The Missing Part of Me | a Choni Story

Chapter Six

Cheryl's eyes are closed shut the entire ride to the Wyrm. She doesn't dare open them, in fears of embarrassing herself in front of Toni (any more than she already is) by screaming. She can feel her grip around Toni being tight but she can't help it, she's terrified.

Toni can't help but have a smile on her face the whole ride. She feels Cheryl against her back, her arms wrapped around her, growing tighter by the second. It's a bit comforting, in a way. While the only reason Cheryl is so close is because of an obvious fear, the pink haired girl feels as if she's at home in the redhead's arms.

They arrive at the bar, Toni coming to a stop. She turns off the engine and takes her helmet off.

Cheryl's eyes are still closed, "Are we here?"

Toni chuckles, lightly tapping Cheryl's hands. A spark flies up Cheryl's arms, same as in Toni's. Cheryl lets go, feeling her face grow red. She quickly hops off, practically praising the ground.

"That death machine you call a motorcycle is horrendous."

Toni smirks, "We got here in one piece, didn't we Blossom?"

Cheryl huffs, "I suppose we did."

Toni motions to Cheryl to follow her into the bar. The Serpents go to greet Toni but silence hits the bar as they spot Cheryl. She looks around, now growing red for a different reason. Toni tells Cheryl to come to the bar, conversations picking up again as Toni falls behind the bar.

"Don't mind them," Toni says, having noticed how Cheryl reacted. "What can I get you?"

Cheryl looks at Toni, a small grin on her face. She didn't think the Serpent would make a comment about the incident that just happened, much less for it be a reassuring statement to try and make her feel better. She gives her her drink of choice, a cherry coke and rum.

Toni nods, pulling out a glass and putting in some ice. She grabs a bottle of Bacardi, pouring it in, then grabbing a Cherry cola and finishing the drink. She places a napkin down then hands the drink over, leaning on the counter.

"First time is on the house."

Cheryl chuckles, rolling her eyes, "It's as if you like to throw money at me."

Toni smirks, "And to think, you haven't even danced for me yet."

Cheryl sips, widening her eyes, "Bold of you to assume I'd do such an act."

Toni eyes her, "Bold of you to assume I couldn't get you to at least try."

Cheryl blushes, the quick banter is exciting to her. It's almost as if they work too well together for having first met. One could wonder how this could be. Cheryl for a second forgets that Toni is a Serpent and has a smile on her face. Toni smiles back, leaning off the counter to clean it. She makes her way down the bar to help another customer.

Cheryl looks around, most of the people have forgotten she's there. There are a few Serpents playing billiards, a few hovering over an old arcade machine. Most sit at tables, creating a general noise surrounding the bar.

She isn't sure if she's worried or underwhelmed. During her childhood, her parents made Southsiders and Serpents seem like Riverdale's demons. There wasn't a moment her parents wouldn't take to educate Cheryl on the fact that Southsiders and Serpents were to never be apart of her life. From these sights, it just seems as though the Serpents are just a group of people who meet for drinks and a few rounds of pool for fun. But they are a gang. Cheryl isn't sure what to think.

"Taking in all the sights, Red?" Toni asks, coming back over to Cheryl.

She's just about finish her drink when she replies, "It's very," she breathes, "humble."