Only You Sweetheart
stupid mistake
The school hall did not fit everybody in, so the canteen and entrance hall were also used to fit in the number of students. The last thing Nina wanted was people to leave because they couldn’t stand being in such a cramp area.
Everyone was being incredibly supportive, the charity made $750 by the end of the day and many people described the last time they saw Charlotte. Detective Adams and Knowles were there and they observed and dully noted everything. Nina was thrilled that so many people had shown their support, Charlotte would be extremely proud.
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Charlotte wondered if anyone remembered her at all, the students at her school were probably carrying on as normal, many probably not even knowing she was missing. Nina would be frantic obviously but would that be it? No, she had other friends but that wouldn’t ant fnt for over ten people that would actually be missing her right now.
Matt slept quietly beside her. Her medication was wearing off, she needed some more soon or the pain would soon be hitting her hard again, the routine of each day was getting all too familiar. Four things permanently drained her: Pain, Tears, Fear and his god awful touch. Or sometimes, just his touch.
Charlotte heard another car go past, probably some happy person going home to their family completely unaware that there is a young girl in that house being held there against her will by a psycho junkie with real emotional problems. Charlotte would give anything to be in that car, she didn’t care who it was. They had to be better then Matt, then she remembered that there were in fact worse people then him but it was hard to believe at that exact moment in time, or any moment in time whilst in his presence.
He wasn’t touching her right now, not even close. He was fast asleep on the bed, completely out of it. Should she risk it? Her crutches weren’t by the bed but she could get to them if she sucked in the pain. She hobbled over to them and grabbed on to them, she almost cried out when her leg slightly buckled unable to hold her weight yet but she made it and made her way down the stairs completely petrified that he would be on her tail in seconds. As she approached the lounge, she swore she heard footsteps behind him and turned her head to see if he was behind her. He wasn’t but her sudden movement knocked the small table next to her sending a plant crashing to the ground.
Charlotte’s heart beat so fast it was hard to breathe, she heard him running down the stairs, she sped around and sat on the couch, the only thing she could think of doing. The door was too far away; as he ran into the lounge he found her sitting on the couch rubbing her legs gently as if they had caused her pain.
“What are you doing?!!” he looked at her angrily, she was trying to escape! Again had she learnt nothing!
“Nothing, I … came down the stairs to get something to eat, but I couldn’t stand properly and I knocked the plant to the ground and I couldn’t bend to pick it up. I’m sorry, I didn’t want to wake you” she lied through her teeth.
He looked at her suspiciously. “If you were hungry I would have made you something and brought it up, you’re too weak to be walking yet”
“But you were asleep”
“You know I wouldn’t of minded if you had woken me up”
“Your right I’m sorry, next time Ill wake you up”
She knew he didn’t completely believe her and she had ruined her chance of escaping because she wasn’t looking where she was going. It was as if the world was against her, wanting her to be here with him! She couldn’t look at him, thoughts of what had happened a few hours earlier swirled around her head. He was an evil bastard.
He looked at her sympathetically; he had forced himself on her. He knew he shouldn’t have but she ho leo learn, she wouldn’t make love to him in the normal way and he had to show her that he was in charge, that she had to do what he said or face the consequences.
“Charlotte look at me” he knew she was avoiding eye contact with him; he sat beside her and touched her face making her wince. He noticed her cringe at his touch and it made him scream inside his head; this wasn’t how things were supposed to be going. He wanted to kiss her, he could if he tried but he wasn’t going to.
“There’s no food” the statement came out of his mouth without him even meaning to say it. “I checked yesterday, we’ve barely got anything left, I’ll have to go shopping”
Now what, he couldn’t take her. He didn’t trust her to stick by his side and not try to grab somebody’s attention, or run off when his back was turned. But he couldn’t lock her in the cupboard or tie her up either, she hadn’t done anything wrong. And he had said she would only be punished if she did something wrong. She would have to come, but god help her if she misbehaved.
