Now and Forever

the only chapter

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆　Cheryl　 ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

The enormous tear in my skin was leaking loads of blood onto my incredibly expensive, white skirt. Great. The knife tore through my skirt and my skin. That'll teach me never to go to the Southside on "business" ever again. I sat in my bathroom trying to figure out what to do. Blood seeping from my skin was everywhere including on the shag rug that I had purchased only five days before this quite gruesome incident. I've never been adverse to a bit of blood, especially not if it's my own, but this was a little too much, even for me. The knife had gone deep into my upper thigh which caused excruciating pain, but more importantly left a huge gash in my skin that was, no doubt, going to leave a nasty looking scar.

I sat on the floor with my skirt pulled up, examining the cut, racking my brain on what to do. I lifted the usually white, now red, towel from the gash to have a peek. I immediately felt like puking as I looked at the atrocious scene displayed on my leg. I pulled my skirt up even further to find that my angelic white underwear had been soaked almost entirely in blood. I cringed and picked up my phone, prepared to go on an extensive internet search. What to do when you're bleeding out and don't want to go to the hospital because then they'll call your mother and your mother will question you as to why you went to the Southside when you were strictly forbidden from ever entering that side of town. Just as I picked up my phone, as if she had sensed my urgency, Toni called.

Ah, Toni Topaz. The girl I am mercilessly and irrevocably in love with. The girl who has made it apparent on more than one occasion that we're, simply, best friends. She's never said that we couldn't be more but, on the other hand, she hasn't done anything to show me that she's even the slightest bit interested in me which I suppose I understand. I haven't done anything to show her the way I feel either. Trust me, I want to tell her how I feel. How I want to run my fingers through her gorgeous pink locks, how I want to trace her perfect mocha colored curves with more than just my eyes, how I wish to kiss those amazingly luscious lips that she is ever so lucky to possess. I think about how she pulls on my heartstrings twenty four seven but have never been able to work up the courage to tell her how I feel.

"Hey, TeeTee." I answered, holding my phone with my bloodied hands very delicately as I didn't fancy the idea of the blood gushing out of my leg coating my phone.

"Hey, babes." Toni's sweet voice rang into my ear. Babes. Toni loves calling me babes which melts my heart. That, and when she says "Sup, gorgeous". Everything Toni does makes my body go numb but when she calls me these sweet names, I feel as if I am physically imploding.

I smiled and bit my lip wishing that overwhelming pain wasn't consuming me so that I could respond with something sweet right back. But, unfortunately, the overwhelming ache was immeasurable. With heavy breaths I began speaking again. "So, what's up?" I looked down at my leg and cringed at it's vulgar looking state.

"I was just calling to see how you're doing. We haven't talked all day." She sounded slightly dismal at our lack of conversation throughout the day. Usually, TeeTee and I talk all of the time, never having a moment to ourselves because we are so incredibly close. I love that Toni and I talk all the time and I absolutely love hearing her voice, especially when her voice is coming from direct beside me. Whenever TeeTee comes to visit me, of course on the days that my mother isn't polluting the air in my house, she brings me gifts, kisses my cheek, which drives my heart insane, locks me in her arms for hours on end and refuses to let me go, not that I want her to. I adore the nights TeeTee and I spend together, even if they aren't spent cuddling and kissing like I wish they were. I enjoy her company and totally didn't mean to blow her off. I was on the Southside for..."business" and didn't have time to call and stumble over my words as she spoke sweetly and softly into my ear.