Only You Sweetheart

Charlotte turned a sickly pale, as if things hadn’t been awful enough. He wasn’t moving he was just kneeling down besides her stroking her face, with a stupid love struck grin across his face. If sad had had the energy to smack it straight off she would, but she didn’t. In truth she just wanted to curl up in a ball and cry, but she wouldn’t because then he would know that he had gotten to her and that he had won and then god knows what control he would have over her.

“I don’t … I don’t want a bath” she fought back the tears but he could tell how distraught she was, part of him wanted to scoop her up in his arms and protect from everyone and everything, to tell her it was alright and that he would always be there for her. But he couldn’t, he wouldn’t it wasn’t the way to win her heart if they were to be together forever. He had to be cruel to be kind; he couldn’t become a pussy whipped idiot at the first obstacle.

Matt leaned in and gently kissed her on the lips “Ssh, everything’s going to be alright.”
Charlotte just gulped back some more tears and stared at the ground, helpless. He go up and walked out of the bedroom and into the bathroom, he’d made his first mistake. He had left the door open, meaning an easier escape option because opening the bedroom door made a squeak which would draw attention to herself, but being already opened meant no such noise would come out of it.
“I’m not helpless” she whispered to herself before slowly getting to her feet, she felt a sudden rush of dizziness, she had never felt so exhausted, her whole body ached and she just wanted to sleep. Charlotte looked at the bed in front of her and it made her grimace. She heard the sound of running water, she would have to make a hasty exit out of the bedroom and past the bathroom, she would then have to run through the lounge assuming that was where the front door would be, she knew the route because the apartment was fairly small and most things could be seen from the bedroom door. It sounded impossible but there was no other choice even if he caught her before she fled the apartment she might still reach the front door and open it and somebody would hear her screams surely.

She quietly made her way out of the door, she realised she was still barefoot but it was a minor fault compared to her freedom, she peered round the corner of the bathroom and noticed Matt was sitting on the edge of the bath his back totally turned towards her. She drained in fear when she realised she wouldn’t know what to do if he had been looking towards the door as her head poked round, she swiftly but quietly past the door of the bathroom knowing full well that he may still sense that she had gone past. A few more seconds of waiting told her that she didn’t, she sprinted as quietly as she could to the lounge and thankfully she was correct in thinking that the front door would be there, it was in a small room to the left of the lounge. She ran fourth, relief washing over her as she peered behind her and then straight for the door. She started unbolting it; constantly turning her head fooling herself into thinking every noise was Matt standing right behind her. A cars engine outside made her jump in fright and more determined to get outside at the same time, there was so many locks he well and truly locked them both in. She scrambled quickly unlocking everything; she didn’t care how loud she was now.

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Damon paced the kitchen as Nina and Damon and Charlotte’s mother sat at the table.
“This is stupid, we need to go out and look for her!” Damon’s face was covered in anger at Charlotte, at the police who were making them wait for 24 hours and with life in general.
“We don’t even know where to begin to look Damon” Nina wanted to comfort her friends brother, she had known him for so long he felt like her brother as well and he had every reason to be angry, she was too.
“She’s probably shacked up at some guys house, unaware that your so worried about her” Damon tried to ignore the ‘you’re’ in his mothers choice of words but they had only increased his anger that was now directed at her as well.
“I’m so glad you’re worried about her. She’d be touched.” Damon growled through gritted teeth.
“Oh for Christ’s sake Damon don’t you think you are over reacting just a little” his mom lit up a cigarette and stared at her son.
Nina sensed that there was going to be an argument if she didn’t intervene soon.
“Damon why don’t we walk around the block, see if we can think about where she might be, yeah?” Nina wasn’t waiting for a response as she gently pulled the boy who was far bigger the her out of the door “I’m sure your mother will ring me if Charlotte shows up”
Nina took the “yeah yeah yeah” from the smoking woman as a yes.


