Choni | When Opposites Attract

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Toni's Perspective 

"Cheryl I'm back!" I yell heading into the kitchen to grab napkins. Once I set those down on the table I head to the foyer and take off my serpent jacket and hang it on the coat rack by the door. I had taken a few fries and was swallowing them as I looked up the stairs to see Cheryl.

I almost choked.

She had on one of my grey, ripped up Metallica shirts, and some black and white high-waisted shorts. Her fire blazen hair was effortlessly dangling behind her shoulders, lightly jumping every time she took a step down the stairs.

She looked beautiful.

I struggled to swallow the fries but managed to get them down after a few moments. "You okay?" She asked slowly stopping on the last step, her face plastered with a worried expression. "You're beautiful..." I mumble to myself, quiet enough so Cheryl wouldn't hear. "What?" She asked, chuckling slightly.

"Oh, nothing, just went down the wrong way." I chuckle as she heads into the dining's room, snatching the bag and her drink, and making her way to the living room. I watch her as she does this, confused, "What are you doing?" I ask, half laughing. She look at me from behind her shoulders, an innocent look on her face. "Eating breakfast in the living room with my girlfriend obviously." She says before disappearing from my eyesight, still hearing the pat of her bare feet against the floor slowly fading away.

"I don't deserve you." I mumble to myself before walking quickly, taking my drink and heading to the living room where Cheryl was already laying on the couch with the tv on. I make my way over and sit as well, taking my meal out of the bag. Taking a bite, I watch the tv, seeing out of the corner of my eye Cheryl, fiddling with the remote.

"I think I should make you watch a chick flick." She says, I turn at her with widened eyes and a full mouth of food. She looks at me and bursts into laughter, I roll my eyes and swallow my food.it takes her a good five minutes to settle down and in that time I managed to finish my burger.

"If you make me watch a chick flick I think I might actually kill you." I say as a joke, but then I realized what I just said, and what happened earlier. My eyes grew wide at the realization and I jolted my head to look at Cheryl who was staring at the remote, on the verge of tears.

"No no no I didn't mean it Cher." I say quickly jumping up and kneeling in front of her on the ground. "It was a joke I'm sorry, oh my god I'm so sorry." I say not knowing what to do, I couldn't lose her, I just got her back and I probably just messed this whole thing up. 

She didn't say anything, she just stared blankly at the remote, I sighed and decided she needed space, I had already done enough. I got up off the ground and slumped out of living room, up the stairs to her room. I closed the door and grabbed my phone and headphones, playing my favorite playlist. I thought about what I had just done, I screwed up, Cheryl's the only thing good in my life right now. I hate to admit it but everything else is falling apart. My father has kicked me out of his house for good, I lost my job at the white wyrm, everything was crumbling around me, except Cheryl.

And I messed that up to, god I can't do anything right. I sit up on the bed and rub my hands against my face, anger rushing through my body. I got up and walked around the room, absentmindedly, I came across a wall full of pictures. There was pictures of her with Veronica, Betty and Jughead, Archie, Josie, and several other people. My eyes wandered through the memories, scanning the wall upwards until I came across the largest picture, not much bigger than the others, but enough for it to stick out from the rest.

It was a picture of me, sitting in her dining room, staring into oblivion. By the angle of the photo it was taken from the kitchen, though I have no idea when she took the picture. I stare at for a minute, then I'm filled with anger.

"Damnit!" I shout at the top of my lungs and slam my fists into her all, causing everything in the room to shake slightly. I pull my hand out of the wall in shock I briefly look at my bloody hand before longing back at the fists sized hole in the wall. Then I hear the door open.

"Toni?" I hear a soft voice ask as I turn my head to see Cheryl standing in the doorway. "Shit, Cheryl I'm sorry I didn't mean to.." I say looking down to avoid her probable angry eyes. She could say so many things to me as I braced for it. But instead I'm met with Cheryl's hand taking mine, examining the bruises and cuts the wall made in my skin. "I don't care about the damn wall, I care about you. What happened?" She asks leading me to the bathroom.

"I don't know, I saw the pictures and the one of me. I guess I got angry thinking I ruined everything with you by what I said earlier. I guess it got the best of me." I say as she sets a towel and places it on my hand. "Apparently. As for earlier, I knew you meant it as a joke but it just, I guess, triggered me? I don't know, but I'm okay now." She said moving the towel after the  bleeding from my hand stopped. She took some wrap and put it around my hand. 

Once she was done I brought my hand to my eyes and moved it around making sure it was comfortable. I hear her chuckle as she puts some things back into drawers. "What's so funny?" I say moo king at her now laughing lightly. She turns to face me and slowly makes her way over to me, "The last time I wrapped your hand you broke a school mirror." She laughs, wrapping her hands around my neck. I smile and take her waist into my hands, pulling her into a much desired kiss.

She sighs into it, like she had been waiting for this moment for an eternity. The truth is, we both have. Ever since this morning it feels like I've gone weeks without kissing her, like I needed it to survive. When we pull away she smiles at me, "What was that for?"

"It was me saying sorry, for everything." I say referring to the comment earlier, the wall, making her worry. "Apology accepted." She says smiling at me. I kiss her softly before pulling her out of the bathroom. As we make our way down the stairs she asks, "Where are we going Toni?"

I stop midstep down the stairs and turn to face her, I step up one stair to meet her eyes. Even though she was taller than me. "We," I start before taking her other hand and guiding her down the stairs backwards.

"Are going to watch a god damn chick flick."