the sun - charlie gillespie

twelve

-trigger warning-

i sat outside in the cold winter that canada had brought to me. i had my hands in the pockets of my black north face jacket and kicked my dr. martens along on the snow. i was waiting outside the meeting spot charlie and i agreed to meet. the park was pretty quite, the sun was up but not providing any warmth.

yeah, i decided to try and resolve this incident charlie and i had come across.my mom always told me that nursing a grudge only perpetuates the offender's power over you. in this case, charlie's power.he continued to live in my head throughout yesterday, reinforcing my frustration, polluting my imagination with thoughts of getting even

i couldn't let him get away with that. i mean he may or may not deserve forgiveness, but i deserve better than to waste my energy being angry at him. i looked over at the time on my phone to see that he was about 15 minutes late. i sighed and was getting a little impatience, he had me sitting in the park infront of his house.i texted ella for charlie's address and she gave it to me. i opened my maps and it gave me direction to his house. i didn't know if i was intruding by going to his house but i wasn't going home, i was already here and i'm not bother to walk back.

my tight black jeans had a cold feel to it, i'm guessing it's because i sat on the bench that was covered in snow.

i know, stupid decision.

"after arriving at mayfield town, take a left and you'll arrive at your destination." siri spoke out to me.

charlie's house was not that far from mine, infact it was only a few blocks down. it looked broken, not literally but it just looked like something died, like something didn't belong. as soon as i got to the black gates, i felt this sense of darkness. and i don't feel that often. i opened the gate and walked onto their porch.

"charlie!you can't do anything right can you? you don't know what a fucking curfew is huh?!" i heard a man scream through the window. i was pretty scared, that voice sounded that it was towering charlie. it was definitely an older man.

"it wasn't my fault! jacob, - " someone shouted back, it sounded like charlie. i feared for him. i took a few steps back away from the door and i felt my hands start to shake.

"it always is your fucking fault charlie!" i heard something shatter, i didn't know what it was, one thing i did know is that i was afraid. i was scared for not only me but him. what if he was getting hurt, or even worse what if this was a daily thing.

"jacob, you're hurting me." charlie groaned and tears filled my eyes. i placed my hand over my mouth to stop myself from exposing my loud cry.

"jacob, please." charlie cried and it eventually went quiet. i couldn't believe all i could do was stand here and cry. fuck, i really was no help.

i heard fast footsteps towards the door and i quickly ran around the other side of the house to hide. i bent down behind the bushes and saw a very tanned male, with dark hair and dark brown piercing eyes. when he walked past, i smelt the stench of alcohol whiff right past my nose. i watched him walk off the porch and onto the street. when he was far enough, i looked up at the door to see it was shut, i knew charlie was still in there. i looked around to see if there was anyway in.

i chewed the top of my thumb nail.

"the window." i whispered to myself. i saw one that was already open and stepped into the house. my two feet landed on the living room floor. it was filled with cigarette packets, empty pizza boxes and alcohol cans. just seeing all of this made my heart break. i really hoped no one was here. i slowly tip toed to the living room door and opened it. it lead me to hallway of his house, i looked down and saw his lifeless body lie on the ground. i started to cry, because it was a hurtful sight to see.