Only You Sweetheart

Nina was adamant that she was staying over that night.
Charlotte lived with her mother and her sixteen-year-old brother Damon, who, for a teenage delinquent wasn’t all that bad, their father abandoned them when Charlotte was just five and their mother was an alcoholic bum who took pride in seducing any moronic twenty-something that looked her, ever since they were young Damon had taken role of man of the house and made sure Charlotte was always alright.

Charlotte pulled out the futon and threw Nina a couple of pillows.
“Nina? Promise not to tell anyone but … I’m getting a bit scared” Charlotte spoke to her friend through the dark once they were both tucked up in bed.
“Don’t worry Charlie, I’m not gonna let any son of a bitch ruin your final year at school because of some sick joke”
“So you think someone’s playing a joke on me?” Charlotte asked half hopeful
Nina didn’t answer straight away knowing Charlotte didn’t have a long list of enemies “Sure”

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Matt hung around outside of the school until 11.30am. It appeared Charlotte wasn’t going to honour the lousy scumbags at Brooke mount High with her presence; his messages to her had obviously struck a nerve. He couldn’t help but grin at the fact that he was the cause for her discomfort, he relished in the idea that she was afraid of him, even though he wanted to be the one that always comforted and looked after her he couldn’t help but be turned on by the idea of her quaking with fear when he approached her, shivering with fear just before they made love. She would adore him once she got to know him, he knew she would but she would also respect and obey him. He’d make sure of it.

His delight soon turned to annoyance though, if she wasnominoming to school he might not get to see her today which made his body ache of going a day without seeing her. Chances are she’d be at her house but so would that fucker Nina and she’d already spotted him near her house yesterday, two days in a row might become conspicuous. He wondered if she had received his letter yet.

He wandered the streets, Charlotte never far from his thoughts as he tried to waste some time. He sat outside a small café in the middle of the busy New York street, sipping at his coffee as he watched people hurry past him, none of teveneven registering that he existed. But then, nobody ever did. Even his own mother abandoned him at a young age, sure he had still lived with her until she finally kicked him out a couple of months ago, but she ignored the whole idea of having a son. Her boyfriend Angus would come home drunk night after night and givtt att a good kicking in because he simply irritated him and his mother would do nothing. He wouldn’t care if the next he heard about her were because Angus had killed her in an alcohol-induced rage. Would serve the bitch right.

This was another reason Matt gloried in the fact that him and Charlotte were made for each other, their real father abandoned them both and their mothers should never have been given the god given right to bring up children. Still it was a good job they did other him and Charlotte may never of been given the chancemeetmeet.

If one good thing came out of Matt’s poor upbringing it was he knew how to look after himself and he knew that if people were to comply with him they needed to be disciplined. He would be fooling himself if he thought Charlotte was just going to fall into his arms, sure eventually she would worship him but it would take time and a certain amount of restraint and authority on his part. He would make her see that he was the only one for her, whether she liked it or not and she would … in time.

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Charlotte and Nina giggled as they walked out of the shop.
“You’re a bad influence on me Nina Harris!” Charlotte laughed, “You may be a well achieved school ditcher but I am not”
“You needed a well deserved treat and you know it”
Charlotte sighed “I suppose … but I don’t think my bank account will agree when it runs out of cash from all of the un-needed pieces of clothing I have bought”
“It will recover” Nina mocked.

Matt watched in awe as they padded along the street, it was fate it had to be. Out of all the places his delectable girl could be, there she was directly in front of him and she had absolutely no idea. Perfect. It was the ideal opportunity to send her another text, and then he could see her expression and reaction. He discreetly pulled out his phone and wrote the message. Send.

Charlotte dug inside her bag and got out her phone. Nina looked over her friends shoulder as she too read the message as they stood in the middle of the street, their bag’s hanging off of their arms.

Be on your guard.

Nina gulped and then looked at her friend comfortingly.
“Oh God” Charlotte wiped her forehead from her sudden feeling of uneasiness “Oh God Oh God Oh God”
“OK chill, it’s alright” Nina wrapped her arm around her friend.
“It’s not alright, it’s not alright Nina, it’s freaking me out “
“No, you can’t let this fucking idiot do this to you”
“Well they already have!!!” Charlotte snapped, “Oh god, I’m sorry … it’s just, I don’t want to give them the satisfaction of scaring me but they have, they fucking have!”
Charlotte’s phone beeped again.

