Chim- I'll teach you to love again

Chapter 7

“I like her” Nadine says I enter the living room after saying goodbye to Cheryl

“so do I” I smile

“she seems nice enough, but I feel like she is a closed book” she says

“how do you mean?” I ask

“well that she doesn’t like to talk much about her I mean she kept asking me questions and when I ask her one I got hardly a reply in return” Nadine says

“maybe its hard for her to trust people?” I say

“maybe if anyone can get her to open up its you, its like you have this power to sense what people are thinking and feeling” she laughs I hear footsteps telling me Justin is coming down I see him at the bottom of the stairs he walks in and looks around the room

“where’s Cheryl gone?” he asks

“she went home baby” I say

“awww but I didn’t get to hug her goodbye” he says pouting

“but you hugged her goodnight before you went to bed” I smile

“but its not the same!” he huffs

“babes come here” I say and he walks over to me I sit him on my lap and stroke his hair to get him to sleep

An hour later I put Justin to bed and got ready to go to sleep I climb into my warm bed and close my eyes but what I see are Cheryl’s chocolate eyes staring back at me I open my eyes and sigh I stare at my ceiling for a awhile I wonder why Cheryl seems closed? I think maybe its coz she lost her sister I know when Justin died I hardly spoke to anyone and the only person I trusted was Nadine, I close my eyes again and I slowly fall asleep.

Cheryl’s POV

I walk into my flat and put my bag on the table in the front room I catch my reflection in the mirror my eyes hold a certain sparkle they used to have 4 years ago, I walk through to my safe place her room I look around its still the same as she left it the bed made and a top on the floor I don’t want to move she hated me cleaning up after her I walk over to the dresser and look at the picture she has on it, its me and her when I was 16 and her 14 we’re both smiling happily I run a finger down her face and breath in deep, I set the picture down and then look at the other one its me and Nicola again but this time we’re older from 4 years ago about 2 months before she died we are at our dads house in Liverpool we’re both holding a glass of wine each and we have our arms wrapped round each other, she was beautiful people used to pick on her because of her red hair but I thought it was the most beautiful hair anyone could have and her light blue eyes that always sparkled with love and life, she had so much to give but she was taken away from me, she was the only one I could count on the only one that knew, knew I was into women she didn’t even judge me, I put the picture down and sit on the bed I curl up into a ball and hug her pillow it smells like her a little I let a tear fall down my face then more follow soon I cant stop

“why did you have to go I need you, Nicola you mean so much to me” I cry I bury my face in the pillow and cry myself to sleep.