Only You Sweetheart

“Detective Knowles?”
“Yes?” The policeman sat at his desk as he spoke down the phone, the receiver in one hand, a meatball sub in the other.
“I’m Danny, Danny Glover from the gas station you visited a couple of days ago. Mr Ahmed my boss told me to ring you if I had any news and I recall seeing a woman of the description you left him”
Detective Knowles put down his sandwich and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. Sitting up straight in his chair, he grabbed a pen and starting to note down all that the young man told him.


……………………………………………… harlharlotte’s back arched as another shot of pleasure injected into her body; Matt smiled as he kissed her softly on her neck, his hips grinding slowly with hers. He loved the feeling of her soft warm body underneath his; writhing at the pleasure he knew she desperately didn’t want to feel.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” he whispered through the kisses he placed on her jaw line and earlobe “I love you so much”
Charlotte sighed loudly as he collapsed on top of her, they both breathed heavily. She just wanted to curl up and die, she was so ashamed of herself and angry at herself for being so weak, for not being able enough to escape from him or fight off the feelings he subjected her too both physically and emotionally.


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Detective Knowles and Adams walked into the Gellar’s lounge.
“We have a new lead on Charlotte.”
Charlotte’s mother and brother sat down opposite the two detectives, Nina also followed soon after them.
“Danny Glover a young lad that works at the gas station we went to, he believes he recalls seeing Charlotte or a woman that fits her description there, he remembers because he noticed she seemed quite disturbed about something, quite … unhappy. He remembers that she was with a man, dark hair, dark green or blue t-shirt on. He said he believes he had a piercing on his face but he cant remember where, does any of this sound familiar”
“Well not to me, I don’t recall Charlotte telling me about anyone of that description” Miss Gellar looked at the two men unhappily.
“Well you wouldn’t, you’ve never taken notice of anything she has ever said” Damon sniped at her.
“Nina? Anything at all?”
Nina shook her head sadly “He doesn’t sound like anybody I know.”
“Well according to Danny this man seemed to stick by Charlotte very closely, even holding her arm slightly as they walked, the fact that she was unhappy probably means she was with him against her will. Probably too frightened to call for help or struggle. This is what we have got from the account, I mean at the moment its hard to tell about anything but please keep hope, this is a lot more then what we can get from a missing persons case”
They all looked at each other miserably, why did they feel no happier even though Charlotte still being alive was reinforced somewhat?


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Charlotte dug her fork into the pasta, and rolled it around on the plate. She wondered if he was giving her pasta as a threat, to remind her of what had happened the last time he had cooked pasta.
He smiled at her “Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?” he was only joking but like she was in any mood to joke about. Idiot.
She brought the food to her mouth and swallowed it. She jumped slightly when she felt his foot rub against her lower leg underneath the table. She knew not to pull away, she just tried her best to ignore it ad continued to eat the food. She might not get to eat again in a while, unless she reminded him and she preferred to avoid any conversation with him at all. It always ended in trouble.
She swore to god he could read her mind.
“You haven’t spoken much lately babe.”
She looked up from the table “I just don’t have a lot to say that’s all”
“I wish you did, I could listen to you talk all day”
She forced a small smile out of her mouth and ate another piece of pasta, it would be so much easier if she wished he was dead but she didn’t.


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Nina lay back down on her bed and ran though her mind the statement from Danny Glover, who the hell was that guy? Amanda Regis had rung her and told her about a party being thrown for someone’s birthday round Eleanor Henna’s house. She didn’t even know the girl and was certainly in no mood for a party but Amanda had convinced her it would do her good to get out. She looked at her watch “Better start getting ready”

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Matt smoked the cannabis as he sat on the edge of the couch; Charlotte was stretched out across it fast asleep. His left hand gently stroked her leg as she slept, his other hand rested on the window sill, so the smell of pot wafted out of the window and not in fumigating his sleeping wife’s breathing space.
Every time he looked at her a goofy smile spread across his face, she was coming round. He’d known this for a while now, he got angry with her every time she ruined a quickening of the process bu kne knew she was gradually falling for him. It would still take some more time but he was fighting his temper as best he could, there was the odd moment he felt like exploding at her for some reason or the other usually because he just couldn’t bear her not to smile at him or wrap her arms around him. It was getting harder for him to except that she didn’t love him yet, it’s the only thing he desperately wanted in this world and it was the only thing he couldn’t have. He could have her body, her fear, her warmth but he couldn’t get to her love and it was scratching out at him, making him wake up in the middle of the night with the same old black hole in his stomach. But he knew he was getting closer, he could practically feel it. He finished the weed and threw it out and leant down and kissed his sleeping wife’s leg, she was dressed in a black Led Zeppelin t-shirt and a pair of denim shorts, it was a hot day outside and he had told her jeans would just make her feel uncomfortable which was true but he just wanted the chance to see her slim slender legs again, he loved the fact that she was totally unaware of her beauty and her figure, she didn’t flaunt it like some girls, it was saved just for him. And him only. He smiled again and placed another kiss on her knee, she truly was a sight to behold. And she was his, just like he was hers, or he would be eventually.

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Nina stood in the corner drinking vodka and orange, Amanda had wandered off to mingle but promised to be back soon. Usually Nina was the life of the party, dancing on tables flirting with the guys whilst Charlotte watched on, if Charlotte had been there she probably would have been standing exactly where Nina was right then. She saw Amanda walking back over to her “Hey, Your really not enjoying this are you?” she asked. “No I am, I am … I’m just abit tired that’s all”
“Of course, I’ll take you home if you want”
“No, honestly Amanda I’m fine.”
The two girls smiled at each other and looked at burly brown haired gut approach them. “Chris?” Amanda looked at him oddly.
He nodded at the two of them and continued walking over to some guys at a table.
“That was Chris Marshall, he hangs out with some guys from our school he’s such a slacker, never done a day’s work on his life.”
Nina smiled, she wanted to point out that neither had Amanda but she didn’t.
“The last time I saw him was at that party a few months ago, remember he got into a fight with that stoner, he got his ass kicked. Surprised he could even show his face at another party.”

Nina remembered, she knew he knew his face he tried it on with Charlotte in a really slimy way, not taking no for an answer. Moron. Good job that guy Matt was there to sort him out. Nina reflected back on the incident for a few seconds before it finally hit her. The guy from the party, the stoner with the piercing in his lip … black hair ….he fitted the description of the man that was with Charlotte at the gas station. He was really into Charlotte; everyone that knew of him had said so. Shit, it all fit. He could have been her stalker and her kidnapper. Nina slammed her drink down onto the table and ran out of the house, yelling to Amanda it was important as she did.