“We’re going to have to go shopping”
A ray of hope shot through Charlotte, maybe she was going to be given another chance.
“I swear to god Charlotte, if you put one foot out of line you’ll come to regret it”
Charlotte swallowed; she couldn’t go through him raping her again, she would have to try again. The thought made her ill, she hated him so much, all she wanted to do was scream at him and cause him as much pain as possible and yet, she had to be civil with him.
“OK”
“I mean it Charlotte, I tell you time and time again but it doesn’t seem to register with you”
“I’ll be good I promise”
Matt had a bright idea; he knew exactly how to keep her within his distance. He reached inside a cupboard and pulled out a small clear bag with white powder in. He poured a small line out in front of her.
“Do this line”
“What?” she looked at the line of cocaine uneasily, he wasn’t serious.
“Do it, you’ll be so spaced out you wont know what the hell your doing” technically it wasn’t true as he had been high on coke loads of times and still carried on with daily life but he had to try something, even if she was only slightly out of it, it may stop her from thinking logically enough to think of a means of escape.
“Take it or I’ll lock you in the cupboard again”
Charlotte looked down at it again and then thought of the small cramp space the cupboard upstairs offered, she did the line quickly and shook her head as she took it in. Matt smiled slightly as he watched her, he would take her right now if the time were appropriate.
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They walked around the supermarket quietly; Charlotte wasn’t completely with her full senses. She kept wondering what it would be like to run around with frozen fries in her hair and then wondering why she was wondering that. She still knew she had to escape but for some reason she kept thinking that=t she had to go with a tin of beans. God what was wrong with her. Matt looked at the beautiful woman walking next to him, beaming as people walked past. They must think she’s my girlfriend, well she *is* my girlfriend but I love that people know that she is. I bet they’re jealous, even the women, they must all be jealous. He threw some chips and dip into the trolley, an old woman asked him if he would reach up and get a tin of tuna for her on the top shelf but he brushed past her as if she wasn’t even there. Charlotte realised what a mess she must look, her hair hadn’t been brushed in ages, she was on crutches, her clothes were ripped and she was wondering about obviously as high as a kite.
Matt packed the bags into the car, he told Charlotte to stand next to him so that they were touching, that way he knew she was always there.
“Excuse me sir, can I interest you in the supermarkets club cards, 10% off of all purchases if you spend over $60 a week” the woman approached him as he was packing away.
“No I don’t” he didn’t even look at her.
“I must emphasise what a good deal this is sir, the average customer spends over $80 a week anyway, so …”
“I said No”
“But sir the club card means that …”
“I heard what it does and I don’t want one!”
The woman turned on her heels and walked away, mumbling, “suit yourself” as she skulked off. Matt growled through his teeth at the stupid fucking woman, god he could of punched her strai8gh in the mouth. He stopped suddenly; there was nothing … or no one touching him. He sped around … gone. She had gone!
He roared loudly and slammed the car shut, and quickly paced through the car park, what if he didn’t find her?
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Charlotte tripped as she dived to the nearest shop that wasn’t the supermarket. There was a small grocery store nearby she dived for it almost getting run over in the process. The car bd atd at her loudly making her jump, Jesus what was wrong with her! The drug was seriously messing up her head. She panted as she ran for the shop, not daring to look behind her. If she saw him chasing her she would become even more scared and that sent her into a state of panic. Not that she wasn’t already panicking enough.
An old lady stood behind the counter, talking to a man in his late fifties.
What could she say? She wasn’t thinking straight. If she weren’t so fucking high she would know what to fucking say!!!
“Car!!!” she screamed at them and they both jumped around at her and stared at her as if she was a lunatic.
“Car sweetheart?” the woman peered at her over glasses
“He was at a car” What the hell was she saying? Even in her own head it sounded retarded. “Car, ran away”
The man turned to the old lady and laughed at her slightly obviously finding the mad girl amusing, the woman wasn’t being so mean. “What do you mean honey?”
