I will take these babies from you. I will fight you in court and when I win the court case..WHEN not if, you will never see these babies again. You will be known as an unfit mother. Don’t fuck with me Cheyenne. Did you forget who you were dealing with? I’m not just a rock star honey. I’m a businessman and if I want something I’ll get it. So think carefully before you walk out this door. I can make you life one drawn out nightmare. Are you willing to give up the babies?”
It felt like a volt of electricity went through her. How could the man she loved so dearly be so cruel? She looked up at his face and saw no mercy. Tears rolled down her face.
“Jon I knew you weren’t perfect and that anyone can make mistakes even you but I never in my life thought you could be such a cruel man. You are even prepared to take all I have from me? Why don’t you just let me open this door and walk out. I will never bother you again, you would never have to see my face again. Just go back o your rock star life Jon. You don’t need a woman, there are thousands out there who are willing and maybe even someone to spend the rest of your life with. I’m not that woman Jon. Why fuck up our lives and the babies’? Life is short shouldn’t we make the most of it? If you feel so strongly about this, we can do the paternity test and I will give you visiting rights. I will never keep the babies from you. Please Jon just don’t force me into this. That’s all I ask from you. Let me go.”
His insides were shaking so violently he could fall on his knees right there and then. She was pleading for herself and the babies. She didn’t want to be with him anymore. He couldn’t live without her! No fucking way!
“I’m sorry Cheyenne take it or leave it. There is no other way. You can go now. Joe will pick you up tonight and bring you here. I expect an answer from you. Don’t even think about running, you don’t want me to hunt you down.”
He opened the door for her.
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