Whole situation with Richie and Blue drove Chester absolutely insane. But he loved Richie more than nearly anyone, that man was like a brother to him. Not only would he give his life for Richie but they’d been ride or die buddies since they were babies. So seeing him with Blue, even when they were younger, pissed him off beyond belief. Blue was so wrong for Richie. Wrong family, wrong attitude, wrong everything. It would’ve been so much better for Richie to be with Poppy—some who Ches knew would treat him with love and respect. Unlike Blue, who was a life siphoning leech that Ches wanted to beat the shit out of every time he saw that spoiled, enabling, pretty boy face. But he needed to talk to his cousin about this or it would eat him up even more. He showed up to Richie’s place, praying Blue wasn’t there. He wheeed up to the door and knocked, waiting for his lovable idiot cousin to answer.