1/2 - cheronica fanfic

24: cheryl

cheryl hung up the phone, and cried.
she cried until her eyes wouldn't let her, she cried until she felt numb, she cried until she knew it was time to stop crying.
they had only been together for two days, but it didn't feel like only two. it felt like they had been together for much longer. they had been best friends for half the year, and telling veronica she had to break up with her meant the end of all that. it meant no more going over to her house to play childish games, no more sleepovers and talking about deep shit until 2am. no more random conversations and making noises that made people think they were high. no more inside jokes, no more texting, no more being together at all.
no more veronica.
veronica.
veronica was the most amazing person she knew. the most beautiful human alive. she was the light of cheryl's sad life. why did it have to be this way? why couldn't cheryl be happy, why couldn't she be happy with veronica without worrying about other people? why did she have to have been such a terrible person all these years? why did she have to have veronica come into her life at the pit of her existence? why did cheryl of all people have to have a dead dad, an ex best friend, and an abusive mother? why didn't anyone else have sucky stuff happen to them?
she stopped herself there, because she knew that everyone had sucky stuff happen to them. she wasn't special. it was selfish to think everyone else's lives were perfect. it was unhealthy to think of only the bad parts of her life. there were plenty of amazing things she had. she had money, she didn't worry about getting jobs or saving up for things. she had privilege, she was a white cis woman. she had freedom, she had water, she had food, she had people who looked out for her. well, no. she had one person.
she had veronica.
veronica was there for her when she was in need of a friend, veronica was there to cheer her up when she wasn't feeling sad, veronica was there when she just needed a hug.
veronica was there.
but now she wasn't.
cheryl and her were over, and cheryl had been the one to end it. she didn't have a girlfriend anymore, and hell, she didn't even have a friend anymore.
which reminded her of why she had done it. she needed to apologize. for real. she needed to actually be a good person, not just to veronica. if veronica told everyone cheryl was a good person, that wouldn't be enough. if cheryl just said she was sorry, that wouldn't be enough. maybe even if cheryl did her very best to earn back everyone's trust, that wouldn't be enough. but she could try. she had to try. if she ever wanted to live a happy and guilt free life with veronica, she had to try.
she knew she wasn't the target of everyone's hate for no reason,, she knew deserved this hate, she knew she wasn't going to be let off scot-free for everything she did wrong. she had to do her absolute best to even get a chance at forgiveness. which was why she pulled out her phone and searched her contacts for the oldest contact in her phone. Betty Cooper.

dialing...

[guys i'm so so sorry this is such a LONG story,,, we're only like halfway and on the 24th chapter 😰. sorry lol,, i'll try to write faster timed chapters]