The Secrets We Keep: A Choni Story

Chapter 39

1 week later
The day before their anniversary
Toni's POV
Dalton hasn't been the same since the incident last week, actually he's gone back to his old ways, he's been calling me names, making me feel bad about myself, telling me Cheryl will find someone better than me and leave me.

And I was trying not to think too much about it I didn't want to dwell on it because my anniversary was coming up and I was really excited for Cheryl to see the ring I got for her.

I decided it was best for me to cut Dalton off now, he almost killed Pea, Fangs and Jug.

Flashback
I was in the passenger seat of Dalton's car, he was driving me to the Wyrm because my bike was at the shop. Pea, Fangs and Jug were riding in front of us in their bikes and slowly but surely Dalton was speeding up.

"Aye D, slow down," I said, gripping onto the handle on the door.

He ignored me and kept speeding up, right now we were basically riding all the guys.

"D! Slow the hell down!" I yelled.

He just kept speeding up almost clipping the boys bikes, this was when I had enough.

I grabbed the emergency brake and pulled it and the car came to an immediate stop.

"Can't I have a little fun, T," he laughed.

"Dalton you could have killed them," I explained.

"Whatever," he scoffed.

I got out the car and started to walk, I tried my best not to cry because the person in that car wasn't my best friend.
End of flashback

I got my phone and called Dalton.

"Hey T, missing me already?" he picked up.

"No, actually, I just need to tell you, I can't keep doing this, you promised you'd changed and here we are again, don't call me," I said.

"You know you need me Toni you're nothing without me!" he exclaimed.

"I did fine without you then I'll do fine without you now," I sighed, hanging up the phone.

Cheryl was at Thistlehouse and I was at my trailer, that phone call was my breaking point, I had had enough.

I stood up and walked into the living room and just trashed it. Once I had calmed down I looked at the carnage that was my living room.

"No," I whispered.

I had thrown down a photo of me and my dad when I was younger the frame was intact but the glass was cracked.

"Damnit, you stupid idiot, Toni," I scolded myself.

I wasn't okay, and I needed something to make me feel better, more specifically someone.

10 minutes later
I was ripped out of my thoughts by a knock on the door.

I got up and answered the door, I was met with my beautiful girlfriend standing there looking lovely.

"Hey baby," she greeted walking in.

"Hi," I replied, meekly.

"Baby, what happened?" she asked looking at the living room.

"I cut Dalton off because he's been verbally and emotionally abusing me again and then I got mad," I explained.

"I'm going to kill that son of a b-" she stated, getting mad.