Memories - A Choni Love Story

Chapter 1

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Toni's POV

I looked at Cheryl. We had gotten back to her house after a short trip on my motorcycle around California. I walked through the door to be greeted by Nana Rose. She gave me and Cheryl a wave.

"Welcome back girls! Hope you had a lovely trip." She smiled.

"It's was perfect, thank you Nana." Cheryl stated, placing a kiss on her Nana's cheek as we headed to her room. Her Nana had always been good to me, accepted me.

Cheryl dumped her bag on the floor and turned to face me, putting her hands on my face. She pulled me in to a passionate kiss. I wanted it to last forever, but it was rather late, so I thought it would be best for me to go back to my trailer.

"As much as I would love to stay, I should go back to my trailer. My grandpa probably wants to see me after our trip, which I loved, by the way." I said. Cheryl frowned.

"No need to pout. I'll see you tomorrow. We still have a week or two left of break, which means more adventures." I said putting my hands on her hips.

"I'm looking forward to it."

"Me too." I mumbled. I planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. I loosened my grip of Cheryl and headed out of her room.

"See you later, T.T."

"See you soon, Cher." I said as I exited her room. I gave Nana Rose one last goodbye wave and got back to my motorcycle.

I walked in to my trailer. I looked to see if Grandpa was about, but he wasn't. I guessed he was at the Whyrm. I decided to leave him a text saying I was home.

I headed towards my desk. I picked up a pen and pulled my diary out from my drawer. Ever since my mother died and my dad walked out, I've been writing my thoughts and feelings down. It helps me cope. I put the pen to the paper and let the ink flow.

Dear diary,

This has been one of the best breaks from school I have had in, well, forever, and it hasn't even finished. What better way to spend the time off than with my beautiful girlfriend? It was amazing. Cheryl is amazing. We have been through so much together. There's so many incredible memories. It feels like we've had a lifetime together, with the amount of stuff that we have done, but it has actually only been about a year.

We have been roaming around doing all sorts of things. She even had her first motorcycle ride with me. It was hilarious.

~Toni's Memory~

"Don't be a baby! You'll be fine. Just get on." I said to Cheryl, holding the helmet in one hand and pulling her closer to me with the other.

"What if I lose grip? What if I fall off? What if-" I cut her off by laughing.

"What's so funny?" She questioned me.

"Nothing. Look, you won't fall off. All you gotta do is lock your arms around me and you'll be fine." I stopped for a moment."

"Promise?"

"Yes, I promise, Bombshell." I answered. Her arms looped around my neck as she pulled me in for a kiss. I put my hand to hers and pulled back.

"Oh my god, babe. You are literally shaking!" I chuckled.

"I'm nervous. Seriously, stop laughing. I'm sure you were nervous when you got on this bike for the first time." She ranted. I could hear her usual sassiness in her voice.

"Well played." I looked at her, when a cheeky grin grew on her face. Cheryl placed the helmet on her head. I put mine on too. Instantly, I felt Cheryl's arms wrap around my waist. I drove off, hearing an anxious sigh from my girlfriend behind me.

~end of memory~

I put my pen back to my paper and continued writing.

So, it had been great. I had gotten to know Cheryl so well, almost better than I know myself. I've learnt all about her past, the pain and the happiness and I had told her everything about me. Well, almost. I haven't told her about my parents, more specifically my dad. At least, not the details. All she knows is that my mom died and my dad just fucked off. But after all that she has told me, I felt ready to tell her everything. No more holding back. It has just been hard. I haven't shared the pain with anyone. I didn't feel like I could trust anyone with my feelings. That was until I met Cheryl. She opened up to me almost straight away, so I felt that I owed her the same.

I removed the pen from the paper and placed my diary back in its home. Nobody knows about it. Maybe one day, in the future, my diary will be used as a way to look back on our past. Maybe we will both be laughing at it. I can already see Cheryl finding it hilarious that I even have one. Although I bet she has a secret one too. Everyone probably does.

The diary has been like therapy for me, a way to vent all of my feelings. I used to think diaries were stupid, but somewhere, I read something. It was stories of people who had experienced serious trauma in their life and said that writing down their thoughts really helped. Or even other people who may struggle with things such as anxiety.

To me, it was also like a scrapbook. I had started to include a load of polaroids of me and Cheryl. It was a collection of some of our best memories. I turned the page and looked back at a photo. It was me and her on top of a hill. Another great moment from our trip around California.

~Toni's memory~

"This trip has been amazing so far, Toni. I think I am finally getting used to the whole motorcycle thing. I have finally got over my fears." Cheryl said, whilst putting out the last few bits of food on the blanket. We were in a great spot. It was a place we had discovered whilst exploring. We could easily watch the sunset.

"Well I'm glad to hear that." I intertwined our fingers. Cheryl smiled at me.

"How about we eat? Actually, that's more of a rhetorical question because I'm going to eat even if you say no. I'm literally starving!" Cheryl groaned. I looked at her and stared into her perfect eyes and kissed her cheek.

~end of memory~

Just thinking about the memories had me smiling.