Cheryl sighs as she sits on her bed reading Flowers in the Attic; when a thud was heard, and Cheryl looks up to find Sabrina curled up, shivering on the red rug that was strategically placed near the fireplace. "Oh, my God!" Cheryl gasped as she stood up, "Sabrina, what are you doing here?!"
Sabrina couldn't speak; she just shivered as Cheryl pulled a blanket off her bed and covered her cousin with it. "Help!" Cheryl called, "Anyone?"
A few hours later, Cheryl placed a damp cloth on her cousin's forehead. "So," Cheryl stood up, "wanna tell me what the hell is going on?! Why did Sabrina appear? You said she was dead."
Zelda looks at her daughter and, in a hushed voice, said, "We thought she was…"
"So, what does this mean?" Cheryl hands on her hips.
"What?!"
"Will you stop messing with my life?!" Cheryl demanded. "Oh, come on, mother! Heather? You sent her here…"
"I'm sorry, Cheryl." Zelda sighs. "I thought I was helping…"
"Well, you weren't," Cheryl stomped her feet, "so, please stay away from me. I never wanna see you again."
"Cheryl…"
"Leave!" Cheryl screamed, "Unless you wanna be fried alive…"
Zelda leaves defeated.
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Cheryl Spellman
Fanfiction"'Cheryl Bombshell Blossom' what a laugh." "If they only knew..." Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story.
