Chim - Double Walker

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Cheryl's POV

'Chez' a gentle voice causes me to stir.

Oh god my head...

'Chezza' a scouse accent sounds again.

My body's achin'.

I don't even know where I am... I know I'm not in bed, but I think I'm cuddled up to Kimberley.

'Cheryl wake up'

With a grunt and groan, I finally bring myself to open my eyes, squinting as the light blinds my vision.

'What?' I find my voice, as gruff and deep as it may be, whilst I look around for the one that woke me.

I set eyes on Kimberley, angelically lying beside me, and a smile spreads across my face. She is still asleep with one arm around me whilst the other remains protectively on her bump.

'Yoo hoo' Nicola sings, waving her hand in front of my face, 'Sorry to snap you out of your love-sick daze and everything but-'

'Oh my god did we fall asleep down here?!' I shriek, realisation setting in that we are in the living room, my heavily pregnant wife uncomfortably sleeping on the sofa.

'Yeah, you and Sarah fell asleep, so me and Kimberley decided to watch a film. I guess we fell asleep too, else I would have took yous to bed.'

I glance over to the other couch to see Sarah still spread across it, unconscious with the quilt discarded in a heap on the floor.

'Did you sleep on there?' I ask, trying to hide my smirk.

'Somehow... yeah' she giggles, 'she's probably the one that woke me up, by slapping me in her sleep or something.'

I join her in a little giggle, before looking down at Kimberley.

'Should we take her to bed?' she asks.

'What time is it?'

'Almost ten.' She replies, glancing behind her towards the digital clock under the telly.

'Nah, we may as well leave her here for now. She'll probably be waking up soon anyway.' I shrug as I sit up, carefully moving out of her arms.

Nic reaches her hand out and helping me over Kim. We walk into the kitchen, arms linked together, before we break apart and I move to sit at the table.

Nic glances at me before rolling her eyes and moving to the medicine cupboard. A minute later, she slides a glass of water in front of me, accompanied by two pain killers.

'Thanks' I smile weakly as I take the tablets.

Once I have took them I push the glass away, resting my elbows on the table and dropping my head into my hands. Nic turns around when I breathe out a heavy sigh.

'What's up?' she asks, noticing that it is something more than a hangover bothering me.

I just shake my head at first, but I should have known she wouldn't just drop it. Instead, she pulls another chair out and sits opposite me on the table.

'Spill' is her simple, one worded command.

'I'm just worrying about Kim' I shrug.

'Why?' her brow furrows in concern.

'We all know she hasn't been sleeping properly, right? because of this whole Amanda thing... and the other day she could barely breathe from when she was locked in that cupboard.'

'What are you getting at?'

'I'm just worried it's all going to build up. It could have an effect on her, the baby... And what if it does? I won't be able to be her rock. I won't have the strength for it, especially not when I know she is upset with nothing I can do to help.' I explain, stressing myself out just thinking about it.