Jon was in a terrible mood the rest of the day he snapped at everyone even at Cheyenne. She was close to tears.
Is this how my last day is going to be? What the hell have I done wrong? God I always fall in love with the guys who hurt me the most. I’m so fucking screwed.
Richie could handle Jon being full of shit with them, but to Cheyenne! He would not fucking tolerate it! The poor girl is close to tears. Why is he such an ass?
Cheyenne stood up and walked out, she just needed some breathing space and time to pull herself together, she will not cry in front of Jon she will not give him the satisfaction.
“You know you are a fucking asshole, Jon? You treat this girl like shit. I don’t know you like this, you used to have respect for woman. You have a good one here, but keep on treating her like shit and you’re gonna lose her.”
“Oh, as if you worry about me losing her, you would be too glad to run after her and wipe the tears away. Go fuck yourself Richie and let me be. This is between Cheyenne and me.”
Richie threw his hands in the air , shook his head and walked away.
Tico and Dave looked at each other. They knew Richie and Jon got into fights regularly , but never over a woman There was something brewing in the air, and it wasn’t good.
Cheyenne was standing and looking at all the people passing by. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned around.
“I’m so sorry darlin’, Jon is a bastard!”
“Richie what have I done wrong?”
She walked into his open arms and the tears started falling. He felt so warm and her muscles relaxed against him. He stroked her hair and her back. Her sobs started to subside and he could hear her hiccupping. His heart was breaking for this beautiful girl.
“You love him, don’t ya sweetie?”
Cheyenne kept her head on his chest and nodded. She kept her arms around his waist, not wanting to let go just yet.
They stood like that for a while. Cheyenne realised she soaked Ritchie’s shirt, and gave a little embarrassed laugh.
“You are all wet, I’m sorry Richie. What am I going to do without you, I’m gonna miss you. I’ll call you sooner than you think!”
“I’ll be there darlin’, I’ll be there.”
She didn’t pick up on the change in Richie’s voice. Jon was standing in the doorway, looking at the couple in front of him.
Jon wanted to rip them apart but the look on Richie’s face, told him to leave them the fuck alone. He turned around and walked away. His heart was ripped to pieces. He lost her, he knew it and he could blame no one but himself
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