Chim- Falling Slowly

Cheryls pov:
As the credits of the movie come to a close i look down to find Kim sleeping. She is so beautiful, her blonde hair spilling down her shoulders and her lips slightly pouting. I wonder what she is dreaming about, as I slowly move my hand to push stray locks of hair out of her face. I quickly pull back as she begins to stir.
"what time is it" she yawns as she stretches her arms above her head.
"its about one thirty sleepy" I reply useing my index fingure to smoothe out the crinkle in her fourhead.
"Cheryl, Im tired" she yawns.
"Well lets get you to bed babe, Ill find you some pjs". I go go stand but she puts a hand on my lap and gently pushes me back onto the couch.
She sits up and looks at me straight in the eyes and says "Cheryl we need to talk about whats going on." she smiles sadly. Sitting on my couch watching a movie with her I could almost forget whats been going on. "Kim im fine the divorce was finalized three months ago! hes out of my life now and its going to be great!"
I really hope she can't hear the lies in my voice.
"Chez" she says warmly as she reaches up to cup her hand around my face. My breath quickens as she slowly leans in. Her lips are now mere centimeters away from mine, I can feel her breath on me lips. She leans in our lips almost touching, then she moves her lips to my ear "I know you're lieing". I exhale a large ragged breathe not realizing I had been holding it. "Kimberley,I dont think you have any rite to talk to me about lieing" I retort a little rudely. The look of pain that contorts her beautiful face makes me instantly regret my words. She hastily stands up, I know she hates it when I call her Kimberley. "Well Cheryl I guess I should be heading back home then" I cringe as I hear her snear my name. I can't let her go back to Justin not after seeing the fingure shaped bruises that mark her arms. She starts walking to the door, I dont know what to do. I rationalize in my head that this is not my business but her and Justins. I cant bear to let her walk out of my front door. I quickly stand she is almost to the door. Before I can reach her she spins around and puts her hands on my waste. "Cheryl" she whispers as she slowly pushes me back until I can feel the cold wood of the door on my back. "Kimba" I whisper as she slowly gets closer. Then she does it, she presses her lips to mine. I revel in the softness of them as my arms snake around her neck.
"Cheryl, Cheryl wake up" I hear as someone shakes me. I wake with a start feeling as though my heart has been electricuted, it was all a dream. I am laid on the couch in Kim and Justins house. I shut my eyes and shake my head violently from side to side trying to keep the tears at bay. "Chez honey whats wrong?" She asks with concern, lightly brushing a single escaped tear away from my cheek. I push her hand away, "I..I have to go" I stammar as I roughly get up off the couch. "Chez" she slowly gets off the couch and reaches her hand out to me, the hem of her longsleave t-shirt rides up her arm and I can see the dark purple bruises. She notices my stare and drops her arm pulling the sleave back down. she looks up at me nervously her eyes teary. "Oh, Kimba" I can feel the tears building up in my eyes as I envelope her into a tight hug. I wish that Justins abuse was the part of my dream that was unreal instead of the love I felt when dream Kim kissed me. "When is he comeing back" I ask protectivly. " He will be back from his business trip in three days" she says her body slightly slumped in defeat. "Kimba you are comeing to stay with me until you work out what you're going to do." I say earnestly grabbing her hands. "Oh Chez, if it were only that easy" she says her eyes glazing over. She sits down resting her head on her bruised arms. I kneel down in front of her and lift her face so I can look into her eyes. Her beautiful green eyes were red and tear stained, her thick dark lashes matted together by her tears.
"Kimba, I love you so much, I cant let anything happen to you" I say quietly slowly starting to tear up as I continue "I need you Kim, I need you so much, you will never know how much I love and need you" until this moment i had never realized how much I loved Kim.

Kimberleys pov:
As Cheryl looks deep into my eyes telling me how much she loves and needs me I feel something inside me shift. I has never noticed before how how her eyes glowed in the light, and how her abnormaly long lashes cast shadows on her cheeks. Tears now streamed freely down her face. I dont know what irational part of my decided to move my arms but before I realized what I was about to do I tilted her chin up so I could look her directly in the eyes. "Kimba...." she began but I put one fingure to her lips. Tucking a lock of her brown hair behind her ear, I inched my face closer to hers giving her time to stop me. She didn't. As my lips get closer her eyes shut and she closed the distance lightly touching her lips to mine. I deepen the kiss tugging her up so she straddles my lap. She pulled away to look at me.
"Kim what are we doing?" she asked before leaning back down to continue kissing me. This kiss felt real. I could feel love radiate from her body, and tried my best to pour all my love for her into the kiss. She must have felt what I felt because she grabbed my waste and shifted us so that she was hovering over me and I was laying on the couch underneath her. "I need you to tell me now if this is what you want" she said seriously, I knew that if I told her this wasnt what I wanted she would be hurt, I feel so confused about everything in my life right now but I know for a fact that this is what I want. " I want this Cheryl, I want you." I see tears well in her eyes as she leans down and kisses me softly.
"I dont think this is the right time or place for this" She says gesturing to our bodys so intimatly close.
"shall we go to bed then?" I ask. She looks at me mock supprised and winks.
"Chez I ment to sleep!"
"Oh" she giggles "lets go" she says pulling me up with her. We race excitedly up the stairs giggling and shoving eachother. I run to the dresser and pull out some pjs for me and her. I throw her a pair of red silky pjs with ducks on them.
"Look at the little duckies" she squeels "Where did you get these!"
I chuckle slightly at her childlike mind
"I knew you would like them I got them for christmas from Justin...." my voice trails off after the mention of his name. She crosses the room and makes me look her in the eyes.
"Everything will be ok Kimba, we will talk about this in the morning"
"Okay" I reply quietly "You can get changed on the bathroom." She looks at me with a pout her shirt half way off.
"Fine" she says with a clipped tone.
"Chez" I say she always has to be like this. "I didn't mean it like you're thinking, I just didn't know if you would be uncomfortable"
"Don't worry Im not uncomfortable" she exclaims as she pulls off her shirt to reveal her perfectly toned torso. I let my mouth hang open as she slides off her trainers and slips into the red duckie bottoms.
"trying to catch flies" she asks nonchalantly as she takes her time unbuttoning every button of the pajama shirt putting it on but leaving it open.
"Like what you see?" she asks cheekily.
"yes" I reply, I can feel the blood rushing to my cheeks.
"dont you think you're a little overdressed?" she asks her heald tilted sideways, a crooked smile on her lips.
"I suppose I am" I say seductivly as i slowly lift up my top. I stop, my shirt halfway over my head feeling cool fingures skim across my stomache and rest on my exposed ribs. Dammit! I forgot about the bruises I didnt show her. I finish taking off my shirt and look up into her sad eyes.
"Kimba... how long has this been going on." she asks refering to the lighter yellowing bruises that mark my body around the fresh purple ones.
"about four months" I say quietly.
"Why didn't you tell me, we ,the girls and I, could have helped you" she says with tears in her big brown eyes.
"I... I didnt know how" I stutter as I begin to bawl falling into a heap onto the bed.
"oh Kimba" Cheryl says softly as sits down on the bed next to me pulling my head onto her lap and stroking my hair softly. I hear her lightly humming a tune I dont recognize but that she seems to know by heart.
"I love you Kimba-Bear, always have always will" she whispers before going back to humming.
I let my mind wander as I fall asleep. I love Cheryl, but do I love her more than a friend? There is definitly something about her that draws me in, but i dont want to ruin our friendship if this doesnt work out for us.