Love is a Broken Window | Cricky [C]

20 | Punished

| Ricky's POV |

Chris and I haven't spoken since the Cleveland show. As far as I know, he hasn't said anything to Ghost either. Living in such a small space like this, it was awkward to say the least.

We were already parked at the venue in Chicago. I laid awake, hearing the guys talk under their breath. At least Vinny, Balz, Josh, and Ryan can still be happy and enjoy tour. There was a knock at the door. I was tired, and I didn't care much about who it was, so I started to fall back asleep.

Imagine my fucking surprise when I was yanked out of the bunk! Ghost had a top bunk too, so the fall hurt like a fucking bitch! Damn it!

"What the fuck?" I groaned as I looked up, seeing a set of leather boots.

I followed them up striped pants, a ripped black shirt, all the way up to his angered face framed by black and bright green hair. "How could you do this to me?" Jani yelled. "I flew here to surprise you because I missed you. I get off the plane, and it's all over Twitter!"

I sat up, leaning my back against the wall. "What is?" I asked as I rubbed my neck.

He put his phone screen in my face. Pictures of Devin and I making out on stage... right, that happened. There were also plenty of pictures of when he grinned against me, and when Chris almost kissed me.

"I can explain." I said. "Can you please, just step into the back lounge so the guys don't interrupt?"

He grumbled, stepping over me. I stood up and followed him into the back room, locking the door. Jani crossed his arms as he stared at me. "Well? I'm waiting." He snapped.

I sighed. "Jani, Baby, I've just been so lonely without you. I kept having those nightmares and Ghost was the one to comfort me."

"That doesn't give you and excuse to make out with him!" He growled. "I told you to stay away from you! Even if he was comforting you, what about Chris?"

"I haven't talked to him since that happened. I wasn't expecting him to do that."

"Did you fuck Ghost?" He bluntly asked.

"What?" I gasped.

"Did you fuck Ghost?" Jani repeated, a little louder this time.

"I, um, I gave him head. That's it." I replied. I strangely felt guilty about this. "I'm so sorry, Baby. It's not going to happen again, I promise!"

"It better not, but I won't let this go, Ricky. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't walk out the door for good."

"I love you, Jani. If that isn't reason enough, I will do anything!" I begged. I really didn't want to loose him. I did still love him.

"Show me how much you love me. Get on your knees. Now."

So I did. Jani sat down on the couch, and I knew what he wanted next. I unbuckled his pants, pulling out his cock. Oh yeah, that monster has hurt me before. Jani grabbed me by my hair. His way of forcing me to go a little faster. I started going down on him.

God, I wasn't even fully awake yet. Jani tilted his head back out of pleasure. "Up." He instructed.

I stood up. Because he did literally pull me out of bed, I was only in my boxers. Which, soon I wasn't even wearing that. Jani ran his hand through my hair, getting a tight grip on my hair. "This is for my pleasure. Don't you dare come, whores don't deserve orgasms. You understand me?"

I looked straight in his eyes. They were so angry. I swallowed my fear. "Yes, Sir."