Cheryl and Tre: Goodbye Means Hello

Part 33

Following the shock visit from Milana, Cheryl and Tre had cuddled up on the sofa together, just watching TV as most of their stuff was already packed, so there wasn't much else to do. After they'd been laying there for a while just relaxing, Cheryl suddenly remembered that Tre hadn't even told her about her workshop as they'd been so caught up in what Milana wanted.

"Oh yeah, tell me about your workshop. How was it?" She asked, looking up at him. Tre then looked up at her, smiling as he loved how she always took an interest in his career as well.

"It was cool babes; this was the more advanced group so yeah it was great! I enjoyed myself, and Marcus told me to tell you hey and that we should come down to the bar when you come back here – and plus he knows you'll be wanting to see his little man too." He replied, squeezing her slightly. Cheryl scrunched her nose up, always finding it lovely that Tre's friends were remembering her. She did love meeting Tre's friend Marcus before, and had promised Marcus that one day, she'd babysit his son who was called Kamden.

"Hey I'll still babysit little Kam one day, if he and his wife want to go out or whatever." She giggled. Tre chuckled softly, before he and Cheryl were then forced to burst out laughing as his stomach very loudly rumbled.

"Shit, I am hungry." He chuckled, standing up. Cheryl stood up as well, stroking his arm.

"I can make you some dinner if you like; I made myself a little stir fry thing and you've still got loads of stuff left for that so if you want I can make you one?" she kindly offered, the two of them walking towards the kitchen area.

"Ooh sounds fresh, baby; thanks." He told her, squeezing her hip. She softly kissed his cheek, before going ahead to start preparing some dinner for Tre. Tre went ahead to his room to get some clothes to change into after his shower, smiling to himself as he saw that Cheryl was actually nearly done packing for once. He grabbed some boxers and a pair of joggers, before going through to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He put the shower on, before taking his top off and tossing it into his laundry bag.

As he stood in the mirror, he couldn't help but think about how crazy it was to see Milana after a couple of years. Despite how horrible she had been towards him to end their relationship, he hated the fact that she couldn't find happiness. However, he was slightly glad that she'd had a bit of a wake-up call and realized that the grass was not always greener on the other side. Materialistic things never mattered; what mattered was what was inside the heart. He wished her well of course, but now, he had moved on in a much happier way and had all he ever needed...

All he ever needed, was right there in his kitchen now, singing to herself as she made some dinner...

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After his shower, Tre dressed in his boxers and joggers, before quickly wandering down his little hallway in his apartment. He put his dirty clothes in the wash, before then going through to the kitchen, where Cheryl had finished up his dinner and was dishing it up onto a plate. He wandered up behind her and wrapped her arms around her, making her jump slightly before she giggled.

"You're gonna make me drop this fucking plate, twat." She said before turning her head, lightly kissing his cheek. He chuckled, placing a light kiss onto the side of her head as he squeezed her.

"Sorry; I just had to come up and hug you, because I love you." He sweetly mumbled before kissing her cheek. She rolled her eyes and let out a little giggle, before turning around and handing him her plate.

"Enjoy; I think I put a tad bit too much soy sauce in it but ah well." She giggled cutely. Tre thanked her and kissed her head, before sitting down at the island bar top. Cheryl grabbed a bottle of beer for him and a glass of lemonade for herself, before joining him at the island bar top.