CHERYL'S POV
we lay on the couch, cuddled up next to each other the early spring chill making our toes and noses cold. my arms are wrapped around her tiny waist and i love the way she brushes her fingers through my hair, her finger nails meeting my scalp a few times.
i love that she's been here in the morning for the past two days not next to me in bed but here and that's all i need. i love how she's staring at me lovingly with the cutest smile on her face as i stare back into her eyes enjoying her near me. i love her plump lips, how they curve up. i love her cheek bones and her gray eyes. i love her honey blonde hair. i love her body. i love her personality. i love her.
CHERYL WHAT!? NO NO NO! did i just think that? oh my god cheryl what the fuck is wrong with you she's your best friend?
i break from her stare and take my arms away from her.
"i need to use the toilet." i say as i get up not looking up at her. i start to leave the room.
"okay." she sighed and there was something in her quiet voice. i couldn't tell if it was sadness or hurt or no emotion at all. but i rush to the restroom and close the door behind me.
i could see the fear in my dull reflection. cheryl, what did you get yourself into? i say to myself, quickly turning away from the mirror and sit on the counter by the sink and put my head in my hands.
i don't know how long it has been since i have been in this small bathroom a few minutes maybe hours. but i hate myself a little bit more with every second. then there was two knocks at the door.
"can i come in?" kimba asks.
"it's your house." i shout bitterly just to piss her off. with that she walks in. and i don't want her seeing me like this feeling bad for me and i hate the feeling of someone having pity on me.
she tries to pull my hands from my face but i bat her soft hands away. i can't let her hands on my body i will go crazy.
"what's wrong?" and in that moment i needed out. i needed to get away, i cant love her she wont ever love me so i need to not get my hopes up just to get hurt.
"nothing kim." i say pulling my knees up the my face trying my best not to look at her as stands in front of me.
"are you mad?" she asks and i can feel her eyes on me.
i bite down on my lip trying to control my anger. trying not to lash out on her.
"what's wrong?" she tries again and i cant take it. i quickly get up. avoiding eye contact.
"i should go." i say and speed walking to find my keys but she chases me. and grabs a hold of my wrist.
"what are you doing?" she asks raising her voice a bit.
"getting my keys." i simply say.
"why?" she looks at me with tears in her eyes but i cant stay. i cant.
"because i'm tired of living like this."
"like what!?" she raises her voice.
"like how you make me feel so good then the next minute you make me feel like shit!" and then i lose it and everything comes out. everything i have felt. "HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL WHEN YOU'RE NOT HERE DOING WHO KNOWS WHAT AND THEN YOU JUST USE ME SO YOU CAN FEEL BETTER!? AND WE ACT LIKE NOTHING EVER HAPPENED AND KIMBERLEY IT'S SO FUCKING TIRING BECAUSE WE KEEP GOING IN THESE ENDLESS CIRCLES OVER AND OVER AGAIN WITH THE SAME THINGS AND I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OKAY!?" i pull away from her hold and head to my car in my trackies but she chases me crying hysterically and i let some tears fall from my face as i drive off to my empty house. empty and sad house
DU LIEST GERADE
Sweet Night Lies. - Chim
Romansacheryl and kimberley don't even know what is happening. are they falling for each other? maybe they just use eachother to get high off of when they are low. or maybe it's just a stupid love game. maybe it's nothing. it's whatever.
