Chim - Tiny Dancer

Chapter 45

Chapter Fourty Five

Kimberley continued to stare at the Geordie, mesmerized by her beauty. "What's a relationship without trust?" she whispered before capturing her lips once more.

'What's a relationship without trust?' The words kept playing over and over in Cheryl's head like a broken record, as she sat at the kitchen table.

She shut her eyes, trying but failing to stop the flow of tears.

It was all her fault and she knew it.

Bringing her hands up, she buried her head in them. Deep down she knew Kimberley would never cheat on her, but she couldn't help it, she was insecure. She had to be reassured.

How many times would Cheryl trust someone only for them to break it? Before Ashley she had been cheated on, and when she had met him she thought he was different.

With Ashley, she had trusted him straight away. What was holding her back from doing the same with Kimberley?

* * * * *

Still with tears in her eyes, Cheryl knocked on the door of the guest bedroom, "Kimberley," she sniffed before pushing it open and peeking her head around, a fresh set of tears spilling from her eyes as she looked at the girl. "I'm sorry," she sobbed.

Smiling sadly, Kimberley looked up at Cheryl from her position on the bed, her heart breaking. "Come here," she said, patting the space next to her.

Walking over, Cheryl sighed before climbing in. "It's not that I don't trust you..."

"I understand," Kimberley cut in. "But, you also need to understand that I would never cheat." Holding her arms out, she invited Cheryl in for a hug. "I'm not Ashley."

"He said the exact same thing," Cheryl replied. "He told me the exact same thing about the guy before him."

"And you trusted him?" Kimberley asked, her hand soothingly rubbing up and down her girlfriends back.

Cheryl nodded.

"Then why can't you trust me?"

"I do trust you, it's just... I thought I knew what love was with him."

Kimberley felt the tears welling up once more.

"But..." Cheryl continued, reaching up to wipe them away. "But then there was you and I realized that what I felt for him was nothing in comparison to what I feel for you. I'm scared, scared of losing you."

Pulling her closer, Kimberley held on tightly. "You don't have to, though. Becasue I'm not goin' anywhere."

"I just love you so much," Cheryl said, breaking down again. She clung to her lover as she attempted to calm herself down.

"I love you too, baby," Kimberley responded, gently rocking them both. "You just have to know that I will, and never would, be unfaithful to you. I just couldn't live with myself." Pulling away, she smiled whilst reaching up to wipe her tears away. "And do you really think there is anyone else out there that matches you? You're beauty," she said, her fingers tracing a path around the side of her face. "You're amazin' personality," she continued, leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on her forehead. "And... and that masterpiece of a body," Lauging gently, she ran a hand down the length of her side. "Never."

Cheryl smiled through her tears. "I know... I'm sorry."

"Trust is key in a relationship, Cheryl," Kimberley continued, her hand reaching up to brush a few strands of hair out of the her face. "Without it... this won't work. And that is something I defiantly don't want because I'm so utterly in love with you. I want us to grow old together, to buy our first house together, to get our first pet together." Leaning in, she placed a gentle kiss on Cheryl's lips. "To raise a family together."

"You want all of that?" Cheryl sniffed.

"Well, if we can find an agency with a couple of kids called Mercedes and Porsche." Kimberley joked earning a nudge from the girl.

"I'd rather adopt than get a donor," Cheryl agreed. "Or both."

Kimberley, glad that her girlfriend was feeling better, nodded in agreement. "It's something we can definitely think about for the future."

"I still want a puppy now, though," giggled Cheryl.

Rolling her eyes, Kimberley drew her closer for a kiss. "That's something we can talk about when we get home," she told her before softly pressing their lips together.

"I have something to tell you..." Kimberley said as they broke apart, remembering the thing she had promised herself she would tell the Geordie.

"What?" Cheryl asked, worried.

"Someone scratched your car."

"Don't do that, Kimberley!" she sighed. "God! I thought it was something serious."

"No, but I think it was that guy,"

"What guy?" frowned Cheryl.

"Remember the one that came into the shop?"

"Aye?"

Kimberley sighed. "Well, he came in again and I told him to get lost. I told him to leave and never come back," she explained. "And I'm sure it was him because who..."

Cheryl pressed her finger up against her lips. "Shh..." she hushed. "We can talk about all of that when we get home. It really doesn't matter."

There was a silence as both girls looked at each other, undeniable love oozing from both of them. It was obvious they were both smitten with each other.

"Do you remember when you said you'd like to open your own restaurant?" Cheryl asked, breaking it.

Kimberley thought back to that night, a night when her and Cheryl had stayed in together, watching television whilst snuggled up on the sofa. "Yeah?" she replied.

"Why don't we?" Cheryl smiled. "You can sell the cafe and I can help out. We can do it together. We can make it ours."

Kimberley pondered the idea. It was something she had wanted to do, but was always to scared becasue she knew she'd have to do it alone... but not anymore. "We should," she nodded, smiling at the prospect. "We can do it, can't we?"

"Of course we can," Cheryl encouraged, her head nodding in agreement. "That's something else we can talk about when we get home," she giggled, snuggling closer to her and dropping a few short, but very sweet kisses onto her neck. "We can do anythin' together."

Kimberley burst out laughing. "Cheesy!"

Cheryl giggled along. "You're right, that was cheesy," she winked, moving herself so she was straddling Kimberley's waist. "Wasn't it?"

"It was indeed." Drawing her down for a passionate kiss, Kimberley let out a chuckle. "It's ironic, isn't it?" she asked after pulling back.

"What?"

"That fact that we fell out after I said it on the phone."

"Ooh aye," Cheryl smiled. "Reunion and make up sex!"

Kimberley nodded, both her hands rubbing up and down Cheryl's bare thighs.

"Well..." Cheryl started seductively. "Maybe, we should try out the new jacuzzi?"

Kimberley didn't need to be asked twice as she shot up, dragging the girl with her. "I thought you'd would never ask."

The End