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-Author's POV-

Cheryl falls atop of her daughter's bed, releasing an irritated sigh. Madison sets her phone down, shuffling beside her Mam, both staring up at the ceiling.

"Whatcha huffing about?" The teen asks, turning her head to take a look at her Mam's frustrated expression.

"Your Mum is stupid." Cheryl begins, huffing once more.

Madison giggles, "What'd she do this time?"

"I think she's forgot about our anniversary." Cheryl turns her head, now facing her daughter. "How many hints could I possibly give her, damn nutters head is too thick to get the fcuking hints."

They share a giggle, Cheryl relaxing around her daughter's pleasant aura.

"She's got a lot going on at work." The teen covers for the blonde, "Would you be upset if she did forget?" She asks, already knowing the answer.

"What kind of question is that?" Cheryl frowns, "This would be considered our tenth year anniversary. From the start to the end. From the first time we ever met, to our wedding day, until today. Ten whole years of knowing each other... Isn't that crazy? Mam's right proud of us, I'll have you know." She smiles.

"Proud that you married someone?" The teen asks, giggling. Earning her a light smack to the stomach.

"Cheeky." Cheryl narrows her eyes, "No... Just that I've found the person that loved us for us." She shrugs. "Isn't that something?"

"I guess that's something to be proud of." Madison shrugs, "Are you proud of me?" She unintentionally asks, soon cursing herself for asking such a question.

"Why?" Cheryl pouts, "Do you think I'm not proud of you?"

"Well.. I haven't really accomplished anything." The teen shrugs, "Nothing to be proud of." Another shrug.

"I'm proud of the girl you're becoming every single day." Cheryl begins, eyes conveying emotions. She reaches out, taking her daughters hand into her own. "You do know that I was proud of you, throughout all of your x-factor journey, to the moment you walked into our home and became ours. I was always proud of you. You overcame so many challenges, every single scar to your heart.. You let it all go, you allowed yourself to fight the bad with the good." She smiles, shuffling closer and placing a kiss to her daughter's forehead. "I'm proud of the person you will be.. Whoever you choose to become." She smiles further, "Heck. I'd be proud of you, even if you were a bloody murderer—"

"Too far Mam."

They share a laugh.

"Yeah.. Probably not that proud." They sigh simultaneously, "Would you still love us if I killed your Mum for forgetting our big day?"

"Nah. I'd probably help you hide her body."

They laugh, loudly. Loving this exact moment being shared between the two.

"But on a serious note." Cheryl smiles, widely. "What do you want for Christmas?" She asks, desperately needing to know.

"Mam, I already have everything.. I wouldn't possibly know what the hell I want." Madison speaks truthfully. "I don't know.. Maybe we can just spend time with each other. Maybe Mum can take some time off work? Or something." She shrugs. "I really just enjoy being with you both."

Cheryl smiles. "Kinda weird to think a teenager likes spending time with her parents."

Madison giggles, "It's different though.. No?" She asks, pouting. "Yous just came into my life. So it's still fresh." She giggles.

"You think you'll ever get to a point where you can't stand the sight of us and would want to move out?"

"Probably – ouch!" the teen dramatically winces, rubbing her stomach from the light smack her Mam gave her once again. "This counts as child abuse I'll have you know—"

"Remember when you used to use that on us?" Cheryl giggles, "God I couldn't stand you—"

"You're not actually supposed to tell us that." Madiosn rolls her eyes, "Could you really not stand us?"

Cheryl internally smiles, her daughter never noticing the Geordie lingo she's picked up.

"Well, at the beginning I wanted to strangle the crap out of you." Cheryl giggles, "You were so fcuking annoying." She whines, groaning. "God, you were so damn cocky—"

"I wonder who I get it from." Madison gives her a cheeky wink, "Trust me when I tell you, I couldn't stand you either."

They giggle. "But here we are..."

"When did you start actually liking us?" Cheryl asks, eager.

"Erm..." Madison thinks, "Remember that one time I snuck out of the contests house and you were out there looking for me?"

