Burned at Both Ends // Sequel

E I G H T E E N

I rip the note in half in frustration. I sigh and turn around to go to my room to when Ricky grabs my arm.

"Now that we're alone can we please talk?" He asks.

I pull my arm from his grip and stomp away.

"No!" I shout from my room as I slam the door shut.

I go on my phone and angrily text Sam.

Me: how could u do this?! you know how I feel about him!

Sam: I know, but honestly we're all getting tired of you guys fighting

Me: that doesn't matter! ugh Sam!

Sam: I'm sorry ok? I'll make it up to you tomorrow night, I'll take you out to a movie or we'll go shopping

I sigh and don't bother to answer her text. I decide to take a shower. If I'm going to be in the same house as Ricky for a while, might as well tease him.

I take a hot shower, washing myself down.

I wrap myself in a towel and comb my fingers through my hair.

I open the bathroom door and go down to the kitchen to grab a water bottle, but mostly tease the hell out of him.

I walk past Ricky as he eyes me up and down.

"Cheyenne," Ricky breathes.

"What?" I snap.

"Why are you walking around with just a towel?" Ricky asks.

"Because I can," I say as I notice a tent in his pants.

I grab my water and walk past him, giving his situation a small brush with my fingers.

I smirk to myself as I walk away.

"I-I'm gonna go take a shower," Ricky calls.

"A cold or hot one?" I ask my smirk evident in my tone.

"Shut up," Ricky chuckles.

I grab my crop top and a pair of high waisted shorts I get dressed and just throw my hair in a bun.

I go back downstairs to watch some Netflix. I put on Switched At Birth.

Ricky comes in the room.

"I know you don't want to talk, and I was thinking in the shower that we don't have to be friends but you should forgive me," Ricky rambles.

Anger is rose in my body.

I stand up in front of him.

"And why should I forgive you?! You fucking slapped me, pushed me down onto glass, you hurt me! And I'm just suppose to forgive you?!" I shout.

"I understand I hurt you-"

"No! I don't think you understand!" I scream. "You don't know the pain of having the guy you wanted to spend forever with, who you loved so fucking much that it hurt, cheat on you! You don't know the pain I went through, how vulnerable and weak I was, I was disgusted in myself, self loathing thinking somethings was wrong with me! Then you pop back into my life, woo me with all these apologies, make me fall for you all over again, say you love me, and still be dating that fucking whore! I fell for all your lies, I fell for all those I love you's I thought you did love me, I thought you cared about me, but you never did. It's always going to be Jessica. Why the fuck did you get back together with her!? Uhggg it doesn't even matter!! I'm just done!" I rant, as tears threaten to spill.

All that I was holding in has just come out.

Ricky stares at me, his facial expression unreadable.

"W-wow Cheyenne I'm really sorry of what I did to you.." Ricky says softly.

I let my tears spill as I fall to the couch.

Ricky hesitates but hugs me, and I don't push him away.

I cry into his shoulder, hugging him as close as possible to me.

I wipe my tears as I let out one last cry.

"I-I'm sorry Ricky," I say.

"For what? I should be apologizing over and over again," Ricky says.

"I'm just sorry, for yelling at you, I don't actually hate you," I admit.

"I know, and again I'm sorry for all that I put you through,"

I look into his eyes and smiled.

I hug him again and don't let go.

"God I missed you," Ricky speaks.

"I missed you too,"

"Can we be friends again?" Ricky asks.

"Yes, but fuck it up again and I won't give you anymore chances," I warn.

"I know, thank you,"

For the rest of the day we watch movies together, like we used to.