Only You Sweetheart

Throughout parts of the journey Charlotte repeatedly dozed off, the feeling of being incarcerated brought on bouts of claustrophobia and urges to vomit every time the car bumped too much. Feelings of hate, anger, fear and what she would do if she had a shot gun the next time she saw him swirled around her head like a hybrid of pessimistic emotions. But most of all the thought of what would have happened if she had never gone to that party that Nina had made her go to kept digging away at her, Charlotte couldn’t help but feel slightly bitter towards her best friend but knew all to well that none of this was Nina’s fault and she had to rid herself of that feeling, because if anyone was in despair at her disappearance it would most definitely be Nina.

The car began to slow down and she heard the car door open, after all those hours of wishing she could breathe some fresh air and get the hell out of the boot vanished and were replaced with a new bout of terror. He was making his way to the boot, maybe it was the police. Maybe they had pulled him over and were going to open the car boot and find her there and save her. Seeing his face smiling down at as has he opened the boot made her heart plummet. She was an idiot for even thinking she was going to be saved. He ripped off her gag and stuffed it into his pocket. Still the feeling of air that hadn’t been stuck in a car boot with her for the past few hours made her take in a deep satisfying breath. It was short lived, he dragged her out of the boot, he was a fool for thinking it was going to be easy for her to stand with cramp in both of her legs. She felt her legs give way and she collapsed to the floor, her knee grazed against the road, she shouldn’t be surprised it wasn’t the first time her body had betrayed her and it probably wouldn’t be the last, that thought made Charlotte’s blood run cold.

The sky was slightly lighter now, it was early morning, not long now and it would be dawn, it was only then Charlotte realised he had stopped the car in the middle of a deserted road, trees were parallel to each other either side of the road. A perfect place not to be noticed when dragging somebody out of the boot of your car. She felt his arms grip the underneat her hers and drag her back up again this time supporting her so she wouldn’t fall back down to the floor.
“You must be hungry, I thought you might need a snack break” she felt him pull her to the car and sit beside her in the back seat, he pulled out a plastic tub from a back pack and opened it up, it had cold pasta inside with some creamy sauce over it. He scooped some up with a fork and brought it towards her mouth, Charlotte looked at him oddly.
“I don’t trust you enough to untie you babe, so I’m going to have to feed you”
“I’m not a child,” she snarled
“Don’t make me force it down your throat”
Charlotte reluctantly opened her mouth, giving him continuous sour glares as she let him feed her, it was so humiliating but by this point the thought of being back in the boot and away from him was appealing and so she just wanted to finish quickly. Some sauce fell onto his finger “lick it off” his finger moved to her lips, she closed her eyes as she took his finger into her mouth and licked off the sauce. She heard him sigh in pleasure, she gritted her teeth when he wiped her mouth with a napkin obviously thoroughly enjoying treating her like a child, he let her have a few sips of some water and then packed everything away before grabbing her head between his hands and attacking her mouth with his, she was caught totally of guard and was not prepared for this assault, his tongue forced its way into her mouth and his hands roamed freely over her body taking advantage of her hands being tied behind her back, he bit her lip and it made her cry out faintly which obviously pleased him because his whole mouth smothered hers not giving her any time to breath from it. Not here, please god not here. Not at all would have been wishing too much but in the back of his car was even worse somehow, not only was it frightening but it was open, it would make her hope that someone would find them but know deep down inside that they wouldn’t. He stopped and she kicked him away with her leg only for him to catch it and hold it in mid air “You don’t need to worry darling, I have no intention of making love to you in the back of car, its too seedy. When we do it, its got to be romantic … otherwise how are you supposed to know how special you are”
Charlotte let out a sarcastic laugh, he was a complete psycho “Stop calling it making love, it is anything but making love and you’re an idiot if you have convinced yourself that it is”
His grip on her leg got tighter “Try to kick me away again and I’ll break your leg” he pulled her out of the back seat and forced her into the boot again and looked down at her.
Though the threat was frightening, Charlotte noticed that was as far as he had took her comment, Matt noticed the look on her face “Don’t think you got off that easily, I just don’t have the time to discipline you now, it will just give you something to look forward to later when I do have time to see that comments like that don’t happen again” he slammed down the trunk, blissful in the reaction on her face to his comment. She was scared. Good.

