Cherry

Complete the Puzzle

I felt like a kid again. The making out, coming over and watching movies, the ordering greasy pizza. Cherry brought out a side of me that I thought was buried away a long time ago. My happy side. My fun side. We're so different too, but we still work.

She was undeniably sexy and I was average. She was into human rights, Black Lives Matter, and the LGBTQ community also. Going to rallies and Marches, And I never really thought about those things. Sure I know that some people are being treated unfairly in America, but I never said anything about it. I never thought to say anything. Cherry is just pure and she wants everyone to be happy.
She was into Indie Rock and Alternative music and I was more into Rap and R&B. We sent each other different song suggestions throughout the week as if we were in high school and I loved it. Though it wasn't music that I would normally listen to I liked it. I liked it a lot. I felt as if every song she sent me was about us.

I had told her that I asked Sarah for a divorce not going into detail of course. That was a low point for me and I don't want Cherry to think that I am like that. I didnt even know that I could be like that...It's just that I had so much pent up anger and emotions towards her. It was my turn to be an asshole. It was my turn to hurt her.
I feel awful, but so good at the same time.

"Can I ask you a question?" Cherry asked me. I looked at her eyes and smiled. We sat on her large white couch with a gray fluffy blanket sprawled out over us in her living room. We were watching re-runs of Spongebob Squarepants per Cherries request.

"Of course you can." I answer.

"Does my job bother you?" She questioned.

The question came as a surprise to me. It was so random. But I liked that about Cherry. She was quite shy and liked to sit in comforting silences, but every now and then she would ask me a question that would catch me by surprise or let out a goofy joke that would make me laugh and her giggle.

"I would be lying if I said that it didn't bother me at least a little. I don't like the thought of other men staring you down everyday. But we met at your job and I will be forever grateful for that. And you love what you do Cherry. I think that everyone should do what they love No matter what anyone else thinks." I answer.

I know that Cherry loved what she did. And who was I to judge really. The men who go and watch those women dance are no saints either. I was one of those men. I just got lucky with Cherry. Incredibly lucky.

Cherry smiled at my response and turned her head back towards the television. I have yet to got upstairs and see her bedroom. Even though Cherry is a walking sex symbol she is so shy when she is not dancing. The most we've done is kiss. Honestly just having her lips touch mine makes me content with life. She is a Goddess.

I liked how she didn't want to rush into anything. We were getting to know each other the good and bad, the pretty and ugly. It was nice.

"Do you have any siblings?" I asked since it was random question time. Cherry looked at me with sad eyes and I instantly regret asking the question. Her mouth opened then closed as if she was searching for the right words to say. I truly suck.

"I have an older sister." She sighed.

"She left the house when I was still pretty young and never came back. I was so young at the time I didn't understand why she left. I just thought that she hated me. I called her and yelled at her one day telling her that I hated her for leaving me and that I never wanted to talk to her again." She explained.

"The thing is...when I became older living in that house became worse and worse. All of the rules and the crazy "God" talk. I couldn't wait to leave. I understood why Shaynna left. She wasn't mad at me. She loved me. She couldn't deal with that house anymore...she couldn't deal with our parents anymore." A tear slipped from Cherries eyes and I slowly wiped it away with my finger.

"She needed to leave and I yelled at her. I told her that I hated her." She choked.

I couldn't bare seeing her cry. Every tear that slid down her face was like a blade to my heart. She clearly loves and misses her older sister so much.

"You were a kid Angel. She probably knows you didn't mean it." I spoke.

She looks up at me and sniffles. Her face was puffy but still beautiful.
It felt weird to call Cherry by her actuall name, but she looked so much like an angel right then and there. It just felt right.

"I haven't even tried to contact her. I wouldn't know where to start. She's probably happy with her life...She doesn't need me in it." She lets out a sob breaking my heart in half. I grab her and pull her into my arms. Holding her into a comforting hug. I never wanted to see her hurt. It made me hurt. And the fact that I brought up the topic makes my heart heavy with guilt.

"Who could be happy without you in there life? It's impossible." I speak.

And I mean it too. I was a pathetic mess before I met Cherry. I let Sarah use me and walk all over me.
I wasn't happy, but I was more afraid of leaving her and being alone than my happiness. Cherry was the missing piece, she is what I needed in my life. She gave me hope and strength with one kiss. She's probably her sisters missing piece too.

"I will find her for you Cherry. I will find Shaynna."

*Authors note*
I really liked this chapter it was cute and sad. I can't believe that this story is at 200+ reads already. I'm so happy and grateful. Thank y'all so much.
And I thought that it was time to add a new Character.
Can't wait for you guys to meet Shaynna.💕💕