Only You Sweetheart

“Who ever this is please just leave me alone …. You\'re scaring me!!!”
She could still hear him breathing down the phone.
“Just fucking hang up,” Nina screamed at her friend to put down the phone
Charlotte slammed down the phone “Oh god that’s the third time this week, who the hell is that?”
“Probably the same fucking moron that’s been leaving you those creepy ass text messages, when are you gonna go to the police?”
“When I have a good enough reason to, we still don’t know its not someone messing me about” Charlotte was still shaken up by the phone call but she refused to let who ever it was that was playings sis sick prank get the better of her.

…………………………………………….

Charlotte smiled as she saw Nina’s name flashing on her cell phone, her best friend was having an emergency crisis meeting at their high school over what to do for the prom, Nina wanted to do something different, out of the ordinary and zany (very much the description Charlotte used for Nina) but according to Nina “that fucking bitch Amanda ‘I sleep with anyone who’s breathing cus I’m a big fat whore’ Regis is having none of it!” Apparently Amanda wanted to keep up tradition with having a dance in the school gym – enter Nina who was having absolutely none of it.

“Hi Nina” Charlotte smiled to herself as she walked down the road with the phone to her ear “How’s things going?”
“A fucking nightmare! Regis is adamant that we are having the fucking prom in the fucking school hall and get this …. Spray that god damn place with fucking fairy dust to give it that alluring feelin a p a place of enchantment or whatever!”

Charlotte laughed, she loved Nina to bits but she had the mouth of a sewer.
“Please Charlotte you gotta come and help me out – I’m losing this battle man!”
“No way am I getting involved – I have better things to do then argue over prom night besides I gotta get home and do my English essay”
“Fucking geek”
“Whatever, you won’t be saying that when you come visit my gorgeous dorm room at college with all those good looking men roaming about campus”
“Bitch”
“Shut up”
“Hey Charlie, you really shouldn’t be walking about on your own, not at the moment”
“Yeah, you never know who might get me on a busy street in broad daylight” Charlotte giggled
“I’m serious bitch … don’t be laughing at me”
“Bye Nina”
“Don’t you dare hang up on me! Charlotte! No No No ……..”
Charlotte laughed as she hung up the phone “She’s gonna kill me”

She knew Nina couldn’t give a shit about Prom; she just wanted to give Amanda Regis a hard time. Nina and Charlotte didn’t fit into the stereotypical high school genre – they had some friends, Charlotte more then Nina but generally stayed as a twosome, it wasn’t that Charlottsn’tsn’t liked she just didn’t conform to how other people strived to be. Whilst Nina was the rebel of the two that would swear the house down at anyone who spoke ill at her, Charlotte would be too busy staring into space or have her head too far in a book to care what the hell people were saying about her.

Charlotte continued down the road, her earphones were now firmly gripped into her ears and she was slowly pacing her way to her house as she listened to the slow beats of the Smashing Pumpkins. She hadn’t noticed that she was being followed.

Nina had lost the battle, the prom was being held in the school hall two months from now. Amanda strode smugly past her and out of the door. Nina grabbed her bag with a huff and quickly text Charlotte I’ll be over urs in 30 min get chips and dip ready hoe bag

He made sure he was not close enough to her to be seen as any kind of threat to her, he watched as she sometimes lost the rhythm of her walking and instead danced along to the music in a forward bop. He’d made this journey so many times to her house now that he could do it with his eyes closed – he liked how she was wearing her hair today, she’d obviously taken the time to straighten her brown hair the night before and it was now in half up half down design, strands of hair delicately fell around the curve of her face bringing out her features that many a man had foolishly ignored, but not him, he’d noticed how beautiful she was the very first time he saw her.

…………. Party Three weeks earlier ……………..


Matt was at the party, sitting in the corner smoking dope with his junkie friends, it wasn’t a regular chick flick party where people drunk punch spiked with alcohol and danced on tables, this was a smoke filled party with people either getting off with each othr ger getting high. He noticed her the second she walked through the door with her blond friend, she was wearing ripped jeans and a brown blazer, her hair was tousled and she looked like she was not most pleased that she was there, he assumed her friend had made her because she seemed to be having a gay old time. His eyes followed her as she slumped onto a chair with her drink and stared into it as her friend repeatedly topped hers up with vodka. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her, she was beautiful, shorter then her friend, she was about 5’5 and had big blue eyes that sparkled every time they darted about the room.