Maddy asks, taking her Mam back to the memory.

~~~~~

"Keep your muddy shoes off the floor!" Cheryl tells her off seriously.

"You're the one that's forcing me into this car, so face the consequence's." Madison shoots back and puts her muddy trainers to the ground, ignoring Cheryl's scowl.

"Can I tell you something?" The Geordie says with a forced smile.

"Sure.. Not like I can stop you."

"I like to drive in the morning without a sound.. Meaning.. Not a sound." Madison forces herself not to reply, her scowled expression only grows as Cheryl drives in the opposite direction of her original destination.

"You're going the-"

"Not a sound." Madison grumbles in her seat, it's become a job moving her features with the tight mask the mud had created.

"I'm not going down." The teen speaks up; Cheryl ignores her completely and puts in the codes to her gated home. The gates open with luxury.

"Not going-"

"No choiceeee" Cheryl sings, it only ticks Madison off. Cheryl seemed to know every button to press, and she's pressed every single one of them.

"For someone who's forty-"

"Finish the rest of that sentence and I'm hosing you down in the fcuking garden." Madison bites her muddy lower lip and averts her smiling eyes out of sight.

"Out you get." Cheryl quickly climbs out of the car, and rushes over to the teen's side. Making sure she wasn't running off anywhere.

"I'm not disabled.. I can walk you know-"

"Didn't doubt your walking," Cheryl rolls her eyes. "Just.. You'll get me wife's seats muddy-"

"Could have managed my way back to the house just fine, I don't need you doing anything for me-"

"You should be a little more grateful, I drove around for hours-"

"What is it you want? Recognition? Did they not pap you driving around in search for the troubled contestant? Shall we go back and try again-"

"You don't know a single thing about us do you?" Cheryl laughs dryly and shuts the passenger door.

"Don't really care to be honest-"

"Didn't think you did-"

"Cheryl!" Kimberley breaks through the tension, her voice sounds from the front door.

"Where have you been?!" She snaps, never seeing Madison hidden behind the tinted car doors.

"I went-"

"You just leave without telling me?" The blonde sighs in frustration.

"See who wears the pants in this relationship-"

"I'm this fcuking close to taking you back-"

"Who're you talking to?" Kimberley steps down to the graveled ground and finally sees a muddy Madison.

"What have you two been doing?" She raises her eyebrow in question.

"Miss Madison here thought it was a good idea to sneak out at night and watch the bloody stars" Cheryl speaks sarcastically.

"You found her?" Kimberley questions her wife.

"Not really-"

"You found her, you take care of her.. I need a fcuking coffee." Kimberley rants as she makes her way back into the house, mumbling inaudible words.

"Sounds like I'm some sort of stray dog you've found on the streets" Madison rolls her eyes.

"Dogs are cute" Cheryl winks and pulls the teen into the large home, taking her straight up to the guest bedroom.

"Don't touch a single thing!" Cheryl warns her, Madison sighs and stands in the middle of the luxury en-suite. The tub built in front of the floor length windows, looking out to the garden that took her breath away. The sun slowly creeps higher; leaching it's way into the white en-suite. The marbled flooring proved the luxury Kimberley and Cheryl lived.

"Right strip down and get in the bath-"

"Erm.. I'm not getting in anywhere until you leave-"

"You've got cuts, I just need to make sure they're not deep."

"I can do that myself-"

"Strip and get in the tub now." Cheryl speaks with authority. Madison groans and takes off the vest top and shorts, staying in her black bra and underwear.

