Better than anyone

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Jason isn't supportive of Cheryl and Toni's relationship and confronts them. He is kind of a creep in this one shot.
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Toni POV

"So, do you want to watch a movie upstairs?" Cheryl says to me. She is trying to hide a suspicious grin on her face, but fails. We both know we wouldn't be watching a movie upstairs.

"Mhmm yeah sounds fun. Should I bring something?" I say, trying to test the waters.

Cheryl pouts her lips and brings her finger to her chin as if she is actually trying to think of something. However, the answer is already right there, on the tip of her tongue, ready to be spilled. "Don't forget to bring your appetite TT."

Jason looks at both Cheryl and I before his eyebrows scrunch together. "What is that supposed to mean?" He sounds annoyed, and a little disgusted even, as he keeps his eyes on his slightly younger sister, who tries to prevent herself from laughing out loud.

Cheryl lifts her shoulders and looks at her brother with a questionable expression on her face, "just an inside joke J." She grabs my hand before pulling me in the direction of the stairs. "Oh wait TT, you go up, I really have to pee."

I nod and am about to head upstairs when I feel a hand on my shoulder. A big, pale, masculine hand. I immediately turn around and stare into Jason's stern eyes. Just like his sister, his eyes are a dark brown, though they definitely miss the glow I am obsessed with in Cheryl's eyes. "Toni, I don't know what you're doing, but my sister isn't who you think she is. She isn't like you." Jason says after he watches the door close behind Cheryl and knows she can't hear him.

I scan his facial expressions before answering, he seems absolutely convinced and completely hopeless at the same time. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Jason looks at the ceiling as if the words he is going to say are written right there, above his head. "My sister, she isn't one of you, she isn't a gay."

I can't not laugh as I look at him. The ridiculousness of the situation is truly astounding to me. "Okay well, does it really matter what someone's sexuality is?" I wait for him to say something but he doesn't. Only when I reach the bottom of the steps he talks again. "She isn't weird like you"

I can feel my muscles tense as I turn around once again. "What if? What if Cheryl's gay and she likes girls, what does that matter?" I hiss. I keep my voice low since Cheryl could walk in any second now. The fact that he called me weird doesn't even bother me that much, it's his ignorance that repulses me. Makes me feel sick.

Jason stares me right into the eyes, but merely shakes his head as he walks off.

I take a deep breath as I try to delete the interaction I just had from my brain. Both Cheryl and I already knew that Jason could be an uneducated snob sometimes, but I never believed he was actually homophobic.

"You coming babe?" Cheryl asks me, pulling me out of my train of thought. I nod my head and give her a little smile. I look into Cheryl's eyes and decide that her eyes are indeed so much more beautiful, so much softer and kinder.

"What were you doing TT? I heard you talking." Cheryl says to me as she climbs the stairs in front of me. I look at her ass and I want to touch her, but I know I should wait. "Uhm Jason, he just asked me how I was doing. The bitch." I whisper the last bit to myself, but I think Cheryl heard me.

Cheryl stares me down when we arrive at the top of the stairs, she is trying to figure me out. "You're not replacing me for Jason are you?"

Even just the thought makes me feel uncomfortable. I almost choke on my words as I try to get them out as fast as possible. "Oh my god no, of course not. No, no definitely not. I would literally ne...."

Cheryl steps closer to me and holds both of my arms, her hands are warm and soft on my bare skin. "Don't worry, I was only joking. I believe you." Cheryl's eyes flash to my lips for just the shortest second, but I noticed.

"I can perhaps show you, you know. How much better I think you are than Jason. Than anyone." I know when I say it I'm taking a risk, because even though Jason can be an absolute jerk sometimes, Cheryl still cares about him. I move my hand up and down her arm and gently scratch her skin as I drown in her eyes.

Cheryl looks at my hand for just a second, before meeting my eyes again. "Yes please." She says softly, but with a lot of eagerness hidden behind the words.

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We're both still panting as Cheryl places her head on my chest. We are both naked and sweaty and the sheets are damp. The room is hot and my body feels sticky, but it's okay because what we just did was truly amazing. "That was really nice TT." I hear Cheryl's voice, she is exhausted I can tell.

I look down and see that Cheryl is gently massaging my breast. I know she isn't asking for another round or a favor, it's a gesture to show me she loves me. I kiss the top of her head, close my eyes and cherish the moment.

My breathing has steadied and I'm about to fall asleep when I hear the sound of footsteps close to the bed. As I realise that Cheryl is still in my arms, my eyes open instantly. I look up and I'm met with a familiar pair of dark eyes. Jason.

"WHAT THE F*CK." I yell. The first thing I do is move my body in front of Cheryl's to shield her from her brother's eyes. We are still naked and the duvet is somewhere across the room on the floor, unreachable. I cover my chest with one arm and hold Cheryl back with the other.

"What the...Jason?...what the hell are you doing in my room?" Cheryl asks. She sounds much calmer than I, but I can still hear the confusion and horror in her voice.

Jason stutters, it's quite obvious that he wasn't prepared for this moment. "I didn't know that..that....Tell me you aren't...aren't gay like her." Jason quickly glances at me, but I can see that he is scared to look at me.

Cheryl's response actually makes me proud for a small second, in some weird way. "What do you think Jason, can't you tell we literally just had sex." She says it without any shame or guilt, because it's a fact and the truth.

Jason's lips are parted and his eyeballs are about to pop out of their sockets as he hears the 'forbidden' word come from his sister's mouth. "Jesus Cheryl, I don't need to know any of that." He shakes his head and it's clear he feels even more uncomfortable in the room now.

"Then why are you here, get out of my damn room." Cheryl points at the door and is covering, like me, her chest with her arm.

Jason is hesitant, but eventually decides to leave. "I'm gonna tell mom though, about this." He doesn't look at us again as he opens the door.

Cheryl climbs out of bed and rushes to the door. "She already knows, she doesn't care." She shuts the door firmly, behind her brother's back, before he has a chance to speak.

I look at my girlfriend tiptoeing back to the bed after getting rid of Jason. She looks like an actual goddess in the pale light of the moon that is shining through the exposed window. I look at all of her curves. Adoration flushes my insides as I admire her body.

I invite her into my embrace with open arms. She wraps her arms and legs around me and finally looks at me with expectation in her eyes. She is waiting for me to say something, so I do.

"I think you handled that amazingly babe." I let my fingers fall through her hair and notice that her forehead is still a little sticky. "I love that you are unashamed of us, of who we are."

A little smile appears on Cheryl's face. "Of course I'm not ashamed TT. I love this." She says while quickly glancing at our intertwined bodies. "I love you." She emphasises the 'you' and it makes my heart skip a few beats.

I move my face forward and close the space between our lips. The feeling is familiar, yet it gives me butterflies every time.

The kiss lasts a long time. When we finally break apart, I gently touch her cheek with my thumb and caress the soft skin. "I love you too Cher."

Her brother might be an actual demon, but I couldn't wish for a better girlfriend. She is kind, caring and pure and so overwhelmingly beautiful. She is better than anyone I know.

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A/N: I tried a different writing style for this one shot, so I hope you like it :)

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