Chapter 72

“It happened after we met you guys. He came back from a boys’ night out…”

“Yeah, it’s ok honey…”

Cheyenne felt her heart started hammering in her chest and she felt like something was cutting off her airways….Jon saw her reaction .

“Cheyenne look at me, what happened? Did he beat you up?”

“Well, not exactly.. Oh God…I was in the bath when he came home. I got out and when I passed him he grabbed me and threw me on the bed….”

Her eyes were huge . She was reliving that night and it felt like hell was breaking lose all over again. She couldn’t look Jon in the eyes and tears started streaming down her face.

“He threw you on the bed …and rape you? Fuck baby, why did you stay with him? He treated you like hell? Did your body looked like it did know? Bruises, bitemarks and cuts? Fucking hell, he did that to you because you met us? Is he crazy?”

“H…he said he would show me how men treated sluts. I had bruise marks, but no bite marks or cuts…This is the worst he ever hurt me.”

“Did you bleed as well? He’s been fucking you up for quite a while now.”

Jon’s eyes were cold and hard. Cheyenne felt fear crawling in her veins.

“I’m going to make us some coffee, be back now.”

He turned and walked out of the room. When he reached the kitchen he found Richie sitting at the table drinking coffee.

“You still up buddy? Couldn’t sleep?”

“Shit bro if I close my eyes I see her body all black and blue lying on the bathroom floor.I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to sleep again.”

“Yeah she had a terrible nightmare, so we had a little chat. I think Mark didn’t suffer enough for what he did..”

“Fuck Jon I think you took away his ability to have children. I think he suffered some.”

‘Richie, this is not the first time he raped her, she told me tonight. It happened after the girls met us. He was so fucking jealous and when he got back home all drunk and shit he raped her. I just had to get out of the room, I do ‘t know how she survived all this shit for so long.”

“He raped her before, holy God! How long has he been hitting her? We should have killed the bastard.”

Jon made the two coffees and went back upstairs. Cheyenne was sitting in the bed, staring at the tv. Her head turned the moment he walked in.

The smile she gave him melted all the anger and hate he felt, away. She took the coffee from him and they drank in silence. The circles around her eyes were getting darker and he knew she needed a good night’s rest. He handed her a sleeping pill and went to his bedroom to get a comfy pants to sleep in. He never slept with anything on but he knew he had to put something on, he didn’t dare to sleep in the nude.

When he walked in the room he saw Cheyenne lying down, her eyes getting heavier with sleep. She gave him one of her heart stopping smiles and lifted her cast in the air, motioning for him to come closer and get into bed with her.

He crawled in and gathered her into his arms. She came willingly and he felt her snuggling into his chest.

She really has a thing for my fur.

He lifted her chin with one finger and pressed his lips on hers. His tongue playing hide and seek. She opened her mouth to him and he thrust inside tasting her sweetness. He felt himself getting hard and he pulled back.

Whoa Jon she doesn’t need a horny bastard right now!

She sighed and made herself comfortable…their legs entwined and it was the last thing Cheyenne remembered.

Jon watched a movie and felt her rhythmic breathing against his chest. She was asleep at last.