I Changed Him

Closer

Cheyenne wakes up and finds Sean peacefully sleeping on the other couch. She rolls her eyes and decided to cook eggs for herself. She sprinkles a bit of salt in the yolk and black pepper. She then turns the heat to eight and cooks it, slicing the eggs while at it.

"What smells so good?" Sean asks, rising from his sleep. His voice was still raspy.

"It's called eggs, and your not getting any." Sean scrunches up his face and watches the plate lay there on the table. He takes a seat in front of the plate and watches her sit down.

"Can I please get some. I need tah get home, I can't do anythang on a empty stomach."

"No, fix it yourself or get out." Sean pouts and stares at the stove.

"I don't know how to cook." He says, washing his hands at the sink.

"Crack the eggs, put your spices cook and that's it, it ain't even that complicated." Sean grabs a eggs and cracks it on the countertop.

"Sean, no, you crack in on the side of the bowl." Cheyenne throws the cracked egg away and grabs another. "Look." Cheyenne cracks the egg in the side of the bowl and the yolk comes out. "Now you try."

Sean grabs an egg and smiles. Cheyenne sits back down and eats her eggs. Sean turns on the stove to nine and puts the pan in the stove. He pours the eggs on the pan and lets it cook. He forgot something: the olive oil.

The next thing you know, there is fire in the pan.

"SEAN!!" Cheyenne jumps from her seat and runs to the stove. "HOLY SHIT!" Sean was there, froze in place. Cheyenne quickly grabs an extinguisher and sprays all the foam on the fire. After, Cheyenne wipes off the sweat from her forehead.

"Sorry." Cheyenne chuckles.

"You forgot the damn Olive oil dumb ass. You need to go to cooking class." Cheyenne puts her plate in the sink and shows Sean the now burnt eggs. "Look at this shit! It's literally black!" Cheyenne grabs a plate and splats it on the plate. "Eat it."

"Eat burnt food?-who the fuck do you think I am?" Sean asks, thinking Cheyenne lost her mind while she was sleeping.

"I think your the dumb ass who almost burnt the damn house down...so eat the damn eggs." Cheyenne says in a threatening, stern tone. It works on Sean. He sat and he tried his best not to puke up black smoke. Cheyenne grabs a freshener and sprays the kitchen.

"I'm done." Sean said, with a stuffed mouth.

"Swallow it." Cheyenne throws away the dirty, smoky rag. Sean forces it down and rushes to the cabinets for water. Cheyenne smirks and puts the plate in the sink to wash it.

Sean took a shower and borrowed some of Angus's clothes. He puts on a wide beater and shorts with his Jordans and goes into Cheyennes room. She just finished dressing and was watching no other than sponge bob again. Cheyenne wore a black long sweater and shorts with her red converses as always.

Cheyenne tried her best to keep her eyes on the tv but her eyes were locked on no other than Sean's body. Sean was kind of muscular but not too built. He had tattoos raining down his arm and around his neck he wore a gold chain.