Her Senor [Cheryl Blossom]

Chapter 9

Jake's POV

I was finally set free from the hospital but now the doctor had put me on some kind of really strong medication in order to help me with my healing but also because they say I was going to start having nervous breakdown after remembering being shot directly in the chest.

everyone keeps saying it's a miracle how I survived but I'm surprised myself I really don't know what it was all I know is I'm alive and I'm okay I have an amazing girlfriend friends who care about me and even my dad who's there.

my mother is starting to come visit me every week for the past two weeks and she just really is worried about me she wants to make sure I'm okay and she constantly keeps asking me if I'm ever going to come back home because she thinks Riverdale is a dangerous place for me but I always keep telling her that I'm fine I'm not going anywhere I'm not leaving Cheryl.

My family and friends now is all that matters to me I'm thankful to be alive at this moment as everyone says but I still wonder what would have happened if that bullet reached my heart.

I was now at home in bed Cheryl always came over every morning to fix me breakfast to make sure I take my pills and we'd even have some good times.

She keeps saying how she's going to take care of me no matter what until I heal at least I tell her everyday that I'm fine and she has nothing to worry about she just gives me that bossy sexy look and walks off.

I lay in my bed shirtless but my phone in my hand just twirling it moving around thinking about I don't even know what all I can do is wander.

I can't even leave the house without protection without someone having to come with me making sure I don't get into a fight without someone asking me did I take my pills or do I have them on me it feels like I need help.

My dad keeps considering that I go see a therapist just so I can get everything off my chest maybe I'll feel better but that's not really my problem.

I sighed thinking maybe I wasn't selling a rush to get in a fight or just to beat someone's ass then maybe I want to be in this condition and maybe my family wouldn't be so worried about me.

"Jake you okay?" Cheryl asked as she stood in the doorway of my bedroom I slightly smiled and nodded I really had no other words to say I can't lie to her and say "yeah I'm okay Cheryl everything's alright."

She started slowly walking towards the bed I'm sat down looking at me. I could tell she's worried about me but it's been 2 weeks I need everyone to come down I'm okay I think . . . .

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

"Nothing I just want you to get better."

"Don't worry, I will soon."

She looked at me and I smiled. "I promise."

Days past and days turned into weeks and weeks turn 2 into a whole month a whole month of pain in nightmares and dreams I can't keep going like this I have to get better for my sake for my friends my mom, my dad, and Cheryl.

I love Cheryl I really do I can't tell her about these things because I know that if I do she'll just worried more than she already is she thinks I'm getting better I'm really not. I want to tell her everything I want to be that guy but, I'm doing this for her safety I'm doing this because I care about her so much I don't want to see her getting emotional or breakdown. So I'm just going to have to ride this out a little while longer just until it gets better.

I want to, I will get better.