He smiled as he blew the smoke from out of his mouth. “Who’s that girl over there” he looked at Andrew whose house it was and was a fellow dope smoker. “The blonde one? That’s Nina.”
“No the other one”
“Oh her … Erm … Charlotte … nice girl, kinda quiet, too good for you Matt.”
He smiled to himself, now all he had to do was talk to Charlotte.

He was about to get up and go over to her when some slut in a skirt up to her ass came over to him and started to rub his shoulder. Her face was almost touching his.
“Hey Matt, got any left that you can lend me … I’ve left all mine at home”
Matt didn’t even look at her, he continued looking at Charlotte, desire in his eyes.
She went to take a joint by the side of him when he grabbed her hand “Get your own” he still didn’t even appear to have even recognised that she was right next to him.
“Aw c’mon” she started to nuzzle her nose against his neck “I’ll make it worth your while” she whispered. Matt turned around and looked at her in the eyes.
“I said get your own!” he almost snarled at her, his dark brown eyes burning into her.
“Fine, asshole” the girl abruptly got up and stormed away from him. He turned to look back at Charlotte and realised she was looking straight at him, as soon as she noticed him looking she turned away awkwy cly clearly noticing the conflict that had just happened between him and the slut. “Shit” he mumbled.

He walked over to her and sat at the table, her blond friend was busy flirting with some other guy and the bitch had left her all on her own. “Hi” he smiled at her, he hoped it was a friendly smile, he couldn’t be sure though as smiling was not one of his traits. She looked at him uncertainly and then smiled sweetly “Hi”, his heart was going at full speed as he thought of something to say, he was struggling to talk any sense after the chain dope smoking and his eyes were still slightly red. “I’m Matt” she smiled at him again before looking over at her friend. “Erm … I’m Charlotte”
“Charlotte what?” “Charlotte Nicole Gellar” She looked at him oddly but she continued to listen to him. He smiled again, this was harder then he had first thought.
He noticed her eyes were even bluer when you got closer to her, he wondered what they would look like if he were laying on top of her and they were staring up at him. He smiled to himself, which probably made him look even more peculiar. “Nice to meet you Charlotte Nicole Gellar” she laughed slightly,” Nice to meet you Matt” she liked him, he could tell, he fiddled with his earring as he tried to think of something else to say, he realised he was staring but he couldn’t help himself. How about in the matter of seconds I’ve fallen head over heels for you, why don’t you move into my apartment and we can fuck like rabbits, he thought to himself, but decided perhaps that was not the best way to woo her.

Matt watched as Chris Marshall approached the table, Matt couldn’t stand the sight of the asshole ever since he dobbed him into the police for beating the shit out of his cock sucking brother, he deserved it to. The prick had lifted some drugs out of his pocket without paying and had used them before Matt could take them back, it made him scowl just seeing him.

“I wouldn’t go anywhere near this asswipe, sweetheart. He’s a stoner who only looks after himself and couldn’t give a fuck about anyone else. Talking to him will only land you in trouble … he’s only just been released from police custody for dealing drugs, bad news” Chris looked at Matt and smiled before leaning in towards Charlotte’s ear “I can show you a much better time”

Matt was turning red with anger, he swore blind that he was gonna make Chris pay. Charlotte looked at Chris with disgust “Get lost you moron” she moved her head away from his but Chris continued to move closer “Darling I can make this one of the best days of your life” he moved his hand and began to stroke her face. That was it, Matt was out of his seat and had Chris on the floor in seconds. “She said get lost you cunt” He repeatedly punched Chris in the face, he was seething, blood was pouring out of the guys face but his punches continued. Once he got up he turned around to Charlotte only to realise she had left “Fuck!” He turned around and kicked Chris in the stomach before digging the end of his fag into his neck and punched him so hard in the face it broke his nose “Asshole” his lip curled as he left the party angrily.

