The Quiet Kid: (choni)

12: Last Night

CHERYL POV:

"I really love her." Toni plays with his hands drunk out of his mind. He doesn't even realize that I'm who he's talking about, it's really funny. "The- the other day I- I asked her if she wanted kids, she didn't really answer but I can tell she does. She always wants to babysit my brother and she's good- good with kids." He rambles. He mumbles to himself for a few more minutes and drifts off to sleep. I sit here and wonder if it's true? I shrug it off and go to sleep.

TONI POV:

I wake up with a slitting headache. I hold my head with one shut in pain and sit up. What happened last night? There is a knock on the door and Cheryl walks in. "What happened?" I ask quietly. Cheryl sits on the bed. "You got really drunk and said the weirdest things." She plays with the blanket under her. "You also tried to shave with my razor." My eyes widen and I reach for my face. "I stopped you before you could." I look down and laugh. "I'm sorry. You had to drive me home." I apologize. "You have your demons." She plays with my hand. "You have been through hell, Toni you have so much going on in your head. You shouldn't be drinking your problems away, but I get that you feel like it's the only way to sort out your problem. I don't mind picking you up, because I know you don't like having Sarah seeing you like this. I also don't want this to become a thing though. Promise?" I nod. "I won't." She takes a deep breath. "Is something bothering you?" I ask quietly. "Yes." She she says bluntly. I sit up, grab my shirt and put it on. "I saw my mom yesterday after school." She shakes her head. I take her hand. "She's officially lost her mind." Cheryl laughs sadly. "What happened?" I ask rubbing her thigh. "Some how she found out that I'm bi and lost her shit at me." She bites her lip to stop it from trembling as a tear leaves her eye. I wipe it and sigh. "Cher." I whisper. "She brought you into it and I've never gotten so mad at someone." She says quietly. "You really shouldn't be getting mad at anyone over me." She looks up. "I'm a mess and I'm surprised you're in love with me. Especially after nights like last night."

I walk into school, anxiety rising quickly and painfully. Cheryl takes my hand and kisses it. I shake my head. "I can't do this." I start to walk out but Cheryl stops me. "Yes you can. You did this yesterday." She cups my face. "Come on we have class." Kiss and I go to class, I pretend to pay attention. I just sit in the back and listen to my music. "I graded your test from yesterday." She passes them out slowly and gets to me. "See me after class." She hands me my test and it has a F on it. I roll my eyes as she walks away. I officially hate this place. The bell rings and I try to sneak out but the teacher stops me. "Toni!" I bite my tongue. I turn to her. "What?" I ask not making eye contact. She hands me a paper. "There is a psychologist here, I heard you have been having a hard time getting back into school. She's in that room if you want to talk to her." I nod and walk out. I look at the paper and throw it away at the first garage can I find along with my test. "Toni." I look back and see Jughead. "How are you?" He ask. "Fine." I look down and start walking away. I wanna to go home, I wanna to go home, I wanna to go home. No. I lied. I need to go home. "What do you want? I have art." I ask turning around. "You are not ok." He say rubbing his strap on his bag. "Good for me." I walk into art and actually enjoy something for the first time in a month. Luckily the teacher actually enjoys her job so she lets us go off on our own and do whatever we as long as it's art related. I've been working on a painting for Sarah's birthday. It's nothing big and exciting, it's literally roses in a vase. I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look and see Cheryl. "Hey baby." I say quietly. "Are you going home?" She ask rubbing my shoulder. "After this probably. I'm still hungover and I've been here for a hour and I feel like shit." That's when everything goes black. Welp never took my medication because this has to come up every once in a while.

"Toni." I open my eyes and Sarah is sitting on the edge of my bed. "I don't want to go to school. I can't." I say quietly. She moves hair out of my face. "I got a call from your teacher. I get that your going through a lot but you're retaking it." I shake my head and sit up. "I can't go to school." I say quietly. "You need to, I'm not moving you back to Southside high." I shake my head. "No! I can't walk into any school." I whisper about to cry. "I know, but you need to maybe forcing it on you wasn't the best and I'll admit that. But, you should go back to school one day." I nod in agreement. "I know. But, can I at least take a few more days off? I know no one got hurt or anything but, after what happened with my mom-." She finishes my sentence. "You can't even think about hearing a gun." I nod. Ever since that day at school I haven't really slept. It just shifted my life in the wrong direction and it fucking sucks. "Toni, I'm sorry you had to deal with this." I start crying. Sarah pulls me into a hug. "Toni." She rubs my back.