Secret Keeper

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*Charlie's POV*

When I finally get home, it's about 8 am. I walk in the door and set my keys down on the counter. I decide to go check on Sydney. I walk to her room and when I open the door, I see her and Savannah snuggled up to each other. "Incroyable, je pensais pouvoir vous faire confiance, étant seuls à la maison!" (Unbelievable, I thought I could trust you two being home alone together!) I exclaim waking both Sydney and Savannah up.

     "Char, ce n'est pas à quoi ça ressemble!" (Char, it's not what it looks like!) She says back. "Savannah, I think it's best you leave," I say as nice as I can. Savannah looks at me with a look of hurt but grabs her stuff and leaves. I finally get a good look at her and see she's wearing Sydney's shirt. "Que fait-elle en portant ta chemise!?!" (What is she doing wearing your shirt!?!) "Je lui ai donné pour dormir d'accord? Ce n'est pas grave," (I gave it to her to sleep in okay? It's not a big deal) She says. I give her a look. "Pas un gros problème? C'est une putain de grosse affaire! Elle ne devrait pas porter ta chemise. Qu'est-ce qui vous a fait penser que c'était normal de désobéir à mes règles? Je ne vous ai donné que deux règles à suivre et c'est ce que vous faites? Qu'est-ce que tu faisais même avec elle?" (Not a big deal? It's a big fucking deal! She shouldn't be wearing your shirt. What made you think it was okay to disobey my rules? I only gave you two rules to follow and this is what you do? What were you even doing with her?) I yell.

      "Charlie! It's not a big deal! We just watched some movies I gave her my shirt to let her be more comfortable. We fell asleep. That's all. You act like I'm 5 again. Well, newsflash, I'm 17 years old and I turn 18 next week. Don't fucking tell me how to live my life. If you can't accept the fact that I love Savannah, then I'm leaving..." She says. "Sydney! I put my trust in you and you broke that. And love? You love her?" "Yes, Charlie, I do and whether you like it or not, Sav and I are dating. You can't tell me how to live my life," She says. "Syd, I know I can't... I just want what's best for you..." "And you think telling me I can't date the love of my life ad making me miserable is what's best for me?" "All I'm saying is that I don't want you to get hurt. I can't bear to see my baby sister hurt all over again..." "Savannah isn't like Isabelle and you know that, if you can't accept the fact that I love her, then I'm leaving..."