I wrote a short Ceffy fanfiction. I don't usually write fanfiction, but I'm getting sick of waiting for the movie, lol!! Oh and someone said Cassie and Sid won't be in the movie! What is that! :(
Cook And Effy: So Much More
The truth is that Freddie was never Effy's soulmate. She knew that now, because she could keep on going when he was dead. She could survive even if he was buried in the earth, six foot deep. Losing him hurt, but it didn't kill her.
But when Cook went to jail, Effy thought she would die. It wasn't fair! He was a hero, not a murderer! She'd tried to tell them that on the stand but nobody had listened.
Effy felt as though nobody listened to her anymore. Except for Tony, of course. He came with her to visit Cook when nobody else would. Everyone else was calling him a murderer; saying he was dangerous; saying he was bad for her. But Tony understood and he came with her and afterwards he said how he wished they could have met for the first time in a bar, doing shots and dancing, not reaching through bars just to shake hands.
Effy smiled sadly. That's how it would have been a year ago, before everything went wrong. Cook and Effy, doing shots and dancing, with no barriers between them.
Tony had to go back to university, and Effy was only allowed to visit Cook once a week. She had to sneak out before her mother saw, before Katie's judging stare could find her. It wasn't that they didn't like Cook, it was that they were scared for Effy; scared that love had made her go crazy once and that maybe it would again.
But it wouldn't; it was different with Cook. They'd always had an understanding, a deep kinship, and even at her worst she had always felt safe with him. That was why she had wanted him gone when the darkness had taken her over. She had wanted to lose herself and spiral into chaos and she had known that he was the one person in the world who would refuse to let her go.
She would not let him go now. No matter how long he was in there. No matter how damaged he was when he got out. She would wait for him, always.
She told him that three weeks ago. She kissed him through the bars and felt warm tears falling onto cold metal. And she said "I'll wait for you, Cook. Be brave."
He tried to smile, even though his eyes were brimming with emotion. "That's what you like about me, isn't it?" he'd asked.
Effy reached through and pressed her palm to his cheek. She said in a shaky voice "That and so much more."