"Not like I've not seen tits.. I've got tits and a v-"

"This could be classified as perving which can lead you to be a pedophile! I suggest you stop there." Cheryl rolls her eyes at the teens words and runs the warm water in the shower.

"Get in then" Cheryl takes the teens hand, this time she grasps it gently. Helping Madison beneath the running water.

"You're going to get soaked-"

"I've got me morning workout, so I'll be showering after.. It's fine. Wash yourself and I'll get the first aid kit." Madison nods and does as she's told, washing every part of her body from the mucky remains. She smiles at the Geordie's kind gesture.

She's a pain, but she's alright.

The burning sensation keeps her alert. She's exhausted and with each second under the water, it only makes her want the bed and cold pillow to sleep on.

"Okay, I think that's good.. Come out," The running water turns off.

"I didn't turn it off-"

"I did you numpty, come out." Cheryl giggles and shakes her head. She stands outside the glassed shower doors with a towel.

"How'd you do that from the outside?" The teen asks as she dries herself.

"The screen" Cheryl nods towards the small screen built into the wall beside the glass doors.

"Right.. - Ouch." Madison flinches to the cuts slightly bleeding.

"C'mere" She allows Cheryl to lead her out to the bedroom, and perching them both down on the sofa.

"Let us see your hands." Cheryl's hands roam Madison's arms for any cuts, she finds two slashes across the elbows. She begins to clean and mend the openings.

"Ow"

"You're alright," Cheryl concentrats as she plasters the openings with care.

"All better." They share a smile.

"Give us your legs now." She pats her lap and takes the teens legs reluctantly placing them there.

"Just a few here," Cheryl smiles at the wincing teen. "It'll only take a second-"

"I don't like blood" Madison closes her eyes, forcing the memories away.

"It's only a bit-"

"Please hurry." The green eyes begin to water, and this instantly gets Cheryl's heart to sink in question. Without another word, the Geordie quickly cleans up the mess.

"You are alright," She gives Madison's thigh a squeeze and gently sets her legs back down.

"Let us get you some clothes.. Okay?" The teen nods and watches the Geordie exit the bedroom.

Please hurry. She mentally pleads.

"Got you a pair of me pajamas.. Is that okay?" Madison nods again.

"Oh! Underwear-"

"It's alright," Madison quickly stops her, "I don't usually sleep in underwear."

"I'll just set them on the side-"

"Later," Cheryl frowns and gives in.

"You okay?"

"Yeah fine.. Just one second.. Let me just wear these" The teen laughs nervously and limps her way into the ensuite; she ignores the pain and changes hastily.

"Done?"

"Yeah.. Erm," Madison clears her throat. "Would it be alright if I take a nap-"

"Course, that's what I was going to ask.. C'mere" Madison allows Cheryl to lead her to the plush bed. Standing by her side, she waits until the covers are thrown back.

"Get in babe." Madison smiles, silently thanking the kind woman.

"You sleep as long as you like, you don't have any rehearsals today.. So you've got a day off. Erm.. Well," Cheryl clears her throat this time, and straightens up.

"Goodnight.. If you need us I'll be downstairs or upstairs.. Or somewhere in the house-"

"I get it Cheryl," Madison giggles and unexpectedly yawns. "I'll look for you if I need you." Her green orbs flutter shut, a ghost smile playing on her expression.

"Goodnight sweets" Cheryl whispers, and holds back the urge to kiss the teen into her sleep.

"Thank you" Madison whispers softly, Cheryl smiles and exits the bedroom. Leaving the sleeping teen to the enter dreamland with peaceful thoughts.

