He pulled up in front of the house, immediately taking note to how it was surrounded by the tallest walls that no one could possibly get over, with big iron gates at the end that were locked shut. The gates when opened led up to a long drive way that led up to the front of the luxurious, two story mansion that had little spotlights dotted up the driveway and a light above the front door to highlight anyone that may be standing at the door. He breathed out, before then getting out of the car. He walked up to the gates and studied the intercom, before pressing the button...
And his gut told him that this was her house...
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Meanwhile
"Who the fuck is this buzzing the gates at – eleven at night?" Cheryl moaned as she sat on Tre's lap. The two of them had moved over to the sofa and had been watching a film whilst having a cuddle, but had now been interrupted by a buzzing at the gates.
"I'll go baby." Tre said. However, Cheryl stopped him and stood up.
"I'll go – I wanted a drink from the kitchen anyway and I feel more comfortable now walking around." She said. She then went to the door as the buzzer went a couple more times, making her roll her eyes as she pressed the button to respond.
"Hello?" she called. However, she felt all the color drain from her face as she heard the familiar voice that made her feel sick to her stomach, his voice cold and heartless,
"Hello Cheryl."
Jason...
She immediately took her hands off the buzzer and quickly went back into the living room, shaking with fear before jumping as the buzzer went again. Tre stood up straight away as he noticed her.
"What's wrong?" he asked, going into protective mode straight away.
"It's Jason." She replied, her voice shaking slightly. The two then jumped as the buzzer went again, and it wasn't long before Garry and Joan came downstairs as well as they heard the buzzer.
"What's going on?" Joan asked.
"Call the police; Jason is at the gates – I answered the intercom and it was him." Cheryl explained. Joan immediately took Cheryl's phone from its charging space on the table and dialed for the police while Tre and Garry went to the door as the buzzer was going again. Garry pressed the button, speaking straight away.
"Go away, mate; leave her alone!" he sternly spoke.
"Bro you better leave her the fuck alone; you've hurt her enough in the past." Tre added. Jason could be heard letting out a chuckle through the intercom, it even sounding like he was amused and was smirking at the situation.
"Aw come on; I can't talk to my baby Cheryl? I missed her so much while I was gone; she knows I didn't mean all that." He laughed away, only infuriating Tre and Garry even more. Garry pressed the other button so that the screen would come on, him and Tre both shaking with anger as they saw Jason standing there, laughing to himself and waving at the camera as he'd obviously noticed it.
"Just jog on, mate; before we get the police involved." Garry replied.
"Tre, I suggest you keep a tight hold of Cheryl – you don't want anyone to just snatch her up, I'm sure you don't." Jason spoke, looking directly at the camera. Tre shook with anger, part of him wanting to go outside and punch Jason square in the face.
"Tell Cheryl that I'll see her soon." Jason added with a smirk. He then waved at the security camera before getting into his car, even having the cheek to beep the horn before driving off. Garry put the screen off before breathing out, him and Tre turning around as Joan came through to the hallway.
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Cheryl and Tre: Goodbye Means Hello
FanfictionNearly a year earlier, English popstar Cheryl and her American dancer boyfriend Tre called time on their long-distance relationship, both of them deciding that neither of them were ready to make the big sacrifice to be together. However, Cheryl was...