Fear- choni au

Chapter 2

Yes Toni is in this story just hold ur horses *tips cowboy hat*

Also those who were commenting is this an Fp x Cheryl ship NO ITS NOT Fp and Cheryl is more like a dad daughter companionship like- it's not like that you perverts

PLEASE don't skip this Toni is in next  chapter but it won't make since if I don't get this out of the way trust me you'll thank me once we get to choni ;)

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It had been 2 days since they ran into the rouges in Indianapolis Indiana. The duo had made it to Joliet Illinois although it was late. They had ran into multiple infected on the way but finally made a clear camp.

They sat on opposite sides of the fire as the dark night sky casted above them thousands of stars visible. Fp was staring at the fire a silence between the two.

"You would've been 27?" Cheryl asked as she took off her zip up jacket to exam the cut and bruises on her arm.

"What?" Fp huffed in his usual grumpy tone.

"When the outbreak started. You would've been 27 so were you like hitched to a woman. Or a man I mean whatever rocks your boat." Cheryl corrected herself as she grabbed the rubbing alcohol and rubbed it on each of the cuts on her arm.

"The saying is whatever floats your boat," fp said still looking at the flames. He let his jaw clench at the thought of Katie. "I was married to a girl yes." Fp let out.

Cheryl finished wrapping the bandage around her arm and put her hoodie back on. "Tell me about her?" Cheryl suggested as she leaned back.

"Why?" Fp looked up at the teenager with curiosity.

"Dunno to be fair I don't know anything about you, you could be one of those Pedo-puh -isles" Cheryl said tilting her head in all seriousness.

"Pedophiles. They're called pedophiles. And I'm not a pedophile I'm just trying to take you to safety. A thank you would be appreciated." Fp corrected once more.

Cheryl gave him a knowing look for him to continue about his wife. Fp gave in clearing his throat.

"Her name was Kaitlin but she hated that name so she went by Katie. She was taller than me and she always made fun of me for it. She had this beautiful black curly hair. She was gorgeous." Fp smiled fondly as he thought of his wife.

It was the first time Cheryl saw the man smile. He looked calmer in that moment. But she furrowed her eyebrows when his smile dropped.

"She was pregnant. We were gonna have a little girl. I wanted to name her topanga like off of this show we used to watch together but she wanted to name her after her mom, Ashley." He continued but looked up when Cheryl started to chuckle.

"What?" He asked feeling like he was over sharing.

"Topanga? What the fuck is a topanga?" Cheryl held in her laughter as he glared at her.

"Shut up." He said half heartedly which caused Cheryl to raise her hands in defense.

"She died on outbreak day." He let out his eyes going back to the orange and red flames of the fire.

"Was it by infected?" Cheryl guessed but surprisingly he shook his head no.

"My sister was with us we were trying to get to a shelter. She wanted to help this family so she opened the car door to dry and do it I pulled her back, and well Stacy's dumbass took her eyes off the road and we crashed." He informed grimacing about the horrible memory he still had nightmares about.

"Is that why you don't talk with your sister?" Cheryl assumed.

"No, we stayed with each other for ten years after the outbreak." Fp looked up to Cheryl as a strong awkward silence fell between the two.