~~~~~

They both remain silent, the memory still playing repeatedly in both of their line of vision.

"You know," Madison speaks up first. "You said that you don't like to talk during morning car rides—"

"I lied." Cheryl giggles. "That's the moment I realized you meant more to us than I had intentionally lead meself to believe." She sighs softly, "I realize now why you sorta freaked out about the blood." She pulls her daughter in, knowing Christopher's death scarred her badly.

"Thank you." Madison whispers.

"For what?"

"For just.. Being patient with me all the time.. I... I realize now what a pain I was." They giggle.

"You're alright you know," Cheryl pulls her back, gently putting a few strands of hair behind the teens ear. "You were alright in the end." Their smiles mirror, dimples on full display.

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Cheryl shuffles around the bedroom, getting ready for bed. She catches glimpses of her wife, lying on their bed with her entire world focused on the phone in hand.

She clears her throat, "I'll just go brush me teeth.. Alright?"

"Mhm." Kimberley replies, eyes still glued to the iPhone.

Cheryl rolls her eyes, cursing under her breath from pure irritation.

Kimberley bites her lower lip, smirking at her wife's evident annoyance with her. She suppresses a giggle, climbing out of bed. "I'm just going to say my goodnights to Maddo – yeah?"

Cheryl rolls here eyes, mumbling with her mouth full of toothpaste.

The blonde walks out, making her way over to their daughter's bedroom, finally releasing a giggle. She does a quick knock before entering, Madison instantly putting her phone away.

"Were you watching porn—"

"What?!" The teen screeches.

"You put your phone away like you were watching porn." The blonde raises her eyebrow, walking over to her daughter's bed and settling down on the edge. "Because if you were that's fine, I used to watch porn – actually still do from time-to-time –"

"Was there something you needed?!" Madison screeches, completely traumatized.

"Oh right." Kimberley sits up, "I wanted to ask you.. Well, it's kind of a weird ask because.. Well.. I didn't actually think I'd ever ask you this—"

"Get to your point – you're doing me bloody head in!" Madison huffs, she too sits up.

"Do you mind staying at Jamie's tomorrow?"

The teen is a loss for words, she remains quiet.

"It's just, I don't know what time we'll be home tomorrow.. ya'no because it's our anniversary and what not. I don't want to leave you home alone and it's more convenient for you to stay at his?"

"Right.." Madison clears her throat, "Yeah.. Yeah that's fine. Although Dad works in the mornings and doesn't really get in until later on in the evening." She smiles, fearfully.

"Isn't Rita going to be home?" Kimberley asks the question, unknowing that the damn woman wanted to get into her daughters pants.

"Erm..." The teen clears her throat, shifting her eyes, licking the corner of her lips. Doing everything possible to get her Mum to notice that she was uncomfortable with the idea. "Yeah, she should be."

"Great!" Kimberley claps her hands together, jumping up to her feet. "I'll leave you to finish the porn you were just getting into—"

"I WASN'T WATCHING PORN!" Madison shouts, pushing her Mum away. "Go away."

"Aw," Kimberley giggles, "Well, can I at least have a good night kiss for being the best Mum in the entire world?" She jokingly pierces her lips, bending down and showering her daughter with plaful kisses.

"Enough – alright – get off!!" Madison pushes her off successfully this time, panting.

"I love you, kiddo."

The teen rolls her eyes, "Okay get out now."

"I love you too, Mummy." Kimberley mimics her, skipping out of the bedroom with a wide smile on her face.

Madison is left with a smile, soon diminishing to the thought of tomorrow.

She takes a deep breath, replying to Rita's awaiting message.

Madison: I'll be over tomorrow.

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The following morning was unlike any other, Kimberley left her wife sleeping soundlessly, leaving nothing but a note stating she had to go into work. The truth was, she had this planned for months now, never would she ever forget such an important moment in both of their lives.

"You got everything?" Kimberley asks her daughter as they near Jamie's lake house.

"Yeah." Madison grumbles, keeping her focus on the outside world.

"What's the matter? I thought you'd be happy you're staying at his?" The blonde pouts, reaching over and taking her daughters hand into her own.

"I am happy." She shrugs, "Just.. Miss you." The teen lies.

"Aw babe. How's about tomorrow we spend the entire day together?" Kimberley gently stops at a red light, giving her daughters hand a sweet kiss.

"Yeah? What're we going to do?"

"I'll take the day off."

"You closed the bakery today.... Maybe that's not the best idea." Madison sighs softly.

"Don't worry about me. I want to spend time with my favorite girls – if you want, it doesn't have to be with your Mam. It can be just us two?" Kimberley suggests, continuing her drive to Jamie's

"No.. We can go on a shopping trip. I want to go Christmas shopping and what not."

"That's that then. We'll do that." They share a smile, the car coming to a final stop. "Enjoy your night, babe. Make sure to text either me or your Mam if you need anything. I told your Mam in the note that you wanted to go to Jamie's this morning, so if she texts you don't giveaway anything."

"Deal." Madison giggles, grabbing her side bag and hopping out of the car. "See ya tomorrow."

"See ya babe!"

Madison takes a deep breath, the chilly air calming her down. She makes her way through the graveled ground, nearing the large glassed lake house.

Another deep breath.

