Only You Sweetheart

Damon strode towards his locker; Aaron his best friend was checking a group of 10th graders as he closely followed behind his pal. As soon as the gang of girls noticed him watching them they walked off, their delicately placed hair waving as they strutted away. Aaron just let out a small laugh and went to stand by Damon who was now shovelling books into an already tightly packed locker – donned with pictures of Carmen Electra and other scantily clad ladies.

Aaron let out a groan as he noticed Mr Davies walking towards them, his usual frown sketched across his podgy face.
He let out a cough as he stood next to the two boys; even though he knew full well that they had already seen him there.
“Hi … Mr Davies … the essay … it will be on your desk … tomorrow morning I promise!” Damon smiled, he had the charm to get away with most things by most people but not Mr Davies.
“That’s not why I am here Damon Gellar, I’m here to give you some catch up work for your sister, we moved onto a new topic today and if she doesn’t look through these notes she will fall behind. I have faith that your sister will do the work I just don’t think I have as much faith in her brother on remembering to give them to her”
“I’ll remember … Charlie wasn’t in school today?”
“No Damon, I’m just giving these to you because I enjoy chasing all my star pupils siblings around”
“Right … well I’ll remember to give them to her” Damon took the pages off of the teacher and crammed them into his bag. As Mr Davies walked away, Damon mumbled “asshole” underneath his breath.
“Oh and Damon” the teacher turned back around “If that essay isn’t on my desk first thing, you’ll be sitting in detention again … I believe your well aware where that is now”


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Matt was in the kitchen, making them both breakfast. Charlotte was still lying on the bed, all he had done was force kisses onto her face and neck but she still felt traumatised. Luckily that’s as far as he went for the time being but she knew it wouldn’t be long before he went further and possibly turned nastier, it was clear he wasn’t afraid to hurt her if she stepped out of line by the way her hand was still throbbing from his foot crushing it against the floor.

He was actualonvionvinced that after some mild convincing (or some brutal beatings) that she would freely stay here with him as if they were lovers.
Charlotte’s lip curled at the thought of being held here any longer then she already had, how dare he imprison her like this!!!

Matt walked into the bedroom a few minutes later holding a tray of food; he was smiling at Charlotte and sat down next to her. Charlotte watched him from the corner of her eye and jumped as he leaned in towards her.
“Honey you don’t have to be scared of me” he whispered and then brought his arm around her back and gently lifted her to a sitting position, some of her strength was back now but walking and manoeuvring herself were still an issue. She felt him breathe in her scent as he changed her position feeling like a complete invalid at being moved about by someone other then herself.

He picked up a slice a toast and went to feed it to her when Charlotte turned her head away “I can feed myself” she growled through gritted teeth. Again Matt just smiled at her and handed her the toast “Of course you can” he watched as she slowly fed herself the toast, he watched mesmerised as her tongue licked the crumbs off of her lips. God he had to have her.

Charlotte noticed him watching “I’m not hungry anymore” Matt looked at her for a few seconds “You’ve barley eaten anything”
“I’m just not that hungry, I don’t usually eat in the mornings”
“You’re lying to me”
“I’m … I’m not”
“Yes you are, strawberry jam on toast that’s what you have to eat every morning with a glass of milk”
Charlotte swallowed hard and looked at him, he even knew what she ate for breakfast
“How do you know that”?
“I know everything about you,” he said coolly
“But why…”
“Because I love you …”
Had Charlotte still been eating, she would have choked.
“You can’t love me. You don’t even know me and if you did love me you wouldn’t be treating me like this. You probably don’t even know what love is.”
Matt didn’t say anything, the rage was building up inside of him and Charlotte could tell by the look on his face and his eyes that were now staring into her.
How dare she say he didn’t know what love was? He just told her that he loved her and she practically mocked him? She wasn’t allowed to speak to him like that. He put guys in hospital that back chatted him; he was not going to go soft because he loved her. If he showed any weakness towards her she would use it against him.
“Pardon?” she knew he had heard her; she also knew that he was angry. She was going to have to retract what she had just said, angering him wasn’t helping.
“I … nothing … I didn’t mean it”
“I think you did mean it”
“No … I just want to go home”
“And if I haven’t told you a hundred times before … you are home…”
“No but…”
“And I don’t appreciate you telling me how I feel, I look after you, I feed you, I take care of you and this is how you treat me?”
“How *I* treat YOU?” Charlotte couldn’t believe what she was hearing; he was so totally deluded it was unbelievable! “You are the one holding me here captive, I don’t want to be here you idiot!”
Charlotte didn’t get a response, or not one she heard. She just felt the pain of the back of his hand whipping across her face; the force knocked her off the bed along with the tray of food and onto the ground, the pain urged through her hand once again. He grabbed a fist full of her hair and yanked her head up “Yes I’m holding you here captive, it’ll do you well to remember that it is me who is in charge and you will do as I say and not answer back so harshly next time”
He picked up a piece of toast that had landed jam side down and held it against her mouth. “Now, eat your breakfast” Charlotte turned her head away, the toast was now dusty and mucky and she wasn’t going to eat it. Matt forced her head forward again “I said eat i I’l I’ll force it down your throat” Charlotte edged her head forward and took a small bite from the toast in his hand, wincing as she swallowed.
“All of it” he growled.


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Damon walked outside at lunch scouring the area for Nina, he noticed her handing out leaflets near the car park all with the words

SAY NO TO AMANDA REGIS AS PROM QUEEN – LET’S BOYCOT THE WHOLE EVENT THIS YEAR, IT’S SUPERFICIAL GARBAGE!!!!!!!!

