Get to Digging

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Toni's P.O.V
For the past two weeks, Cheryl has been working her ass off with tracking down whoever the unknown person is, and the case with Veronica. I told her to push back the stuff for the case with Veronica, but she said literally "This fucked up system here says that they won't accept the case if we don't get evidence and everything in like the next 2 weeks".

I felt bad, and wanted to help, but I could never get the chance to ask Cheryl if I could help. Cheryl needed all the time she could get to figure out everything that's going on, and she wanted to make sure I was "safe". With that being said, Cheryl told Mr.Weatherbee about the unknown person issue and asked him if we could do school at home. He agreed, but Cheryl had to pay and threaten him to keep his mouth shut, and to not tell the sheriff department.

Right now, I'm in my bed doing some of Cheryl's homework. I finished mine about an hour ago, and took a break afterwards, and just started to do her work now. This was the only thing that I could do to help Cheryl out. At first she would go the whole day sorting things out, then at like 1-4 in the morning she would do her homework, only get 5 hours of sleep, and repeats the process. A knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts, and I said "Come in".

Cheryl popped her head in ,and walked in and pushed everything off my lap. "Why'd-mm" I got cut off by her pressing her lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around her waist as she straddled me, and continued moving her lips against mine.  I felt wetness hit my face, so I pulled away and saw Cheryl crying. "Cher what ha-" she cut me off by kissing me again and sliding her tongue into my mouth. She scratched the back of my neck which made me shiver. She then trailed her nails across my neck which made me tingle down there.

I know she was trying to distract me now, so I forced myself off of her. I grabbed her hands and held them together and looked at her. She turned her head away and I brought my hand up to her face to make her look at me. She looked down and I whispered out "Baby please look at me". She slowly trailed her eyes u until they reached mine.

Her eyes look slightly red, and the tears were still coming, but slowly. "Cher what's wrong?" I asked her in a soft voice. She shook her head no and I just looked at her and aid "Babe it's okay you can tell me" I told her in a reassuring way. "This is all my fucking fault" she said and then just broke down crying. I brought her into me and wrapped my arms around her waist tightly. She wrapped her arms around y neck and cried even more. She was doing the type of cry where you're coughing, you can barely breath, and everything, and I was really worried now. I tried calming her but nothing was working so I laid both of us down, and started talking random shit.

"Umm I heard that a man found a rat at Popeyes and now I'm scared cause I ate there the other day, and I don't know if I'm gonna be shitting rats. Smoking and weed makes you high, but what drugs make you low? If cats have nine lives, then how come my cousins cat died after he threw it out the window twice? Did I tell you that when I was like 8 I tried licking my elbow, ad when I tried pulling it to my mouth, I knocked two of my teeth out. I got some strong ass elbows or something right Cher. I remember that after we went to the dentist to check if I was fine my mom beat my ass a bit. She told me "Toni why would you do that shit, now your dumbass will have to smile with a big ass gap in your mouth at picture day". I totally forgot that 2 days from then, it was picture day, so now I have a toothless pic of myself in our little yearbook that we got". I smiled at that day with my mom, then sighed at how much I missed her.

I looked at Cheryl and she was just looking up at me. I looked at her and asked "What I do". She just smiled which made me smile too. "So wanna tell me why you had a breakdown there, or no" I asked her. She nodded her head and then sat up on my legs. She first ran her hands through her hair and it looked as if she was thinking about what to say in her head. She looked at me, and then intertwined both of my hands with hers.

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