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I untangled myself from Cheryl and got up off the couch, looking round for my serpent jacket. 'where are you going' Cheryl said quietly. 'the serpents need me' i explained, she nodded, the look of fear plastered on her face. 'hey, i'll be fine' i reassured her, she grinned for a split second, 'how long' she enquired '2 hours max i promise' i hugged her tightly before throwing on my boots and running out the door. I felt guilty leaving her, especially after what she had been through, but she hadn't had a panic attack in days and i wouldn't be gone for long.
1 hour later
cheryl's pov
i missed her, why did i miss her so bad. we'd only really become good friends in the last few weeks, but i missed her. Maybe it was because i'd opened up to her about my entire life, the constant abuse i suffered at the hands of my mother, the almost rape by Nick St Clair and my secret obsession with Josie.
Maybe it was something else, something stronger than friendship, we hadn't even talked about the kiss, the amazing kiss we shared the minute she rescued me from the sisters, maybe she forgot about it or i meant nothing to her.
I laid on the couch, watching endless cartoons waiting for her to come home and then, just as i was about to give up and go to bed, she walked through the door, i got up excitedly, running over to her jumping on her hugging her like we'd been apart for weeks, she put me down gently removing her jacket to reveal deep cuts and dark bruises covering her caramel skin. 'Toni' i gasped 'its fine honestly, i'll be ok' she tried to reassure me but i was having none of it 'no, i'll clean these cuts before they get infected' she smiled, her russet eyes lighting up as i led her to the bathroom.
toni's pov
I sat there quietly admiring her beauty as she cleaned up my injuries, her flame red hair was tied up messily into a bun and her manicure was a perfect deep red, her cinnamon eyes shining as they focused on the slash on my forearm. I winced as she wiped the dry blood from the wound, she looked up at me an apologetic look on her face, i looked down at her gorgeous full lips, i remembered the feeling of kissing them, the sweet cherry taste that lingered on my lips.' are you ok' she questioned her hand rested on my thigh, i smiled and nodded, my cheeks reddening as i realised i'd been staring at her lips for more than a couple of seconds.
cheryl's pov
she defiantly looked at my lips, maybe she does feel the same way. snap out of it i thought. It was late so we headed straight to bed. 'don't leave me again' i whispered softly in her ear as she fell asleep. 'never princess' she replied.