Damon walked over to her.
“Hey, ou kou know why Charlie isn’t in today?” he asked her
“Nope, she’s probably just ill … no biggie”
“I know, it’s just usually she’ll tell me when she isn’t coming in … so that I can pass on the message o all her teachers”
Nina smiled, Charlotte was a schoolaholic “Why don’t you ring her then?”
“I would but fuck knows if I can find my phone anywhere”
“Fine then I’ll ring her” Nina dug into her bag and dialled Nina’s number.
“She’s not ans….”
“Ssssh”
“What?”
“Ssssh” Damon was looking around frantically “Stay on the phone” he then headed towards the car park, Nina closely behind looking at the boy with an odd expression, until she realised why he was acting so strangely, the ring tone of Charlottes phone was coming from somewhere in the car park. They both looked around for the sound of the phone, Damon kneeled down and stretched his arm underneath a silver BMW and retrieved his sisters phone.
“Did she say that she had lost her phone?” Damon asked holding the phone out in front of him
“Not to my knowledge”
Damon’s gut instinct told him something was wrong, so did Nina’s.
“I’m gonna go home, see that she’s alright” he said putting the phone in his pocket
“What about school?” Nina asked
“I’ve got double math, all the more reason to ditch”
Nina looked down at her leaflets that everyone had ignored and shoved them in the bin she then followed Damon who was already a head taller then her out of the school.

Once they had reached home Damon headed straight up the stairs and straight into Charlottes bedroom. He was hoping the next thing he would hear was Charlotte shouting at him for not knocking but it wasn’t, what he heard was much worse. Silence.

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When Charlotte woke up she was once again lying on the bed. Matt was nowhere in sight. Memories of being forced to eat up everything on the floor came back to her … once she had eaten everything up he had even made her lick the floor where the milk had spit making her extremely close to vomiting. The only thing that stopped her was thinking about what he might do if she had actually vomited.

She looked down and noticed that he had bandaged up her bruisand,and, he had also removed her shoes and socks. She didn’t even remember going to sleep … she jerked suddenly thinking she was going to feel paralysed again but she didn’t she had full control over her body. She sat up slowly, expecting to see him lurking in a corner, the thought of seeing him again set chills through her body, he was going to make her life hell. She couldn’t stay there a minute longer. She slowly got up from the bed and walked towards the door only to find it opening before she reached it. Matt walked through it eyeing her suspiciously. “What are you doing out of bed?” he asked not unkindly.
“I … water … I needed some water” it wasn’t completely untrue; she needed something to get the taste of carpet out of her mouth.
“There is some by our bed” Charlotte cringed slightly at the word ‘our’ but walked back again hoping he hadn’t noticed. He had but he was ignoring it.
She sipped at the water and watched as he sat next to her, she wanted desperately to move away but knew it would do her more harm then good. He started to stroke her hair softly, gently running his handrougrough it. “We could be so happy” he smiled as he brought his face closer to hers, softly nuzzling her cheek and softly kissing it “I could treat you like a princess if you let me” Charlotte didn’t say anything, she wanted to scream at him and hurl abuse at him but she knew opening her mouth would only wind her up in trouble. So she stayed silent. A thousand thoughts running through her head. “Do you need some more water?” She didn’t even notice as Matt handed her the water … in an outburst she knew she was going regret she pushed the glass away, it fell out of his hands and rolled on the floor. Charlotte waited for the abuse tom come but instead Matt just smiled at her “Do you want to go and get the glass” He wasn’t angry. Charlotte went over and knelt down to get the glass, as she turned Matt was standing behind her. She went to get up. “No don’t get up, your fine just where you are” Charlotte looked at him worriedly “What?” she asked tears began to form in her eyes as she watched him undo his pants.
“It’s alright” he stroked the top oh head “I’m just going to show that everything has a consequence baby, but it’s OK, I’m not angry”
“Matt please…” Charlotte sobbed; he couldn’t make her do it. Things had just got ten times worse in the matter of seconds.
“No, don’t be upset” he purred “You don’t want to make me angry do you?” he edged her head forward, he was hard for her. His breathing was already heavy and she hadn’t touched him yet, just thinking about her was sending amazing bolts though his body “You don’t want me to drug you up, do you? Take my anger out on you when you’re helpless?” She didn’t. She had no choice and she knew it.
Just close your eyes and imagine your not here.
She lifted one hand up and edged her mouth towards his erect penis and engulfed it with her lips and tongue, the quicker he came the quicker it would be over.
Matt’s head tilted back as he felt her tongue caress him, ripples of pleasure shot through his body her hand softly stroked the spot that her mouth wasn’t, Matt groaned in bliss and pleasure.
His body was growing hotter and hotter as ran his hands through her hair, feeling her tongue slowly swirling around the tip of his penis.
Tears ran down Charlotte\'s cheeks but she knew she couldn\'t stop, if she did she was sure he would rape her, atleast here she felt as if she had a tiny bit of control.

With what felt like a lifetime, he finally came. Charlotte swallowed quickly cringing at the taste. She wiped her mouth with her sleeve and looked at the ground, she felt disgusting. Matt knelt down beside her and kissed her forehead “See sweetheart, if you do as I say things will run a lot smoothly” Charlotte looked up at him with her tear stained eyes, he rubbed away the tears. “Don’t be sad”
But she did feel sad, she felt completely and utterly devastated and revolting and gross and she was about to feel ten times worse.
“I’m gonna run us a bath, OK?”