“I need to … need to … at the car …. We were shopping” Tell them you have been kidnapped and that you need to ring the police!!!
Fear, panic and cocaine were making her words come out as complete nonsense.
“Oh god, please….” She walked towards them, noting that both of them backed off slightly.
“Are you lost sweetheart?”
“There you are Sarah, I have been looking for you everywhere” Matt barged into the shop and wrapped an arm around her tightly but not so that anyone but him and Charlotte would notice.
“Is she alright?” the old woman asked him politely
“Yes she’s fine” he smiled “she is my sister, she is staying with me for a while until she goes back to Holoby’s”
The woman nodded, Holoby’s was a home for the mentally unstable a few miles away. It was a believable story considering her behaviour towards them.
“She wasn’t too much trouble was she?” he asked
“Not at all” the woman smiled at them as he led her out of the shop.
“Poor dear” she smiled at the man, they then continued their conversation as if nothing out of the ordinary had juts happened.
“Stupid fucking mistake” they walked quickly back to the car, his grip was tight on her skin. She couldn’t speak, she was too far-gone.
He practically threw her into the car; she knew she was in trouble. The drive home was quiet; his face was like thunder the whole journey.
Once they were home he dragged her out of the car and into the house and sar onr on the couch as he loomed over her, he still wasn’t speaking.
“What am I going to do? I’ve got to do something to make you realise there is no fucking escape from me!” he paced back and fourth, obviously in thought.
He was plotting her punishment as she just sat there helplessly, dreading what was coming to her.
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He laughed manically as she squirmed desperately away from him. He had stripped her naked and she was tied to the bed blind folded.
Tears streamed down her cheeks as he straddled her body, he used a pen and scrolled ‘property of Mathew’ along here stomach, still laughing hysterically as she begged him to stop, even when he dug the pen in so deep it drew blood. He unwrapped the candy lolly pop and sucked at it as he whipped her stomach and chest with his belt, gently running his hand over the inflicted area every time he hit it as a form of reassurance and then repeating his action again, making her call out in agony. He put the candy to her mouth.
“Taste it” she tried to move her mouth away put he forced it into her mouth “I said taste it” she ran her tongue over it. Matt groaned as her actions increasingly turned him, she felt him grow hard against her and she spat it out. Matt laughed again and went back to licking it himself. He then did something even more cruel, he yanked her legs open and forced it in-between her legs making her cry out in surprise and pain, the deed was so degrading and spiteful she wished he would kill her.
“No, stop, stop!”
He didn’t, he forced it in further and laughed as she tried everything to move away from it, but he had tied her up so tight she was limited to where she could move. When she finally thought she wouldn’t be able to take it much longer he replaced the candy with his tongue, changing from being brutal and cruel to being tender and gentle. He moaned softly as he moved his hands to her hips and moved his tongue up and down, her back arched slightly but she continued to cry not believing that any of this was real. He could still taste the flavour of the candy inside of her; he smiled and lifted his head.
“See my darling, I can offer you pain and I can offer you love. It’s your choice which one you have, rapists and serial killers are cruel and boyfriends and husbands are loving, which one do you want?”
Matt wasn’t listening even if she did answer; he had just had a brilliant idea.
“Husbands” he repeated the word.
Charlotte lay quietly; she couldn’t feel him touching her anymore. She didn’t know what he was doing, but was glad to be left alone. She dint see him smiling down at her but she felt his body move over her and his mouth inches away from her ear.
“I’ve just had a brilliant idea, one that will mean you wont be able to leave me even if you wanted to”
Charlotte held her breath waiting for what he was about to say.
“We’re gonna get married”
The words echoed in her ear, he wasn’t serious. It was joke to scare her; you can’t force someone into marriage! Could you? Even if you could, that doesn’t mean you can force someone into staying with them, marriage wasn’t eternally binding. But still, there was no way! Oh god ….he was going to make her marry him. She felt sick, if he became her husband she’d fall into a state of insanity. Her whole world began to fall apart.