I can see you. I’d love to see what you have bought.

“No fucking way” Charlotte almost dropped her phone. Both of the girls looked furiously about for anyone that might be doing this to her, at one point they looked directly at the café but Matt had already got up and left and was already half way down the street, smiling enormously at Charlotte’s perfect reaction.

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The minute the girl’s got back to Charlotte’s house, the fear really started to set in. “I don’t think this is a joke anymore Nina”
“We can’t be sure not yet, I don’t want you terrifying yourself until we can be really sure”
Charlotte was leaning against the inside of her front door, incredibly creeped out now.
“We need more evidence before we completely over react”
Damon walked into the room looking at them both oddly “You look like you’s both seen a ghost” he smiled
“What? Oh … right, it’s nothing”
“A letter came for you early this morning Charlie” Damon said as he left the room to get the letter “It’s in a big brown envelope”
“Just leave it in the kitchen I’ll read it later” she was in no mood to read some crappy junk mail
Damon came back in holding the envelope “Whatever, but it’s kinda odd. Somebody had obviously hand delivered it, there’s no stamp or address. Just says Charlotte.

Nina and Charlotte both gave each other nervous looks before snatching the letter out of Damon’s hands and running up the stairs and locking themselves in Charlotte’s bedroom.
“Your welcome, your lucky I didn’t read it” Damon called out after them.

Charlotte ripped open the enveloped and pulled out the contents. Nina watched as her friend went a sickly pale.
“Charlie?” she whispered.
“Oh My …” Charlotte’s mouth went dry.
“Charlie what is it? Charlie? Charlotte!”

Charlotte slowly handed what she had been looking at to Nina. Inside the envelope had been twenty photo’s all of Charlotte. Four were of her eating her lunch with Nina, two of her walking down the street with her brother, one of her putting out the garbage, three of her on her way to school, three of her at work, one of her drinking a milkshake outside of McDonalds, one close up of her reading a book as she sat on a bench in the park, three of her laughing and play fighting with her brother, one of her resting her face on her hands and one … the creepiest of them all, taken of her through her bedroom window removing her top from over her head.
There was also a note with the inscription

I’ve kept doubles of all the photos.

“You have GOT to call the police,” Nina demanded
“No, No I can’t”
“Yes you fucking can and if you don’t I fucking will Charlie”
“No Nina I can’t, I know this is bad don’t you think I’ve realised that but I don’t want to be dragged through a whole investigation us ths this gets really serious”
“This is really serious”
“Plus my mom is a blatant alcoholic, if the police get hold of that she’ll get questioned and my brother has dealt in a lot of risky going’s ons, the police are dying to get on is case about something if they come round here there bound to find something to put on him”
“Charlie, listen to yourself, stop thinking about what this will do to others, think about yourself! Plus the police are gonna be too occupied looking after you without worrying about your mom and brother”
“I said No Nina, please just leave it”
Before Nina could protest again Charlotte burst into tears.

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Matt was spread out on his bed. After hours of degrading himself by standing in some beauty shop he had finally found the fragrance that most resembled Charlotte’s scent. He inhaled the aroma, it was intoxicating. He found it amusing that the smell of a woman’s perfume could send shivers down his spine and send him so wild. Before he knew, Matt was unbelievably turned on. “I need to get laid,” he moaned.

He got up off of his bed and pulled on his boots and jacket and walked out the front door. After scanning the club for what felt like hours he finally saw someone that took his fancy, she was a small young woman, older then Charlotte but herr cor color and style and height were almost identical, Charlotte was much prettier then this woman but she still was not ugly. One thing that disappointed Matt was that this woman’s eyes were no way near a deep blue or as striking as Charlottes and were a more drab gray looking color.

Matt approached the woman, she appeared to be alone. After a tedious hour of swapping compliments and pleasantries Matt had convinced her to come back to his.
The moron hadn’t declined and was following him out the door in no time, he could tell that she wanted him. Her name was Elaine, she was a Gemini. He smiled at how amusing it were to be if she knew that he was only bedding her because she slightly resembled his obsession except her personality was nowhere near as interesting, she wasn’t as pretty and she didn’t have the same alluring kindness and sensitivity as Charlotte.

