Whispers of my soul | CHONI |

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As the comet hurtled toward her the last thing on Cheryl's mind was Toni. She should be scared, terrified even, but she wasn't. Heathers words gave her some kind of peace, she and Toni were soulmates. It wasn't that hard for her to believe, in Cheryl's heart there was only ever one person she wanted to share her life with. A connection between her and her ex lover that sparked the moment they met, so was it so hard to believe that their fate was written in the stars?

A bright flash forced her to squeeze her eyes shut as she accepted this was the end for her. After everything life had thrown at her Cheryl was dying for the people she cared about and a town she had grown to love. Her sacrifice meant her family, friends and Toni could live on even if it was without her. As her skin began to burn from the energy around her she let out a mighty scream before everything went black.

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As Cheryl came to her senses something felt off. Different. The mattress beneath her didn't feel like hers. Strange. The redhead was used to waking up in her bed alone and she hated it. At least she did until she felt a warm body wrapped around hers and a heavy arm draped over her middle. The sense of unfamiliarity launched her out of her sleepiness as she turned over to see the last person she ever thought she'd be sharing a bed with.

'Fangs? What the hell!' Cheryl screamed pushing herself back off the bed hitting the ground with a thump.

'Oh my god babe! Are you all right?' He reached his hand out to help her, but it was swatted away.

'Why are you in my bed?'

Cheryl pulled herself up from the ground as she took in her surroundings with a frown. This wasn't her house.

What was going on?

'Your bed?' Fangs repeated. 'Don't you mean our bed?'

'What?'

'Toni, are you feeling all right?'

'What are you talking about you-' Cheryl cut herself off when she looked to the right where a mirror stood. Where she expected to see her reflection she saw Toni's.

Was this a dream?

'Why don't you take a seat?' Fangs asked placing his hands on her arms.

'Don't!' Cheryl snapped taking a step back. 'Don't touch me!'

'What's gotten into you?'

'The comet. What happened after the comet?' Cheryl asked.

'You know what happened Toni.'

'I have to go,' Cheryl said as she rushed to the door.

'Like that?' Fangs asked looking over her.

Cheryl looked down realising she was in a baggy band t-shirt and a pair of cycling shorts. She should care, but clothing was the last thing on her mind right now so she ignored him practically running out of the apartment without looking back.

Her feet ached, but she'd managed to run all the way back to Thistlehouse. It was run or take Toni's motorcycle and there was no way she was doing that. Honestly, she expected to wake up by now, this was obviously some kind of weird nightmare. Maybe she was unconscious after the comet or possibly even dead.