Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Chapter 34

They got in the car. The air was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
Cheyenne moved to the opposite seat, so she could see Jon’s face.

“Are you always so abrupt and bossy around your band? You didn’t even give me a chance to say bye to them! What’s your problem Jon?”

“Do you always flirt with every man you meet? God if I didn’t drag you out there you and Richie would have probably fucked each other on the pool table!”

Cheyenne gasped and looked at Jon, shocked at his attack on her.

“OMG, you are impossible! All men are the same. You chat or smile at a man and you’re an instant slut! Richie was teaching me how to play pool you jackass! “

“No he was rubbing his dick against your ass. There is a difference you know..and by the way I am paying you to fuck me and not the whole band. If you feel like fucking Richie I suggest he wait his turn. I paid for 3 days and that’s what I’m gonna get. After that you can do as you please.”

Cheyenne felt like she had been slapped in the face. What the hell was Jon thinking of her?, she felt tears pricking her eyes and blinked. This is a part of Jon she didn’t like. But she will never let him see just how much he hurt her with his words.

She looked up at him and answered sweetly.

“Sure Jon. I understand. I’ll let Richie know that we would just have to wait until the 3 days are over.’

And with that she turned her head and looked out the window.

Jon felt like someone hit him with a fist right into his gut.

Why did he have to be such a fucking ass. His jealousy is getting out of control and now he is treating her like shit. He didn’t miss the tears in her eyes, but he never expected her to give him that kind of answer. Was she serious, did Richie actually said something to her? Does she like Richie more than him? Fuck this is ripping him apart. He is gonna kill Richie for fucking with his girl, they always had the understanding, that they don’t share any girls even if the affair is over. This girl is messing with his head and his sanity. He just wanted to pulled her to him and kiss all the hurt away. Mark treats her like shit and now I treat her like that as well. FUCK.

Cheyenne sat there staring out the window. Her heart was bleeding and it felt like she was dying. She couldn’t believe Jon just said that to her. Richie is just a great friend , but I’ll be damned if I will give him the satisfaction of explaining that to him. Let him wonder about this Richie thing. I’ll just have to speak to Richie soon…and explain the situation.

Jon stared at her occasionally and she just ignored the stares she received from him.

They reached the hotel and she got out first and walked towards the elevators, ignoring Jon.

Once she was inside she went to the bathroom. Put on her bikini, took a towel and headed for the door. She felt Jon grabbed her arm and pulled her back against him.

“Where do you think you’re going, and dressed like that?”

“Where do you think I’m going dressed like this? To church? Please Jon I thought you were an intelligent man..”

“It’s never a good idea to piss me off ,honey.”

He pulled her against him and ravaged her mouth until she felt her bottom lip splitting. She pushed against Jon’s chest and he let her go. She licked the blood from her lip and stared at Jon, shaking her head…

“You are all the same. Get upset and take it out on the girl. You paid $1 million to fuck me Jon not to abuse me.”

She turned around and walked out the door. Leaving Jon standing in the middle of the room with a huge hard on.

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