She knocks on the door and waits for an answer, it wasn't long before Rita flings the door open.

"Hey, come in, come in." She steps aside, allowing the teen in first. "You hungry?"

"No not really." Madison takes off her coat, tossing her bag beside it.

"I didn't think you were coming this early." Rita smiles timidly, following the teen into the living room.

"Well Mum wanted me out." She shrugs, falling onto the sofa. "Do you have somewhere to go?" She asks, taking in Rita's outfit. Dressed to the nine's, makeup done, and she's sure she could smell her sweet perfume.

"No.."

"So why are you so dressed up?" Madison asks, further.

"Oh.. Well, I was thinking like, maybe you'd want to go out and get breakfast?"

"Nah." Madison shakes her head, grabbing the remote and turning on the television. "Could you possibly shuffle over, you're blocking my view.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Rita makes her way over to the teen, settling beside her. "I mean, you don't seem like you're very happy to be here. Usually you are—"

"Well sorry," The teen rolls her eyes, "I'm just not sure where you wanted to take it this time. Bedroom? Or are you more into sofa sex?"

"Madison," Rita breathes. "I'm sorry, babe. Really."

"I don't think you are." Madison whispers, smirking. "You were too excited to have me back here.. Look at you," Her eyes trail along the older womans body, chest exposed. "You're begging for it."

"That's not true." Rita frowns, "And you're not one to talk either."

Madison giggles, "What is it that makes you think I'm screaming to be kissed again?"

"Your lips." Rita bluntly speaks, "How many times have you licked them before coming over here?" She smirks, "I think it's you who wants to be here more than anyone."

It goes silent. Their heartbeats furiously beating against their chests.

"That's not true." Madison lies, shifting her eyes.

"Do you want me to kiss you?"

"No."

"No need to lie, Maddy.. I bet you haven't stopped thinking about me." She shuffles closer to the teen, with each shuffle closer, Madison shuffles away. Until the sofa arm forced her into place, with Rita now hovering over her.

"Could you possibly not—"

"I'll get off if you tell me to."

"Gladly—" Rita shuts her up with a kiss, at first she wasn't getting a response from the teen, but once she felt Madison's lips kiss her back, she took it as her green light, lying the teen further into the sofa. Just like the other night, Rita takes control, gently kissing Madison with her tongue and lips.

"This, isn't a good idea." Madison pants, but soon gulps when Rita takes off her top, leaving her chest to be viewed in a laced number. "I mean.. Not really the best... Idea." Her eyes never avert from the perky mounds.

"Do you want some?" Rita smirks, "Touch me."

"I... I.. Really, don't know how?" Madison giggles innocently.

"Kiss me," Rita puts her lips back onto the teens, "Kiss me and do whatever feels natural."

Madison wasn't sure why she was obeying whatever the older woman requested, its almost as if she was put under a spell. So she kisses her back, she allows her hands to roam, she even allows Rita to undress her.

"Rita?" Madison pants, just before Rita was ready to snap the teens bra off.

"Yeah?"

"I.. I'm a virgin.." She pants, "And.. And I.. I'm not really ready to—"

Rita shuts her up with a kiss, "Don't worry, I'm not going to take your virginity." She smiles, softly. "I promise."

"Erm.. Then why do you need to take my bra off?"

"I didn't realize taking your bra off means losing your virginity." Rita giggles, hiding her face in the teens neck.

"Okay it's not that funny." Madison rolls her eyes. "I'm just saying, one thing could lead to another – alright it's not funny anymore!"

Rita snorts, sitting up on her elbows. "Do you want to see mine?" She asks, smirking.

"Erm.." Madiosn shifts her eyes, cheeks burning up.

"I'll answer that for you." The older woman reaches around to her own back, snapping off her bra and revealing the perfect tits, right before Madison's eyes.

The teens mouth hangs opened.

"Taste."

Madison nods, opening her mouth and taking a nipple in. She pleasures the older woman, sucking and nibbling, arousing Rita further.

"Do you like that?" Rita asks, earning a low moan.

They spend their early morning exploring each other, with poor Madison hanging onto her virginity like it was the only thing that would save her.