“Where’s Richie?”
Tico looked at him a bit uncomfortably.
“He took Cheyenne to the doctor.”
Jon turned around without saying a word, but David didn’t miss the bulging of his
fists.
Cheyenne lay on the table, Richie holding her hand as they stared at the screen.
“So its official then. There are definitely twins Miss Roberts.”
He switch the sound on and sound of the babies heartbeats rushing like running horses brought a big smile on her face as well as Richie’s.
“Their heartbeats sound very strong. So I foresee no problems in the near future, but remember carrying twins comes with a risk. So take good care of yourself, rest enough, eat a balanced diet and let your body do the rest.”
He prescribed her some pain tablets that she could use when the pain becomes unbearable and tablets to relieve the worst morning sickness.
Tico and David were at her side the moment they stopped.
‘Everything ok with the Bongiovi twins?”
“Shhh! David not so loud!” She slapped him playfully on the arm.
“What did the doc say, honey?”
Richie’s smile almost reached his ears.
“Man! This was so fucking cute. I could hear the babies heartbeats! It was so fast …aaaaw man!”
“Oh shit someone is getting all broody now.”
Richie flipped him the finger.
“Well you guys if he asks. I’m going to lie down.”
She reached the cottage and lay down on the bed. Her stuff was packed and she was good to go. Just to get the guts to tell the guys she’s leaving.
She told them later that day, they were all up in arms, ready to drag Jon’s ass
over so they could sort things out.
‘I’ll be ok guys really. I think we need this time apart, maybe it will clear his head and make him see things more clearly. I’ll be in touch, I promise.”
She left without seeing Jon again.
Jon walked into the studio, picking up on the guy’s morbid mood. Nobody talked, they each had their instruments, Richie picking at his guitar, Tico just hitting it out and Dave playing a sad tune.
‘Who pissed in your breakfast this morning?”
“She’s gone.”
Jon’s hair stood on end and he paled.
“Yeah, thanx to you she left this morning.”
“She’ll be back.”
“If you treated me like you treated Cheyenne, there will be a snowballs chance in hell I’ll come back.”
“What the fuck about me? You screwed her behind my back and I’m the bad guy? No fucking way!”
“I didn’t sleep with her for God’s sake. That woman would give her life for you. She adores you and you trample all over her.”
“Jon I know this has nothing to do with me. But give her a few days, call her and sort this thing out. Life is short buddy. And if you don’t get your shit together you are going to lose out on a lot of things.” Tico gave him a brotherly slapped him on the shoulder.
Jon didn’t quite understand what he meant but somehow he had the idea Tico tried to tell him something.
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