Three days felt like a year to Cheyenne.
Richie took her to the movies, out for dinner, they played board games at home anything to get her mind off the tests.
Cheyenne had to learn how to play the perfect actress everytime Jon called. She was scared of breaking down in tears and telling Jon everything. But he didn’t need her hysterical ravings he was busy and tired.
Jon sat in a corner of a bar in Nashville. He had one hell of a day and he missed home, Cheyenne to be exact.
He had a bar dinner and was half way down a bottle of wine. Just as Jon stood up to leave Big Kenny noticed him and walked over.
Kenny wasn’t sober anymore and Jon smiled at him as he sat down a buxom blond joining them at the table.
“This is….”
“Michelle.”
‘Oh yeah ….Michelle”
‘Hi Michelle nice to meet you.”
“Oh its my pleasure to meet you too.” Her eyes devoured Jon and he felt his skin crawl.
Michelle stood up to go to the bathroom.
Kenny was slumping on the table his eyes glassy.
“So your little lady at home?”
‘Yeah.”
“You have one sexy woman there Jon. She makes the men’s heads turn. You better look after her….”
“I guess it was meant as a compliment, thanx Kenny.” Jon felt his irritation rising but he suppressed it, the guy had a bit to much drink. He meant no harm.
“I know you know Richie since you were children, but you better keep your eye on him. His feelings run a bit deeper than friendship. He likes touching her every chance he gets. Hell the other night the guys almost killed me…when ” Kenny realised that he went a bit too far and shut his mouth blinking a bit nervously as he looked at Jon.
Jon sat up, feeling his stomach flip as Kenny suddenly stop in the middle of the sentence.
“What the fuck are you talking about?! The guys almost kill you? For what?”
“Listen I apologised to Cheyenne. It’s over and done my friend forget it.”
Jon was just about to kick the shit out of him when the blond came back.
Jon stood up, suddenly nauseous.
“Going so soon?” The woman was rubbing against him and it took all his willpower not to shove her away.
“Yeah I’m tired , I’m going to hit the hay.”
Kenny turned around, pointing his finger at Jon.
“You just remember what I said, you better keep an eye on your lady…there might be a bit more between her and your best friend than you know.”
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