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Charlotte’s head was yanked backwards and she yelped in pain. Mat had grabbed her by the hair and pulled her away from the door before slamming her already fragile body against the wall.
“What do you think your doing” he hissed at her, his hands firmly gripping her shoulders making her try to twist out of his clutch only making his fingers dig further into her making her shoulders throb.
For the first few seconds Charlotte was so dazed she couldn’t even speak, it was only until she realised how close she was too escaping and what new trouble she had landed herself into that she begin to speak.
“I was … I was ….”
“You were?” his eyes were so intense, he was livid and Charlotte knew she was going to regret what she had done immensely.
“I don’t want to be here” he knew she didn’t want to be here but the words still made his body ache from her rejection.
“Tough” was about all he could snarl at her before forcefully dragging her back to the bedroom. He threw her onto the ground so that her head knocked against the floor making her feel so much hurt that it was impossible for her to get back up again, it was only when she attempted to lift her body back up again that she felt two blows to her chest presumably from his foot. It took all the wind out of her, she fought to catch her breath but every gulp of air she breathed in made her ribs and chest throb in agony.
“Don’t do this,” she sobbed but she didn’t know whether it was loud enough for him to hear.
“You have got to learn”
Charlotte felt him kneel down beside her and lift up her right arm, it was only a few agonising seconds later she realised he was biting into her flesh on the area just below her right shoulder.
Charlotte cried out in anguish, his hands firmly gripped both of her hands down in place as his teeth clenched her skin not so that it broke but hard enough to cause a great deal of pain. When he lifted his head to her face he saw the pain he had caused in her eyes and smiled “Did that hurt?” She didn’t even answer. He leant over to her other arm and went to do the same until she panicky admitted that it did.

He got to his feet and dragged her up onto her own feet, his arm wrapped around her shoulders as she found it hard to stand on her own, she realised he was walking her to the bathroom and started to fight him of again. He was too strong for her and she felt so unbelievably delicate that she didn’t think she was even outing up much of a fight. As they walked into the bathroom she smelt the aroma of a recently poured bath, the hot water had cased some steam and the smell of bubble bath wafted around the room, in any other circumstances the bath would of looked delightfully inviting but not this time. This time it was full of horror.

