Chim - Heart On My Sleeve

Chapter 2

Chapter 2 [/B]

I'm stood at the window in my living room, staring out into the car park of the complex I live in. I don't even know if she'll show up. Maybe she was just trying to get rid of me. I wouldn't blame her. It's a lot to ask of her to speak to me after everything. I wish I could go back. Hindsight is a wonderful, albeit painful thing. We were best friends. Best friends that turned into lovers. We were perfect.

“Morning babe” Kimberley smiled as she breezed in. I stood up from the couch and opened my arms up to her,

“Morning” I replied, pulling her into a hug. I closed my eyes as I felt the all to familiar butterflies. I was getting used to them now. Although it had taken months for me to realise what they were, I had now starting to accept that I was in love with my best friend. My beautiful Kimba,

“Are you ok?” She asked. I nodded with a smile,

“I'm fine are you?”

“Yeah...I saw the papers” I frowned,

“Oh? I didn't”

“Right. Has no one told you what's in there?” She looked worried,

“No...should I know something?”

“Babe...Ashley is on the front page”

“Why?” I felt my stomach drop at the mention of his name. My ex husband. The man I vowed my life to, only to have him tip it upside down,

“He's sold his story...about your marriage”

“He's WHAT?” I stormed through the house and picked up my laptop. Searching his name on Google, the headline popped up, causing my eyes to nearly pop out.

Ashley Cole : “Cheryl couldn't please me”

I clicked onto the link, tapping on the computer impatiently as it loaded. Reading through the article made me feel sick,

“She couldn't give me what I needed”

“Our sex life was non-existent...she was more interested in Kimberley than she was me”

“I tried to make it work...she is impossible”

I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment as I took in the words. How did he know about my feelings towards Kimberley. Had Kimberley read the article? Did she know what he'd said?

“Have you read this?” I asked her as she entered the room slowly. She nodded her head and eyed me closely,

“I saw the headline and had to know what the wanker was saying now” she sat down beside me and looked at the screen. I knew what was about to happen but there was nothing I could do. I watched her as she pointed to the quote about her,

“What does he mean?” She asked quietly. I shrugged,

“Just talking stupid...you know what he's like” I replied meekly, my cheeks colouring as I tried to lie. I was never good at that, “do you want a brew?” I asked, trying to steer the conversation away from my feelings. She shook her head and looked at me,

“Look at me Cheryl” I did as I was told, turning to face her, “what's going on?” she asked. I gulped,

“Ashley is paranoid” I replied. It sounded more like a question. More like I was asking if that was a valid explanation. She shook her head and sighed,

“Babe?”

“I...I don't know how he knows. I swear...I've only known since we broke up” I rambled. She looked confused,