“Cheryl…oh my God!”
The escort’s smile drops and her hand flies to her mouth as she stares, shocked, at the still frozen Geordie.
“I…I can‘t believe it” she continues, her voice wavering a little, “it’s really you”
“Yeah” Cheryl responds bitterly, “it’s really me, whoopdee fcukin‘ doo”
Kimberley’s gaze flits from Cheryl to the escort and back again.
“Will someone please tell me what the hell’s going on?!”
“Then you didn’t arrange this?” Cheryl questions, gathering herself as she turns her focus towards her befuddled girlfriend.
Kimberley gives Cheryl an incredulous look,
“No…I don’t understand…why would I invite an escort to my party when I’m with you now?!”
“An escort” Cheryl sneers at the red-clad brunette, “well that figures Cin, you always were more comfortable on your back!”
“Cheryl please” Cindy moves forward, attempting to take the Geordie’s hands in her own, “I’m here on a job, Scarlett’s my work name, just let me explain…”
“Explain what?! Explain how you betrayed me?! Ripped me fcukin’ heart out! Turned me life upside down! Made us never want to trust anyone ever again!”
Cheryl yells at the escort before swinging round and angrily slamming her fist into Kimberley’s kitchen worktop.
“CHERYL!!!”
Both women jump at Kimberley’s shout, the Geordie scowling at the escort as she rubs at her hand which has started bleeding again.
“I think I get it and we all need to have a talk…calmly” Kimberley warns, closing the kitchen door and pulling out two seats, “now sit down”
Cheryl and Cindy obey as Kimberley opens a cupboard, pulling out a loaded medical box and rifling through it. Looking up she raises an eyebrow at her girlfriend.
“Dare I ask how you got that injury?”
“It’s nothing really” Cheryl mumbles, “just a stupid broken champagne flute”
“Good, at least I don‘t have anymore messes to clear up”
Kimberley gives her a weak smile, checking the wound and applying anti-septic before starting to gently bind it.
Cheryl clears her throat before speaking,
“Have…have you both…? I mean did you…?”
“Yeah” Kimberley confirms softly, “I used to use Scarlett, I mean Cindy as an escort occasionally but she’s here tonight with one of my guests”
“Honestly I had no idea” Cindy interjects, “I’d never have guessed you were Kimberley’s lover”
Cheryl grimaces,
“Yeah well a few years ago I’d never have guessed that you were a complete slapper screwing around behind my back, funny how things turn out eh pet!”
“But I wasn’t” Cindy sighs, shaking her head.
“Oh what, so I just imagined that massive argument where you admitted to shagging the tosser from next door?!”
“Ok so I was shagging him but…”
“But what?!“ Cheryl snaps exasperatedly, “you just admitted it again and now you expect me to forgive and forget. No fcukin’ way. You broke me heart that day”
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Chim- Can she fix it? YES SHE CAN
FanfictionAll credit goes to GAM! i did not write this, some parts are very graphic, if you are easily offended do not read ! i will label chapters that are graphic. comments and votes are appreciated xx
