Brave - FanFic CHIM/CHERYL COLE

Part 205

Author's POV

"Oh, I'm surprised you remembered where you lived" Kimberley half joked, she was sat at home with baby Bella whilst her wife and daughter were out shopping the day away. She was hurt, upset and frustrated that they didn't give her a second thought.

"I'm sorry babe.. But look, I got you your favorite chocolates" Cheryl waved the box of chocolate turtles in hopes to get her wife into a good mood

"I don't want" Kimberley rolled her eyes, walking back into the front room where Isabella was sound asleep in her Moses basket. Cheryl hated when Kimberley was upset, she never wanted her to be anything but happy, and beaming with bliss.

"How was your day?" Cheryl asked, she wanted to change the subject - she really just wanted to get that smile back on her beautiful wife's face

"You're looking at it" Kim frowned, keeping her eyes glued to the television - she wanted to let Cheryl know that; yes she was upset, and she wanted her wife to apologize for leaving her at home - again.

"I erm.. I got you some things" Cheryl was choosing her words carefully, she knew what Kimberley was like - she was going to blow up on her any second now.

"Oh how kind of you" She scuffed, flicking impatiently through the channels - Cheryl wasn't looking at anything else but her upset wife sat next to her

"How about I make you a cup of tea" Cheryl was going to try anything, but by the looks of it Kim was beyond upset

"I've just had one. I'm going to sleep" She said, abruptly standing up and tossing the remote off to the side

"You can put Bella in her crib" And with that she disappeared out of the front room leaving Cheryl feeling sorry for herself.

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Kim's POV

All I wanted was for her to give me a second thought - it's like she doesn't even care about me anymore. She's always off doing something, and its always work this, and work that. I know she loves me, but chocolate turtles and cups of tea's aren't going to make up for what she did - she didn't even ask me to join them on this shopping trip. I wouldn't have joined, but just her asking me would be enough. I closed my eyes pretending to be asleep - my back facing the door as I heard her quietly creep in.

"Baby, I know you're not sleeping" She whispered, her voice sad and upset - she was upset with herself and in some cruel way I was glad she was beating herself up for it.

"Cool" I was acting like a teenager, I knew I was taking it too far - but at the same time, I needed her to understand that I'm not just here to be a nanny. She sighed, going into the closet to get changed for bed and ever so gently she crawled into bed - shuffling herself close to me

"I'm sorry" She whispered in my ear, placing a kiss against the back of my neck

"You mean more to me than you're letting yourself believe" I didn't need to speak, she knew my deepest thoughts, worries and troubles - she knew every inch of me

"Turn around beautiful" I turned around, facing her as she lay on her side

"I love you, and I'm sorry.. I promise I do care a lot about you" She leaned in giving me a lingering kiss - she was always so urgent with her kisses. She didn't give me a chance to pull away, grabbing the back of my neck and deepening the kiss - her tongue sliding into my mouth without a second thought. She was taking action; she was rushing and forcing me to take it in some strange way. Her body laying on top of me, hands slowly creeping up my nightshirt

"Cheryl" I grabbed her hand, making her stop - pushing her off me completely

"Fcks sake" She sighed loudly, grabbing the duvet and aggressively pulling it over her like a stubborn child

"What is up with you?" She snapped, throwing the covers off her and standing up to her feet - she stood in front of the bed

"Leave me alone Cheryl" I didn't want to talk about it, I didn't want to say that - yes I am insecure, that I feel ugly, that I don't want my wife to judge how I look. I felt doubtful, and overweight - this wasn't me; I was always so confident.

"No! What's the matter with you?" She was angry, her arms being thrown up in the air as she shouted at me

"What!? Are you not enjoying us in bed anymore!" She was making herself think it was her fault, it was nobodies fault but my own

"I'm not sleeping in here" I said, she gripped my wrist not allowing me to walk out of the bedroom - yanking me back over to her

"You're not getting out that easily" Her free arm clenching my jaw - forcing me to look at her

"Who have you been sleeping around with!? Huh? Who!?" She shook my head, her teeth gritting together - she took me by surprise, the words that came out of her mouth weren't something I would have ever guessed she would ask

"Let go!" I pulled myself out of her hold, walking back over to the door - but turning around to say one final thing

"How dare you" I was hurt, how could she even think I would be sleeping around with someone other than her - I would never do that to her in a million years, how could she forget all the times I had her in my arms as she cried her heart out from the cheating scandals that dirt bag put her through.

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Julie's POV

I wasn't sleeping, and I could hear my parents fighting - I didn't want to get into it; but I heard Mum's light cries echoing in the corridor as she made her way to the guest bedroom across the hall from my room. I didn't give it a second thought as I went over to her.

She was curled up on the king sized bed, she was broken and she was trying not to let the sobs escape her lips. I went over to her, pulling her into me - suddenly it was me comforting my Mum, not the other way around. It was me trying to get her cries to tame down, it was me telling her comforting words and placing kisses against her sad face.

"What's wrong?" I was getting upset, I couldn't watch Mum break in front of me like this - she was always so strong

"She thinks I-I'm cheating" She hiccupped, her cries had gone down and she was now just laying in my arms - her head resting against my chest. I couldn't believe what Mum had just told me, she was always so loyal and she always showed her love to Mam - why would Mam ever think that?

"I'm not feeling myself" She whispered, I stroked her back - encouraging her to continue, I wanted to her to open up; maybe we could solve this together

"I haven't been myself since the baby.. She always wants it.. and I cant give it" She didn't need to go into detail, I knew what she meant - I could only imagine how insecure she must be feeling after giving birth to baby Izo

"I've gained weight, and I cant find myself to get naked in front of her" I was starting to get images in my head - cringing at the thought of my parents getting intimate

"How about we take some classes together? Maybe cardio or like a dancing class?" I asked her, I wanted to help her get back to herself - she was smiling now, a sleepy smile

"You think that will help?" She asked

"Yeah, I can take care of Izo.. It's not a problem. I don't like seeing you sad" I whispered, my hand resting against her damp cheek

"Thank you Angel" She sniffed, pulling me into her arms - taking over her motherly role once again. The cries and sobs long and forgotten as we spent the night talking about our deepest fears, and secrets. She told me how she was afraid Mam wouldn't find her sexy, or beautiful - which was untrue, you could see it in Mam's eyes.

They always lit up when Mum walked through - but the thought of Mam thinking Mum would cheat had really hurt her, and she didn't know how she was going to forgive her for thinking such a thing. We fell asleep that night wrapped up in each other - I loved nothing more than to fall asleep in Mums loving arms.