~10|Wasting away in my own misery~

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Ghost walked up to me as soon as Ricky left, looking at me with concern all over his face.

"What happened?" He said softly, sitting down in one of the chairs. I sighed and sat down next to him, putting my socks and boots on. "We had sex...hot, angry, sex. It was almost like...like a hate fuck. He left, after saying he still loved me."

"Well that's a good thing, right?" He said with an awkward smile. "No. He told me he couldn't get back with me, he said that before we had sex. Fuck, it hurts." I sighed, slumping down in the chair. "And the huge bite mark on your neck doesn't?"

"You're joking." I said bluntly, cursing when he wasn't. "What the fuck?" I groaned, tilting my head to the side and looking in the camera on my phone to see a massive bite mark, with small drops of dried up blood surrounded by purple and black bruises.

"At least you had some fun." Ghost said before his face turned green. "Oh yeah. So much...actually, it happened right where you're sitting." Ghost yelped and hopped up, looking awkward and grossed out. I burst out laughing, bending over slightly with tears rolling down my face.

"Your fucking face!" I snickered, wiping my eyes and looking at him with a carefree smile. "Ghost...I wanna get the gang back together."
"What? Are you being serious?!"
"Deadly."

Ghost looked at me like I'd lost my mind but shrugged and an evil grin grew on his face. "Then let's fucking do it. It's been how long now, 11 years?"
"Yeah..."

"But what would we do? Because that thing we had before wasn't exactly a gang."
"That's a good point...fuck I don't know." I sighed, sitting down and putting my head in my hands. "Maybe we should just focus on the tour, okay? We need to be packed up and ready by 7 tomorrow morning."

"Alright. Does this mean you're all leaving?"
"The others already left and Vinny's waiting for me outside. I'll see you tomorrow." He said smiling at me before he walked out. I didn't move, I looked around the room and felt that fucking hole slowly open up again.

I shouldn't have seen him, I shouldn't have fucked him. I just couldn't help myself, and now I'm wasting away in misery. The sound of my phone ringing distracted me from the pain and I sighed in relief before answering it. "Chris?"

"Ricky!?" I pretty much shouted in shock.
"I-I need somewhere to stay...I-I don't wanna be here I-I don't feel safe."
"Do you want me to come and get you and the kids?"
"N-no I'll walk."
"Alright I'll see you in a few..."

Inside I was freaking out. Ricky was coming back home, maybe it was only temporarily, but that wasn't the point. He was coming back. He'd called me first, and he said he still loved me. So maybe we'd end up getting back together.

After he'd hung up, I ran inside and cleaned up, putting the coffee on when the door knocked. I took a deep breath and opened it, looking at Ricky who had the kids in his arms. Justin and Ange were behind him with arm fulls of bags.

Ricky lifted his head and I growled at the black eye he had. "What happened?"
"L-later.." he said softly, walking in. Ange and Justin followed him, going upstairs to drop the bags off.

I grabbed Dani and Damian off of Ricky and smiled at them before putting them in their play pen thing, and pulling Ricky into my arms. He started crying against my chest, clinging onto me as tightly as he could. "What happened?"
"O-one of the n-neighbours f-found out who I-I was and s-said he'd kill Dani and Damian...t-then when I s-shouted at him, h-he hit me."

"Who?" I snarled, pushing him back slightly to look into his pain filled eyes. Ange came down and pulled me outside. "Go get ready. I know what you're like, we're going to that jackass." A dark smile grew across my face as I ran inside and hurriedly put a clean pair of socks on, stepping into my boots and rushing upstairs.

I quickly put one of my shirts on before grabbing my jacket and running downstairs. Ricky looked at me before he hugged me, hiding his face in my chest. "Don't do anything stupid, please."
"I'm not. I'm giving that bastard what he deserves."

Ricky sighed and pulled away, walking off before I walked out and met up with Ange.

"Let's fucking do this."

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