Tap! Tap! Tap! All that was heard in Thornhill, Cheryl sat on her desk phone held against her left ear. Relentlessly tapping her red pen on the mahogany desk, "Pick up…" she closed her eyes, "pick up, please… Oh thank God! Ambrose… it's Cheryl, please… I just need someone to talk to… my life is falling apart and I need help fixing me, please."
Penelope heard the whole conversation, clearing her throat. "Calling that slut of a witch, Cheryl?"
Cheryl puts the phone down, "She is my mother…"
"Please, she gave you up, you ungrateful child!" Penelope snarled.
Cheryl had tears in her eyes, it was true Zelda did give her away; no matter her reason was, she gave her daughter away and it hurt.
When Penelope left, Cheryl picked up her phone. "I need to be whole again…" she decided.
That was the day that Cheryl set Thornhill ablaze.
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Cheryl Spellman
Fanfiction"'Cheryl Bombshell Blossom' what a laugh." "If they only knew..." Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story.
