Love is a Broken Window | Cricky [C]

23 | Eventually

| Ricky's POV |

Fuck, my face hurt like Hell. Jani had no sense of remorse. Does he ever? To add insult to injury, Chris and Shiloh walked on the bus. They were holding hands and kissing all over each other.

I wish I had that. I mean, I do, but it comes at a cost. They give their love freely to one another, no charge. It was kind of obvious they had just been naughty. Their clothes and hair were messy.

"Babe, you should eat." Chris told Shiloh.

"I'm not hungry." He muttered.

"Sweetie, you haven't eaten today." Chris frowned.

Shiloh shrugged. "Well I'm not hungry, that's why."

Chris sighed, then turned his attention to the door as it opened. Ghost was the only one to come on. He looked at me, sitting on the couch, in Jani's lap, and he wasn't happy. Then he turned towards the other two.

"I heard you two." He said.

"I thought you went to lunch with the others?" Chris asked.

"Decided to stay here. Glad I did, I discovered someone has really cute moans." Ghost muttered, and as he walked past Shiloh, he pinched his ass.

Shock washed over Shiloh's face. Chris was obviously fuming, but he didn't make a move. He didn't, but someone did. Jani pushed my legs off his lap and stood up. He grabbed Ghost by the front of his vest, slamming him against the wall.

"You've got a real problem keeping your paws off of other peoples' property, don't you?" Jani barked.

"Hey, hey." Chris spoke, putting an arm between the two. "I wouldn't exactly use the word property, but sadly, I can't believe this, I'm agreeing with Jani. Devin, you need to stop trying to fuck other peoples' boyfriends."

He snit. "Whatever. Shiloh and Ricky both don't seem to mind it. It's not my problem, if you both can't satisfy your men."

Ghost walked back to the bunks area. Chris closed the door that lead to there, obviously pissed. He then fell on the couch, sighing.

"I'm sorry about last night. We should... talk when we get time alone." He mumbled. "This is more than a love triangle. It's a love octagon." He chuckled.

I laughed. "It's okay, Chris. Shit happens. We'll figure this all out, eventually."

"Eventually?"

"Eventually. Good things take time."