As soon as they were inside Matt flung her on the bed and began ripping off her clothes.
“What no romance” she laugas sas she did the same to him
Matt didn’t say anything he just rubbed himself against her as he finished removing her clothing and was kissing her neck roughly.
She moaned as his hands ran up and down her hips before clamping down on them and began pounding into her, she was too busy crying out in pleasure to notice that he had reached out for the perfume and had sprayed some onto her neck.
“What was that?” she asked through breathlessly
“Nothing” he buried his face into her neck and imagined that it was Charlotte writhing underneath him giving him as much pleasure as he demanded.
“Mmm Charlotte, that’s it baby”
“What?” Elaine opened her eyes as he continued to delve into her
He ignored her, who cared if he called her something else, she was fucking somebody she had just met, she could hardly be jealous already.
She didn’t ask again and just enjoyed getting laid as much as Matt was.
By the time Matt woke up in the morning, she was gone. Good, he didn’t want to have to speak to her or swap pleasantries any lr. Hr. He had got what he wanted. Now it was back to Charlotte.

He got dressed and left his apartment as soon as possible, he watched as one by one, Charlotte, Damon and their mother left their house. Charlotte looked stunning as usual, her hair was slicked back into scruffy pony tail and she was wearing tight fitting jeans that made his eyes constantly drift down to her well formed ass and she wore a green top that complimented her eyes no end.

Once the house was completely empty, Matt drifted around to the back of the house, he was dab hand at breaking and entering by this point but it always surprised him how people in this area of New York still managed to leave windows unlocked. He pulled open their kitchen window and climbed inside, besides knocking a pan off of the side, it was impossible to tell that anyone had been in their home. He immediately ran up the stairs and straight into Charlotte’s bedroom.

This was a defining moment in their relationship, he had seen her room. There were photos of her family and friends on the wall, which was so like her he thought, being that she held the people close to her as very special. The room was neat and tidy, her bed was made and apart from the odd piece of clothing scattered about, nothing was out of place. Matt grabbed what he needed; he was going to have to take some of her things if she were to feel some sort of comfort when she stayed at his apartment. Obviously he was going to have to hold her there until he found a better place to hide her, he took one of her pillows, some clothes (he had a blast sorting through her underwear drawer) the odd ornament and object from her shelves, books, soft toys and other various items. He had packed them all away in a bag, he made sure there was enough there to satisfy her but the room still looked suitably untouched in his opinion. As he exited her room he had an ingenious idea. He strolled into her brother’s room, which was much untidier and smirked at the stupidity of some people. He saw his cell phone oe boe boy’s desk and picked it up. “Too perfect” he smiled, before leaving the room.

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Charlotte threw her bag down and flung herself onto her bed dramatically. Strange, her head uncomfortably low; she turned over to find that she now only had two pillows as opposed to three. “Damon” she grumbled before sitting up.
Something wasn’t right. She couldn’t put her finger on it. She looked about and realised that things were missing, objects books etc. “Damon couldn’t possibly be stealing all my things all at once, he would know I’d kill him” she mumbled to herself. It was only then she noticed that things had moved, was she being paranoid? Even though she knew she could well be over reactinglumplump started to form in her throat. Someone had been in her room. She was about to call Nina when her phone beeped. She stared at it for a good few seconds before plucking up the courage to pick it up. Thank God it was only Damon.

Nina come meet me at school quickly! It’s urgent!

Nina was already worrying at what trouble her brother had got himself into. It was obviously something bad because usually he was so laid back he’s almost lying down most of the time. Pwhatwhat was he still doing at school. It would be closed by now. She hurried out of the house and headed straight for the school; once she got there Damon wasn’t in sight. She hunted high and low, ringing him constantly.
“God dammit Damon pick up your fucking phone!”
Damon text her again a few minutes later.

Where are you??? I’m by the car park. Battery low.

She headed for a more desolate area where the car park was. She was beginning to get nervous now, she knew this wasn’t right but she couldn’t leave, her brother might need her. Before she knew it somebody had grabbed her from behind and muffled her scream with a hand holding a cloth. Within under a minute Charlotte was unconscious.