Chapter 3

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Happy Thanksgiving hoes!!! I'm thankful for all of you hoes reading! Enjoy the chapter.
I wrote this on thanksgiving and for some reason it never posted, so here it is🙃

Cheryl's POV
The entire night I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about that wink Toni sent my way. Was it friendly or flirty? Was it toward me or not? That was a stupid question. Who else would it be toward? She wouldn't just wink at nothing.

"Cheryl?" Toni whispers. Did I wake her? Was I talking out loud? I don't think I was. I look at her in her half opened eyes, "yes?"

"Why are you still awake?" She questions with her tired and raspy voice. My heart rate picks up a little bit.

"Just thinking... about you." I respond hesitantly. Toni turns her head to look at me too. She doesn't look tired anymore. "Why?" She asks a little bit nervous.

"Just about how crazy it is that you're here. I missed seeing my bestfriend everyday." I smile, regretting calling her my bestfriend. Of course she was, but I wanted more than that. "Yeah me too. And I would love to keep talking, but I'm tired." She giggles and sighs. My smile fades as her head moves onto my chest and her arms wrap around me. My heart beat is completely out of wack now. Why does she do this? I really can't take this. "Ton- Toni?" I ask cautiously.

She hums in response. When I don't answer she looks up at me. Before I talk myself out of doing it, I go right in. I smash my lips into hers. At first she doesn't kiss back, but then she sits up, not breaking the kiss, and climbs on top, straddling me. My breath hitches as we break apart, her staring at my boobs. I smile knowing what she's thinking. I grab her right hand and place it on my breast. She looks me in the eye before giving it a gentle squeeze and pulling me back into a kiss. I moan against her lips. "I love that sound." She admits.

I smirk, wanting to go farther. I smash my lips against hers as she grinds on top of me. She disconnects our lips and move down to my neck, sucking on my sweet spot. I moan again, causing her to look at me wide eyed. "Is everything okay?" I ask her scared. She slowly climbs off of me, staring in the opposite direction. "Toni?" I sigh. "Look I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I just couldn't handle myself." I take a deep breath. "I'm sorry. Please look at me." I start to cry. She turns around to face me and I see her crying also. "I'm sorry." I cry. "I'm so sorry." She brings her thumb to my face, wiping the tears away.

"Don't be sorry. I enjoyed it, but it shouldn't have happened." She admits. "It can't happen again." I nod slowly, not understanding.

"Wait. I don't understand. If you didn't want it the why did you kiss back." I start to cry even more. "I don't understand. I can't handle this. Why would you do that to me?" I'm bawling now. I get off the bed, starting to run toward the bathroom. Just as I slam the door closed, her foot stops it. "Please just leave me alone." My vision blurred. She steps into the bathroom and closes the door. She walks toward me with a genuine look on her face, but there is a slight smirk on her face. Confused, I back up away from her, but she keeps coming closer until I'm back up against the wall. She brings her face close to mine so that I can feel her breathing on my face. She grabs my hand and puts it on her vagina. My breath hitches. "Do you feel that?" She asks referring to the wetness. I nod. "That's what you do to me." She moves my now shaking hand and puts it on her heart. Her heart beat is out of control. Still confused, I pull my hand down, but she grabs it and puts it on her cheek. "Please stop teasing me and leave me alone." I sigh, tears still in my eyes.

"You don't understand. If I had the option, I would fuck you so hard right now. Hmm. Fuck dude. You really don't understand" She bits her lip looking at my body up and down. "So why don't you?" I ask.

She sighs. "Like I said I don't have the option." She chuckles. "Why?" I cried. "What's stopping you? I want to know. I want to know what's stopping you from this." I say referring to my body. She sighs, meeting my eyes with her now teared up eyes.

"You wouldn't understand." She replies. "Try me. Teach me. Do something to help me understand. Because I'm completely clueless right now. Do you even want me?" I sigh.

"Fuck. Okay look. I have a- a boyfriend. Yeah, I'm gay, but I couldn't remember my feelings, not until I saw you. He is a great guy for the most part. Out in public he's so sweet, but when we're alone." She stops talking, unable to catch her breath. "Hey it's okay." I comfort.

I grab her hand and pull her back to the bed, sitting at the end, keeping my hand on hers. She takes a breath and continues, "He's so fucking rude and I- I hate him. I don't want to talk about what he's done. I just want to move on, but he won't let me. I've been trying to leave, but it's hard when you don't have anywhere else to go." She stops as I interrupt her. "But you do. Okay? You can always stay with me. But you're in New York now. He can't get to you." I say. She sighs. "As much as I wanted to continue what we were doing, if he found out, he'd kill me. And he always finds out  someway." She starts to cry more. "God. I love you so much. I just can't be with you, not until he's out of the picture." She confesses, looking down.

I use my other hand to lift her chin, making her look at me. "Trust me. He's gone. Okay? You're far away from Riverdale. There's no way he can get to you. Or find out what you're doing. Fuck. I hate the world." I sigh before continuing. "I fucking love you too." I smile. "You have no idea how long I've been wanting to say that." I chuckle. She just stares into my eyes. "Can you trust me?" I ask. She nods slowly.

I grab the back of her neck and pull her into a sweet kiss. It isn't rough or fast, but it's slow and sweet. She kisses back, but this time, there isn't any other intentions. I pull back putting our foreheads together.

"Fuck. You're a good kisser." She responds laughing.

Hey gays, I'm mean guys. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. It's unedited bc I'm a lazy hoe. Bye.

Word count: 1190

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