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Nina and Damon sat in the school car park, in the exact same area where they found Charlotte’s phone. “This is ridiculous Nina we’re not going to find anything” Damon sighed, she had convinced him to go there even though he got a feeling of gloom every time he stood anywhere that reminded him of Charlotte but she had a way with words which he had often heard Charlotte complain to him about.
“Ssh” Nina stood staring at the area “Charlotte’s my best friend, I’m sure if I stay here long enough I will have a brainwave”
They stood in silence, school would begin in a few hours and Nina wasn’t allowed on school premises until her suspension was over, so they had arrived there at the crack of dawn. Ten minutes later Damon thought his head was going to explode, “Forget it Nina, lets at least go somewhere where I can sit down so we can try and get a fucking brain wave, even Sherlock Holmes didn’t stare at some spot until he had a vision” Nina tutted loudly and walked away, she felt useless. She was the best person to know who had kidnapped Charlotte and she didn’t have a fucking clue.

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Charlotte was sitting in the front seat of the car as they pulled into the gas station; he’d promised at her that if she made so much as a tiny fuss he’d make her and anyone in earshot personally regret it and she knew he kept his promises. He filled the car up with gas and told her to come with him into the shop to pay.
“Have you got a toilet” he turned to the man behind the till
“Through there” the man didn’t even look up, much to Charlotte’s dismay, if she could just catch his eye she could maybe make him see she was in trouble. Matt noticed her staring at the man and pulled her swiftly into the toilets, they both went into the women’s “Like I’d let you go in there by yourself”
Charlotte went into a cubicle and heard him do the same, shnt tnt to the toilet as quickly as she could and skulked out again and washed her hands, he stood by her, he wasn’t going to let her out of his sight for one minute. She caught his eye in the mirror and he smiled callously at her, she also noticed another woman walk into the room. They made a hasty exit as Matt didn’t even look at the woman as he told her the men’s toilets was blocked half way out of the door. They went back to the car and drove off quickly, he wasn’t saying a word, he appeared angry, probably still from the incident in the back of the car. Charlotte didn’t know if he would remember he needed to punish her by the time they had arrived at his chosen destination but she preyed to god that he didn’t.

After a lifetime of silence he spoke. “Don’t get too comfy in the front seat, you’ll be going into the back again soon, I can’t have you knowing where we are going can I?” he grinned as he stared at the road. It was only then that Charlotte realised this was the first time she had a g a good look at him, usually she couldn’t even bring herself to look directly at him and though she knew what he look like this was the first detailed look she had got. His ears were pierced about three times each, he had a freckle just below his right eye and his eyes were such a dark brown they could have been mistaken as black just like his hair. Had he taken off his hat she would of sworn that devils horns would poke out, his tongue constantly ran over his lip ring, she noticed he always did this when he was angry or anxious about something. In this case probably a bit of both. He turned to look at her and caught her staring “You don’t always have to look so scared darling” he’d obviously noticed her frightened reaction.
“Why do you always ask that?”
\"About you being scared\"
\"Yes, of course I\'m going to look scared, I have every reason to look scared!\" she bit her lip as soon as she had said it as if she wasn’t in enough trouble as it was, except this time he laughed “ I suppose it was, I haven’t really given you any reason not to be scared yet have I?”
Charlotte stared out of the window, he continued. “You have just got to learn that the easier that you make this for me ... and you, the easier I’ll let your life be”
“But I don\'t want to be here Matt, how am I supposed to to make this easy for you when the last thing I want is to be here with you ... making it easy ” Tears filled her eyes and her voice was more of a croak.
“Funnily enough I had noticed, its jmakemakes no difference to your situation, every guy likes a chase Charlotte but it gets tiring” that was all she got, he carried on in silence, once they got to a deserted area he shifted her back to the car boot and drove off.

Another couple of hours and they would finally be in their new home, Matt itched with excitement, it was his dad’s old home that he had given Matt was his whenever he wanted it, it was still in his dads name but the house solely belonged to him and considering his dad was called Mathew anyway what did it matter. Matt never told his mother knowing she would sell it off in a heartbeat and keep the money for herself. Selfish bitch. His dad was gone along time ago and Matt had been visiting the house every time he wanted to get away. The house was perfect, isolated from everything. A place where him and Charlotte could be alone, where she would learn to trust him and love him … where no one would hear her scream.

Matt looked at a passing sign. “Not long now” he said to himself, the excitement and anticipation flooded him with warm feelings. Soon she really would have nowhere to run. He had a whole lot of things plans, she would need to settle in - he still needed to punish her for things that had happened earlier that morning, after that he would have to make her feel comfortable, she would need constant care and attention, things that he was more then willing to giv her her.