Once he got home he was straight to the phone book, after ringing around numerous Gellar numbers he found out what her phone number was and where she lived. “Charlotte Nicole Gellar” he smiled to himself as he sat in his shit hole of an apartment, his mother had chucked him out of the house after he’d been thrown out of school and he was forced to rent this run down crap hole. His hand slid down his pants as he laid back and thought about the most beautiful girl in the world, and for the whole night he fantasised about nothing but her.

………………………………….

As he followed her he noticed a man arguing with a woman walking towards them, he cursed as he recognised the man, he dealt in heavy drugs and Matt blew him in the back of some seedy club cus he was short of cash and was in heavy need of some drugs. He hid behind a car for them to walk past and then needed to jog to catch up with Charlotte again.

Charlotte turned the key and entered the house; she headed straight for her room and settled down to begin her essay.

Matt watched from outside, he knew exactly what room was hers. He watched from where he was standing and closed his eyes, imagining what she was doing right that minute. He groaned when he got the image in his head of her removing her clothes, leaving them on the floor as she wondered about her room, her naked form no doubt a wonder to behold. He’d imagined her so many times naked that he couldn’t wait to find out how accurate he had been down to every last detail. Because, he would find out.

He opened his eyes again realising he had got lost in his own fantasy and watched as she walked past the window, his heart skipped a beat as she touched her face probably brushing away a strand of hair. His mouth formed into a grin as he thought about the numerous fantasies that he had spent long hours going over in his head at home that had revolved around him and her, she’d be completely shaken up if she knew.

………… Three Days Earlier………….

“Shit, my bag’s gone!” Charlotte stared into her locker in horror.
“What?” Nina said as she rested her head on the side of her lockers
“My bag, it’s gone … I put it in here at lunch and it’s fucking disappeared!”
“Are you sure you put it in there?”
“Yes I’m sure … my padlock it was broken, shit someone’s fucking stolen my bag!”
“Shit … what was in it?”
“My … my wallet, school books … oh fuck my diary!”
“Shit … oh … shit” Nina looked at her friend sympathetically “Was there anything in it that’s printable and sellable?”
“No, I’ve never written anything soo embarrassing because I always used to think oooh what if someone got hold of it and it it without my permission and now look what’s fucking happened, I was fucking right!”
“OK OK chill, lets go to lost property first and have a look around before we go completely ape shit”
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Matt noticed Nina walking towards Charlotte’s house before she noticed him; he began to walk as shlkedlked past. She looked at him strangely but carried on walking, he knew she knew of him, she would have recognised him from the party.
“I just saw that guy Matt walking past your house Charlie”
“Matt?” Charlotte asked “The guy from the party?”
“Yeah” smiled Nina “and so totally hot”
Charlotte just laughed “He was kinda hot, but too much trouble for me to be getting mixed up in”

An hour later Nina was still distracting Charlotte from her essay.
Charlotte’s phone beeped.
“Uh oh maybe it’s another psycho killer message” Nina smiled even though she knew it really wasn’t all that funny but she knew worrying too much would only get Charlotte more worried.

Only you sweetheart

“That’s really creepy Nina” Charlotte showed herend end the text message.
“That is creepy” Nina agreed before looking at her friend anxiously.

Matt grinned as he put away his phone; he picked up her diary and slid onto his bed before opening up, there was one page he couldn’t stop reading.

After all my refusals of not going to that fucking party Nina still managed to make me go, I don’t know how she did it but there I was sitting in the corner as all the stoners roamed freely around me. There was one guy, Matt. He was nice and good-looking. About 5’10, black hair, brown eyes numerous piercings in his ears, lip and eyebrow but a total junkie. He got in a fight, it was so nice that he was sticking up for me, maybe I should of hung around abit longer but probably wouldn’t of been very sensible of me. I don’t want to get mixed up in drugs and he probably was just out for a quick fuck besides he was too high to even remember me now.

“Probably was just out for a quick fuck” he mumbled to himself. She was all he could fucking think about and she thought that’s all he was after. Not a second went by that she didn’t enter his head and fill up all of his thoughts. She needed to know that he meant business, obviously chatting her up was not gonna get him anywhere so he was gonna have to play dirty. She was his and she needed to know that.