Burned at Both Ends // Sequel

T W E N T Y

"Psst, psst, wake up!" I hear a whisper.

I groan and roll over to feel a body, Ricky's body.

I open my eyes to see Ricky grinning down at me.

"Wake up, I wanna take you out today," Ricky says.

I grumble and close my eyes falling back asleep.

"Wake up or I'll go back with Jessica," Ricky laughed.

Anger rose through me. He shouldn't joke about that, especially now that he just got me back.

I roll my eyes at him and I get out of bed slamming the bathroom door shut.

I pee and brush my hair. I exit the bathroom to find Ricky in front of the mirror.

I need to get at my moisturizer. I just push him out of the way.

Ricky sighs and comes up behind me and hugs me, I try to shrug him off but he won't move.

"Okay making that joke, too early," Ricky states.

I just sigh nodding, staring at him through the mirror.

"Look I'm sorry, it was a joke to get you up that's all, I won't ever go back to her," Ricky speaks slowly making sure I hear every word.

I sigh and turn around.

"Promise?" I pout.

"Promise," Ricky says taking my hand in his.

He kisses my hand and smiles. He glances down at my tattoo.

"When did you get this?"

"After I moved, I just needed something to remind me of you, other then heartbreak of course," I say.

"Forever and always," Ricky mumbles to himself.

"Well if all that reminds you of me is heartbreak and that saying, I should give you something else then," Ricky says going to his box of loose pictures and I'm guessing important stuff.

I look at him as he takes out the necklace he gave me on my birthday two years ago.

"You still have it," I gasped.

"I was keeping it, just in case I got another chance to give it to you," Ricky smiles sweetly at me.

I blush as he turns me around facing the mirror, and moves my hair to the side. He kisses my neck softly before putting on me.

I smile at him through the mirror as he kissing my cheek.

"Oh god Cheyenne I missed you so bad," Ricky speaks.

"I missed you too," I say.

Ricky turns me back around and puts his lips to mine. I kiss back as his tongue glides across my bottom lip.

I let him in as our tongues battle for dominance. The kiss started to get heated as Ricky picks me up and sits my on the dresser.

"Hey the guys we were thinking-whoa," Sam enters the room.

I pull away as my faces goes red.

"I uh, am I interrupting?" Sam smirks at me.

"N-"

"Kind of," Ricky cuts me off.

I slap his arm and I get down from the dresser. He just pouts at me.

"No you weren't interrupting, what were you gonna say?"

"The guys were thinking of going out for breakfast," Sammy says.

"Sure we'll be down in 10,"

Sam leaves the room and I turn to Ricky.

"Babe she was interrupting," Ricky whines.

I just grin as I kiss his quickly before changing.

Ricky gets dressed next as I do my make up.

We head downstairs and all the guys eyes were on us whilst wiggling their eyebrows.

"What?" I ask.

"Oh we just heard you guys were having and I quote "a super hot steamy make out session"," Balz says.

"Sam!" I scold.

"What? I couldn't help it!" Sam laughs.

I just laugh too.

We leave the house to head to some restaurant that is suppose to be great.

When we get there girls surrounded us wanting the guys numbers. Because they're so fucking hot, at least that's what one of the girls says along with screaming at them.

I started to feel self conscious, all the girls were super hot, bottle shaped body, good sized breasts and bum.

I even noticed Ricky staring.

I sigh as me and Sam make eye contact.

We leave the guys and go sit down at a table.

"Ricky was looking at those girls!" I exclaim letting my anger out.

"What? He's with you! He shouldn't be looking," Sam scowls.

"Ugh," I mutter.

After a good ten minutes the guys finally decide to join us.

"So how many girls got your number?" I ask attitude in my tone towards Ricky.

He just looks at me confused.

"Don't think I didn't see you looking at them, their breasts, I bet you want them, how many got your number huh?" I ask standing up.

"Cheyenne," Ricky says calmly.

"I'm not hungry," I mumble walking out.

"Wait Cheyenne!" Ricky calls after me.

I walk out of the diner and towards the car. He grabs my arm spinning me around and he kisses me. The kiss lingers for a bit before he pulls away.

"You wanna know how many girls got my number?" He asks.

"H-how many?" I ask dreading hearing the answer.

"A whole zero," Ricky says.

"What?"

"I'm with you, I'm not gonna give some slut my number," Ricky scoffs.

"But that doesn't justify you looking," I bring that up.

"I'm a guy, it's a guys natural instinct to look, doesn't mean I was attracted to it," Ricky pauses. "I'm only attracted to you,"

He says as he gropes my ass.

I giggled and I squirm away from him.

I kiss him as we go back into the restaurant.

"I'm sorry I stormed out I just needed air," I apologize.

We finish our meal and head back home.

"So what are we gonna do for the rest of the day?" I ask.

"Wellllll we were thinking about throwing a pool party," Devin says gesturing to the pool outback.

"Sweet,"

"And it'll give you an opportunity to meet and make friends here," Chris pipes in.

"This'll be fun,"