Choni One Shots

The Day After I Killed Myself

Super short one shot at 1,003 words. Toni's POV

TW: mentions of suicide

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The day after I killed myself, I found my uncle cleaning out my bedroom. Throwing all of my belongings into trash bags to put outside on the curb. I wasn't surprised by his actions. He even crumpled up my note and threw it away. He always hated me. I knew he would probably not tell anyone, other than an ambulance, or the cops, so I sent an email to my friends, as well. Telling them how sorry I was.

The day after I killed myself, I went over to Sweet Pea's trailer where Fangs and Jughead were huddled in his living room. They were all crying for me, looking at all of the pictures we took together. I left his place, finding Hot Dog walking around with a stick in his mouth. I tried to play with fetch with him, but I saw the empty look in his eyes when he couldn't see me.

The day after I killed myself, I went to the Whyte Wyrm, where FP was giving a speech in my honor. He was already planning the funeral, as my uncle refused. Everyone raised a drink up for me, in remembrance.

The day after I killed myself, I walked through the hallways of Riverdale High, where I had recently started school. Someone had set up a memorial at my locker, full of pictures with me and my friends, as well as hand made cards and flowers. This confused me. No one at this school liked me. What confused me even more was the cries I heard coming from the girls bathroom.

The day after I killed myself, I found Cheryl Blossom holding a crumpled up picture of me in her hands as she cried. I didn't understand why until I heard her say, "If you had just given me one more day, Toni. One more. I should have told you sooner. Maybe you would still be here. I-I loved you." She loved me? I've barely spoken to the girl and she loved me? I'll admit, I definitely had feelings for her, but I never thought she liked me back.

The day after I killed myself, I went to my parents grave. We talked about everything they had missed since they died when I was little. All of the shit I put up with while living with my uncle. We talked about my friends and the Serpents. We talked about how disappointed they were with me, in the fact that I took my own life, even if they were glad to see me. It wasn't supposed to be this way.

The day after I killed myself, I went to the morgue to try to unkill myself. But my body wasn't there. I walked down every hallway of the hospital before finding a door that said 'A. Topaz' and walked in. There I was, hooked up to every machine possible. I wasn't dead, was I? A nurse and a doctor came in, looking at my file. "Well, she's still alive. She was found just in time, too. Let's hope she wakes up soon," was all the doctor said before they left.

The day after I killed myself, I regretted everything I had done. Here I was, sitting in a chair, next to my body, listening to machines beep. Word must have gotten around that I was alive because FP and the boys came by, looking incredibly shocked. They were saying that they were glad I made it, and something about a fisherman finding me at the river. I thought it was too late for anyone to be out.

The day after I killed myself, so many people stopped by my hospital room. I was shocked and in tears at the amount of love everyone had for me. I had no idea. Cheryl was the last one to come by. She sat next to my body as I stood at the foot of the bed. I couldn't stop staring at her. She was crying, sobbing. She reached out a shaking pale hand to tuck hair behind my ear before she finally started speaking. "Toni, I am so sorry that you're here. I hope that you come back to everyone. You are the light in this dark town, in my dark life. I'm sorry I never told you how I felt about you, but please come back so that I can."

The day after I killed myself, I felt my spirit being pulled back into my body. The day after I killed myself, I was alive again. I breathed in a deep breath and opened my eyes as the redhead of my dreams started to stand up and leave.

"Cheryl."

She turned back around to face me. "Toni? You're alive!" She knelt down next to me.

"I am. I'm sorry I tried to leave. Why are you here? I thought you hated me?"

Cheryl grabbed my hand, kissing the back of it before saying, "I never hated you. If anything I envied you and how close you were with your friends, and how easily you got along with everyone."

"I was at the school this morning." Cheryl gave me a weird, confused look. "It's hard to explain, but my spirit was there. I saw you crying in the bathroom and I heard what you said. And I...I think I might love you, too."

I tried my best to scoot over a little in the bed before patting my hand on it and looking at the redhead. "Sit with me?"

She stood up and gently sat down, afraid she would hurt me. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I was trying to come up with some big, over the top thing." She giggled that adorable giggle.

"I'm kind of glad you didn't go over the top, I'm not a huge fan. But I'm sure I would have enjoyed it." I grabbed her hand and intertwined our fingers. This was the best feeling.

The day after I killed myself, I was alive.