I Changed Him

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Cheyenne was finally let out from the hospital. She sat in her wheelchair as she was pushed out to the car that was gonna pick her up. Sean stood there, waiting, happy to see Cheyenne again.

"This is what she needs to rub on her chest to reduce her pain, she can do that and this is the pain killer. Give her his every four hours." The nurse said. "Enjoy your day." Sean grabs the bag and pushes Cheyenne to the car and puts her in. He wraps the wheelchair up and puts it in the back. He gets in his side of the car and turns on the ignition, pulling out the parking lot.

Cheyenne looks out the window, sighing, wishing she died. She wanted to die, knowing that she killed he very own best friend, she was BEYOND guilty.

"So, feeling a little safer?" Sean asked, breaking the silence. Cheyenne pouts and pulls her hair out her face.

"I guess." She shrugs. Sean continues to drive and makes a right turn on Avenue 47. The rest of the drive was quiet. Once they parked in the driveway Sean pulls out the wheelchair, unfolds it, and helps Cheyenne sit on it. He closes the door and locks it and opens the front door and unlocks it, pulling Cheyenne up into the house.

There, Lola and Angus was there, worried half to death. Once Lola saw her daughter she hugged her tight.

"Cheyenne! My baby!" Lola cries. Angus's face wasn't set on Cheyenne, it was set on Sean.

"Are you behind this?" Angus asked. Sean glared evilly at Angus, pissed that he would even ask him that question.

"Hell no! I drove her back her right? So how the fuck am I behind this?" Sean scowled. Lola wipes a tear off her cheek and opened the door.

"Whether you did it or not, I need you to just leave for today." Lola said sadly. Sean happily grabbed his hat and put it on, heading out the door. He decided to deal a bit to get stress off his shoulders and went to Trevy's to deal. He opened the door and saw the same thing he always sees.

The house was full of smoke, and it always smelled like weed. Cocaine was being cut at the round table in the corner and the ragged chair was facing the little box tv. When Cory and Trevy set their eyes in Sean they grew pissed.

"Aye man, what chu want?" Cory asked, keeping it cool.

"I wanna deal nigga, what da fuck I be comin here fo?" Sean snarled. Cory and Trevy chuckled quietly to each other.

Sean pulled out some cocaine he had cooked and places it on the table. The next thing you know he was getting close to going back to his regular ways. Sean sold some powder and a block to five people, making about 684,020. He roughly stuffed the money in his pocket and nearly strangled his hair out.

"Man, is you stressed out or somethin, you really startin to piss me off." Trevy asked in a irritated tone.

"Fuck yeah! Cheyenne was shot!" Trevy and Cory hid their smiles, knowing the man that the got to do the job killed her. "Nah she in a damn wheelchair! Once I find out who tried to kill her imma gonna get it in dey asses!" Sean yells.

Cory and Trevy grew pissed. They thought the man had done what he was supposed to. He did, but didn't really finish. The money they spent wasn't even worth it, which made them even more pissed. Another thing that scares them was if Sean would kill them once he finds out who is responsible.

Cheyenne was stuck in the house for almost a week with nothing to do. At times she get a shocking pain in her chest from the surgery so she would take her pills and rub some of the medication on her. Angus decided to take Sara over to his house more often, just to be cautious in case anyone tries to attempt a kill from Cheyenne.

Cheyenne was going through the tough and so was Lola. Lola wasn't making enough money. Working full time at the hospital wasn't getting her anywhere but more struggle with staying close to her children and other things she needs to pay more attention on, so she decided to start job hunting, so once she gets another job where she can pay the bills easily could she can quit and go to the job she went for.

So she wanted to see if she could get into business. It was an easy job and you can work at home, so it was a full advantage.

Angus had only a month to go back to college. School was out for the summer and Cheyenne had graduated. Sean didn't because of his poor grades, so he had to go back to school for the second time at the age of 18. At this point, Sean just decided to stop even going to school and just be a normal young adult doing whatever he wants without waking up in the morning just to go to school and come back.

Sean was still staying with Cheyenne and Cheyenne suggested he needed a job. Cheyenne had a job and she was starting as soon as she was able to walk. She had a job at Fast, a fast food restaurant. She works as a cashier and at other times a waiter.

Cheyenne had already got a job set for Sean, a Barista at Kay's Koffee, just on the strip of Rocky Corners. Cheyenne couldn't wait to tell him. So when Sean was coming over a session in the backyard, he saw Cheyenne smiling sitting in a chair, looking at the computer.

"Sean, come over here! I have a big surprise for you!" Cheyenne claps. Sean was curious to know what Cheyenne was so excited about. He was tired after looking for the killer of Cheyenne with Trevy and Cory.

    "What?" He asked, pulling out a chair and sitting next to her.

   "How do you feel about being a Barista?" Cheyenne asked, excitedly. Sean raises an eyebrow and squinted. Once he saw what this was all about he immediately got out of the chair.

    "Nothin, I don't wanna be no damn Barista!" Sean shouted. Cheyenne still kept the smile on her face. She didn't want Sean staying here and not having a responsibility. After all, he has been staying for a month, so he does need some kind of chore to do.

    "You are starting tomorrow at 6:30." Cheyenne said, clicking on another tab.

   "Dammit Cheyenne! Seriously?" Cheyenne nods, and still keeps her focus on her computer.

   "You need a job. Yeah I may not be your mother, but you can't be staying in this house for the rest of your life." Sean pouts and grabs his gun.

   "Imma go do a 377." Sean said, stressed out. A 377 is a shootout. He mostly for revenge and for fun with Trevy and Cory.

   "With Trevy and Cory?" Cheyenne asked, standing up.

   "Yep." Sean said. Cheyennes face saddened. She knew that Sean was slowly back to his habits, guessing after he started looking for the shooter of Cheyenne, he was starting to bring his gun and shot nearly anyone at a shootout who would even saw a thing, or even a sound.

   "Sean, I think you should stay here." Sean rolls his eyes and looks a Cheyenne with a bland look.

   "I'm not gonna smoke, imma just gonna look do that damn killer! God damn!" Sean shouts. He was growing irritated fast, and he was beginning to develop a short, horrible temper, all because of one thing.

    He's back in the hood.