Cheyenne had quite a bit of pain, but the guys were around her like clucking hens, and she could only smile. They really tried to make everything as comfortable for her as possible.
It was a teary goodbye when Cheyenne said goodbye to her best friend, but the look on Stacey’s face when she handed her the cheque will stay with her forever.
At first she didn’t want to accept, but Cheyenne refused to take it back and when she gave her the reason why she gave her the money, she just smiled and gave her friend a huge hug, almost breaking the cracked ribs.
“Stace, I know you and Wayne want to get married. Now you have the funds to plan the wedding of your dreams, you can go on a kick ass honeymoon and do all the things you dreamt of doing in your house! I don’t need the money and I definitely don’t want it so please accept it and make all your dreams come true!”
Stacey promised to come visit as soon as it is possible for her to come down, and she promised to look after Shelby until she will be ready to come back to Cheyenne.
Jon kept a close eye on Cheyenne an immediately picked up on the pain she experienced. Richie didn’t leave her side for a moment. When the plane took of , Jon handed her some pain pills and a bottle of water to wash it down. Cheyenne was just too grateful for the pill to refuse them.
She experienced a lot of pain when she walked and she knew she looked awkward, but the reason why she walked like that troubled her the most. Jon and Richie tried to act casually about it but she could see it bothered them, to know they knew the reason why she walked with her legs a mile apart horrified her , to say the least.
She saw anger flashed in Jon’s eyes and she knew he thought about Mark and what he had done.
The doctor explained to them that Cheyenne would experience pain as soon as she started moving around, the stitches would cause her discomfort but it will get better as days go by. Cheyenne felt so embarrassed , looking at the guys listening to every word the doctor said. The thing that nearly killed Cheyenne was when the doctor advised her not to have intercourse for about six weeks. Her cheeks were flaming and she wished the earth would open up and swallow her! Richie looked very serious and looked at her See no sex for 6 weeks. Jon’s face took on a different expression and she could see that his mind was totally in the gutter, no where near the abstinence the doctor was telling them about.
Jon looked up suddenly and her bones melted…Oh God his eyes are two black pools!
The doctor advised her to go for a check up in six weeks time and she just nodded wanting this whole lecture to be over and done with.
Cheyenne lay her head back against the seat and closed her eyes. The guys were chatting to each other and she just wanted to hear Jon’s voice, stroking her senses.
She remembered the moment when she saw herself in the mirror. A stranger was staring at her. Her lip were swollen, her jaw had an ugly bluish colour and her one eye were nearly swollen shut, the same horrible colour as her jaw. Her body looked worse than her face, it was covered in cuts and bruises. She was still bleeding quite heavily and she knew that was another reason for the discomfort. Her back was raw and burned every time a piece of material touched her broken skin. She hoped her body would heal quickly and that everything will return to normal. She had quite a shock when the doctor informed her that it was a bit too early to determine if she would be able to have children. She hoped to God that they will give her the good news within 6 weeks time. Blue eyed boys and dark haired little girls flashed through her mind and she opened her eyes quickly trying to banish the thought from her mind.
The movement caught Jon’s attention and he kneeled next to her concern visible in his eyes.
“What’s wrong baby, pain pills not kicking in yet? Do you want something to drink or eat?”
Cheyenne stared into those brilliant blue eyes and she wished she had the courage to pull him closer and kiss those lips until they were swollen from passion. But the way Jon treated her these days made her a bit hesitant.
He didn’t even once touch her like he did when they were in Vegas. He treated her like a porcelain doll. He was very attentive and made sure she was comfortable, he gave her the occasional peck and light hug, but nothing as earth shattering as the time in Vegas.
Maybe the rape thing put him off? And I have to admit I don’t look too sexy either.
She stared into those skyblue eyes ”Coffee would be great thanx Jon.”
He stood up and ordered some coffee for her. Richie walked over and sat next to her, taking her hand in his.
“How ya feeling sweetheart? We still have a few hours left before we land, don’t you want to sleep a bit? Are you comfy?”
“Oh, I’m fine Rich. Jon just ordered me some coffee. By that time the pills should kick in.”
“You wanna give me some of those happy pills, honey?” his boyish grin made her heart fill up with love for him. He is such a great guy, it would be so easy to love him.
“Now, now Mr. Sambora don’t turn druggie on me. I need you awake and sober. Not high as a kite! Who am I gonna lean on if I’m tired and all achy?”
Richie laughed and kissed her hand, pulling her closer for a hug, making sure not to hurt her already bruised body.
Jon sat in his seat and followed the whole conversation. She enjoyed his company, if he even gets closer he can almost see her body stiffening up.
Fuck he just want to hold her and tell her everything was going to be ok! Everytime he looks at her bruised he feels a fist gripping his insides. He doesn’t even want to think about what she had gone through that night, how scared she was and that there was no one to help her…Shit it drives him insane!
Cheyenne drank her coffee and Richie sat with her, keeping her company. They were talking about Ava and how much he missed her. It wasn’t long before Cheyenne’s eyes started drooping. She laid her head on Richie’s shoulder and together they drifted off. There were times Jon felt like grabbing Richie by the scruff of the neck and kick his ass. But he knew Cheyenne needed to feel safe and obviously Richie provided that need.
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