Let me love you

Untitled Part 2

Why am I so nervous?

I pulled up at pop's. I then got off my bike. I walked inside and saw Cheryl was already there. I walked over and sat down with her. "Hey." I smiled. "Hey." She smiled back. God she's beautiful. "So, wanna play twenty questions?" She asked. "Sure." I replied. "I'm asking first." She stated. "Ask away. You can be brutal." I smiled. "Do you actually deal drugs?" She asked. "No. Other gangs do, we don't." I replied. "Your opinions on Donald trump?" Cheryl asked. I fake gagged. "He can rot in hell." I replied. "Good. I feel the same." She smiled. She asked questions as I did as well. We seemed to be getting along well. "Last question. Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked. "Nope. Everyone thinks I'm this loveless monster. My mother wishes I was dead instead of my brother. So do I. My mother once caught me and my best friend in the same bed and called me deviant. She payed her family to never say anything to anyone about it." She replied. She was now crying. "Cheryl, I'm so sorry. But you have got to know you're mother's wrong. You're not loveless, you're not deviant, ok? You're sensational." I stated. "How would you know?" She asked. "Because from Betty has told me about you, I know what it's like to want to hide your feelings. When I found out I was gay, a lot of people used faggot as an insult. I was scared. But Fangs and I came out together. The gang supported us no matter what. But I stayed in the closet for a year. I get you have been hiding for so much longer than me. I get that what happened to you is so much harder than what I went through. But I know that it is scary. I know for a fact that being who you are is scary. Jughead was the first person who found out. Mainly because I was checking out another girls ass. But honestly, I know how traumatic it can be." I confessed. "Thanks. That does make me feel a bit better." Cheryl smiled. "Has anyone been bullying you?" I asked. "Yes. They are calling me names. Fat, slut, whore." She replied. "Who?" I asked. "Some of the jocks." She replied. "Ok, come to the bathroom." I sighed. "Why?" She asked sceptically. "Cheryl, if I was gonna murder you, Which I would never do. I'm not stupid enough to do it in a diner." I teased. She smiled softly at the comment. We both went to the bathroom. "Look in the mirror. Tell me what you see." I instructed. She looked in the mirror. "A aneorexic, heartless bitch, fat." She started listing things. "Wanna know what I see? I can see a beautiful, hot, strong, independent, courageous woman. You need to believe me when I say this. You're not a heartless bitch. You're not fat. You're amazing just the way you are. Never let anyone tell you any different. And if they do, show them that you're the boss botch, the HBIC. Make them know that you could destroy them if you wanted to. Tell them that their opinion is the most irrelevant thing in the world. I will always be here if you need a shoulder to cry on. You can call me anytime. Weather it be two in the morning or eleven at night. I will pick up no matter The time. If I don't I give you permission to kick my ass." I ranted. "You're gonna make a very lucky girl happy one day." She smiled. "I don't need anyone else to make happy. I just need to know that you're ok. You're all that matters." I smiled and hugged her. "Who new a serpent member could be such a softie?" Cheryl giggled. "All snakes have a soft underbelly." I stated. "God you're literally the sweetest human in the planet." She commented. "Thanks. Just remember what I just said. I'm always here." I stated. "I won't forget. Thank you TT." She sighed. "TT huh? I'm used to tiny. But I like this one better." I smiled. "If I have a nickname for you, you should have on for me." She stated. "Ok Cherbear." I smiled. She grinned at what I called her. God I love seeing her smile.