Matt made sure she was balancing OK and went and sat on the edge of the bath so he was facing her and looked at her, his face was still grinning proudly.
“Take off your clothes” he wasn’t asking, it was an order.
Charlotte could of died, she couldn’t. He couldn’t do this to her, not after everything else he had put her through. His face was both expressing adamant that she would do as she were told and excitement, the latter worse then the former.
“Matt…”
“Take off your clothes … or I will rip them off”
“I can’t, please I can’t I’m scared”
Matt\'s face softened slightly at her statement.
“There’s nothing to be scared of”
“Of course there is, I’m scared of you”
“If you do as I say, there is nothing to be fearful of … its only when you disobey me that you should get scared, a bath will make you feel better especially now after what’s just happened. It will take away some of your aches and pains … unless you like the pain? Because I can promise you I can give you a hell of a lot more darling”
The look in his eye told her not to push the matter any further.
Charlotte looked at him for a couple of seconds, her expression begging him not to make her do this, but his stare was far more deadly.
Charlotte swallowed the lump caught in her throat and slowly began to remove her zip up jumper and then her vest top that was underneath. Matt shifted slightly, never taking his eyes off of her. “Come closer”
Charlotte looked at him and edged her way towards him until she was only inches away, she caught his eye and felt the tears form in her eyes, out of everything she had faced in her life this was truly the worst. Once she had removed her clothes she was completely vulnerable, how was she to know he wouldn’t rape her anyway even if she obeyed him?
“Matt you won’t …” she couldn’t get the words out, they were to horrible to say
“What?” his voice was a purr, he’d seen a hint of stomach but she pulled her top back down when beginning her question.
“You won’t …” she could feel herself about to cry “r … r …rape …”
Matt smiled softly, cursing himself for causing her so much pain when all he really wanted to do was lover and adore her.
“Sweetheart I promise not to rape you, I would never do something like that unless you left me no choice”
Charlotte eased slightly
“When we make love, I\'m going to be completely gentle and loving … your too perfect to rush over”
Sweat began to form on Charlottes forehead, what he had just said was perhaps nearly as bad as telling her he would rape her.
“Hurry darling, your baths getting cold”
Charlotte held her breath and lifted her top over her head, refusing to look at him as his eyes swept over her body.
Matt stared at her, she was perfect. Her smooth golden skin would make any man speechless; she had only a small frame, which he knew anyway. His eyes ran over her toned stomach and then over her breasts that were held in a black lace bra. Matt felt himself go hard, who wouldn’t? He thought to himself.
Charlotte stopped to look at him for mercy but his face told her to continue. She undid the button and zip to her jeans and pushed them down to the ground and stepped out of them. Her slender legs weow tow the new object to Matt’s affections, she felt his hand caress the top of her left leg, his fingers stroked the inside of her thigh gentle as he looked up at her. His smile was soft but his eyes were full of lust and want.
Charlotte fought back any tears, she had to be strong.
Her fingers reached for the back of her bra and it dropped to the ground, she heard him moan softly but ignored it, she also ignored his hands continuing to stroke up and down the inside of her leg. She went to pull down her black panties when she heard him tell her to stop. He slowly got to his feet so that he was standing facing her; he lifted her chin up and kissed her mouth softly. “Be brave” he began to kiss her neck tenderly, his left arm running up and down her arm his other reached for her breast and stroked it delicately, Charlotte felt his thumb brush against her nipple and closed her eyes tightly. How did she wind up in this mess? Quiet moans were coming from him as his hand continued to caress her breast, slowly rubbing it in the palm of his hand.
Once Matt had started he couldn’t stop, he knew she was beautiful but he never imagined that she could be this wonderful. Her skin was soft and warm and begged for his touch, he ran his other hand over her back his nails slightly scraping her back making her flinch, Charlotte felt a shiver down the base of her spine and curled her lip at her body that felt it might very well betray her, she knew no matter what her mind would not though. She took in another breath as both his hands stroked her back and made their way to her panties and slowly pulled them down to her feet. He then stood by her, taking her hand and helped her into the bath … all the while never taking his eyes off of her, the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. And she belonged to him.

Charlotte sat down in the bath, the warmth of the water made her moan slightly. She felt Matt kiss the side of her face. “Just relax,” he whispered into her ear, she watched as his hand reached for the shampoo, she wasn’t a cripple she could wash her won hair! “Put your head under the water”
Charlotte didn’t even have the energy to protest, she dipped her head under the water, a few seconds passed where she considered not coming up again, dying would at least free her from this new humiliation. But she knew he would drag her back up again and then punish her for trying to get away from him once again.

I promise not to rape you; I would never do something like that unless you left me no choice

When she came back up again she felt his hands gently massage the shampoo into her hair, his fingers caressed her head, the pain that she had felt from when it hit the floor was slowly dulling but she knew it would throb again later. The thought of later made Charlotte cringe later would hold new obstacles none of which appeared to be very pleasant. Sudden thoughts of Nina and Damon flashed through her head, she wondered if they knew she was missing. Those dearest to her suddenly made her feel despair, she had felt angry and disgusted before but now she just felt anguish. What if she never saw them again? Charlotte didn’t even realise that Matt had tuned the shower had on and was washing the shampoo out of her hair, one of his hands was covering her eyes to stop soap getting into them. How considerate. She thought ton herself, disgusted.

Once the soap was out, he stood up and began to remove his top. As he went to drop it on the floor behind him Charlotte noticed the on the top of his right arm and one above his left shoulder blade. Charlotte turned her head back and looked directly in front of her, he was going to get in the bath. Any fear Charlotte had felt before had just doubled, tripled in fact