Just as Jon turned to walk out, they heard a knock. He smiled at them but his eyes looked concerned.
“I heard you were awake, so I made you a nice cup of hot chocolate. It should give you sweet dreams tonight.”
Cheyenne smiled at him, but her lips quivered as she tried to keep her emotions under control.
She took the cup form him and sipped slowly, the sweetness filling her mouth.
Richie handed Jon the coffee and that’s when he saw the red marks on his shirt. He frowned slightly and stared at Jon.
“Well Chey I’m gonna say goodnight.”
“Jon could I have a word with you?”
Richie closed the door. His smile changed into a grimace.
“What the fuck are you doing Jon? I guess this is what the shouting was about?” He flicked his fingers on the marks.
“For God’s sake nothing happened, why am I being interrogated? What the fuck does it have to do with you anyway?”
“It has everything to do with me, especially if you fuck around with Cheyenne’s feelings. You know what the doctor told you Jon for God’s sake.! Do you want her to lose the babies? What the fuck is wrong with you? You have everything any man could dream of and you fuck around with it. You can’t even see a good thing even if it slaps you in the face! You are going to lose her Jon, just keep going like this…”
“She will never leave me. I wont let her. I’ll find her wherever she goes and bring her back.”
Richie shook his head slowly, grabbing his friend’s shoulder.
“Jon, listen to yourself. You sound like an obsessed man. You can’t force her to stay with you! She must stay with you willingly. Why was she crying earlier tonight? I thought you two talked everything through? Are you two still getting married?”
“Yes we are and what we fought about is personal. I’d rather not talk about it.”
“Well I can respect that, but I didn’t expect you to let her come home in a cab by herself. I don’t know you Jon. You were never like this, you always were the gentlemen where ladies were concerned.”
“Cheyenne isn’t just any lady. She is mine.”
Richie didn’t like the creepy sound in Jon’s voice, he felt shivers down his spine.
“Jon is this still about me and Cheyenne?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.” He wasn’t ready to hear Richie’s confession or denial.
“We’ll have to talk about this sooner or later.”
“NOT NOW! I’m going to bed.”
“Fuck Jon you are living in misery and you know what? You are bringing it over yourself. Let me know when you have pulled your head out your ass far enough so you can see reason. As much as I love you,. I just want to tell you something. There is something going on between you and Cheyenne. Cheyenne wouldn’t talk about it and neither are you. But let me just find out you are treating Cheyenne badly, I will take her away from here and get her, her own place where she will be looked after. And I don’t want you to see it as a threat see it as a promise, a promise I intent to keep.”
Jon snorted at him.
“Always the night in shining armour aren’t ya?” He slammed his bedroom door, leaving Richie standing in the hallway a sad expression on his face.
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