Runaway

The night before

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  Tommy had his arms wrapped around Charlotte as they laid there. He kissed her neck.
          "Okay...I have to go to work now."
          "No." She whined as she turned to face him.
          "I've already missed too much today." He said with a laugh.
          "Aren't you the boss? Can't you miss whenever you want?"
          "Nothing gets done right if me or Polly's not there and right now Arthur and John are in charge."
          "Yeah...you need to go right now." She laughed.
He kissed her.
          "I will see you for dinner."
          "You won't. I have to go to a night time photoshoot and then they serve us dinner they know we can't eat." She rolled her eyes.
She quickly kissed him and sat up with sheet around her.
          "So I guess you'll starve without me." She joked.
Tommy noticed something on the back of her neck. He sat up and moved her hair and saw a scorpion tattoo.
          "I didn't know you had a tattoo?"
She put her hand over the back of her neck to cover it up and cleared her throat.
          "Just another thing from my past. I hate it."
          "Well I think it's hot." He said and then kissed her.
She gave a fake smile and stood up. Naked body on display. Tommy raised his eyebrows at her.
          "Maybe I'll stay a little longer."
She threw his clothes at him.
          "Work. Remember."
She smirked as he made a face at her. Charlotte went and turned the shower on, thinking Tommy was leaving, but she was wrong. She was in the shower and turned around to see Tommy standing right behind her.
          "Tommy, I thought—"
          "Work can wait." He said cutting her off.
He pushed her against the shower wall and picked her up as she laughed. A while later they were both in towels as they got out.
          "I'm going to have a bruise." She said.
          "Well next time don't fall."
          "It's slippery." She laughed.
She turned to face him as they walked out into her bedroom.
          "Why didn't you catch me?" She asked.
          "Yes...it's my fault. Next time I'll make sure to use my super human speed and catch you."
She smiled.
          "Good."
He shook his head and then kissed her, but they were stopped by Alfie walking in her room.
          "Alfie, knock."
          "Charlie, my house."  He said.
She rolled her eyes and he looked at the two and smirked.
          "Have a little fun there?" He asked.
          "What do you want?" Charlotte said with a small laugh.
          "Well...I had a meeting with Tommy here and he wasn't in his office....with good reason obviously."
          "Alfie." Tommy warned.
Alfie raised his hands in surrender.
          "I'll be down in five minutes." Tommy said.
          "We'll see." Alfie said and then closed the door.
She looked at Tommy as he put his pants on.
          "We really need our own place."
He kissed her.
          "I know." He said.
          "I will see you later, babe." He kissed her and then left.
Charlotte smiled and then got ready. She went to her photoshoot and the night went on. As she was leaving the set she noticed a man off in the distance. She got a bad feeling as she walked to her car. Charlotte rushed home because she couldn't shake the feeling. Right as she walked in, Alfie could tell something was up.
          "Charlie, what's wrong?" He said as he got closer to her.
          "Nothing...it's nothing. I think I'm just going to go upstairs." She said hesitantly.
          "Okay." He smirked.
She made a weird face as she walked upstairs. She got to her room and it was completely empty.
          "Alfie, What the fuck?" She yelled.
He laughed as she walked downstairs.
          "This isn't funny. Where's my stuff?"
He pulled her in for a hug.
          "I'm going to miss you, Charlie." He laughed.
She pushed him off of her.
          "What the hell is going on?"
          "I'm kicking you out." He said as he pushed her to the door.
          "Alfie, what—"
He opened the door and Tommy was standing on the porch. He reached out his hand and she took it.
          "You said we needed our own place." He said.
Alfie playfully pushed Charlotte out of the door and Tommy caught her. She turned and looked at him.
          "Now I can walk around naked again." He said.
          "You did that anyway."
He laughed and nodded.
          "Yeah, I did. Now go and enjoy your new place. I'll be over for dinner tomorrow." He laughed.
She shook her head and her and Tommy made their way over. They walked up to Polly's old house and went in and it looked a little different.
          "Polly doesn't need it anymore. It's ours now."
She smiled as she walked through the house. Charlotte made her way to the bedroom where hers and Tommy's clothes were already put away.
          "You did all of this?" She asked.
          "Well...I had a little help."
She walked over and kissed him.
          "I love it." She smiled.
          "No brothers or sisters interrupting. No Alfie walking in. It's just us." He said.
Tommy picked her up and she smirked.
          "Finally."
He kissed her and then they enjoyed the rest of their first night together in their new home. The rest of the week went on and they barely saw each other despite the new place. Charlotte was working tirelessly because the fashion show was tomorrow and Tommy was so busy with the business. All the models were let out early to rest because it was the night before, but Charlotte stayed a little longer. Right as she walked out someone grabbed her and slammed her up against the brick wall. She recognized his face.
          "What the fuck, Max? Let me go." She yelled.
          "He's coming for you, Charlotte. Just wait."
She tried to push him off of her, but he grabbed her throat and smirked.
          "You will never escape him...no matter how many times you run away. He'll get you." He laughed.
He let her go and watched her walk away. Charlotte was starting to panic because she didn't want Noah to show up...and she especially didn't want him to see her with Tommy. She was going to go to Alfie for help, but she knew he would just tell her to run again....so she ended up at the office to see Polly. Her neck was red, so she quickly walked into her office before Tommy could see. Polly looked up and saw her.
          "Polly, there's something I have to tell you and I don't know how to tell Tommy, but trust me...it's not what you think."
Polly could tell how serious she was, so she sat beside her. Polly's eyes went wide as Charlotte started to talk. It quickly changed to a sad expression and she grabbed Charlotte's hands as she cried.
          "He's going to hate me, but I had to keep it a secret to keep him safe."
          "He'll be mad, but once you explain everything to him...he will understand."
          "I never wanted to lie to him, Polly..."
          "But you had no choice, love."
          "I know, but I've been lying to someone that I...." Charlotte trailed off.
          "Love?"
Charlotte nodded.
          "I think you should tell him after the fashion show. You've been working so hard and have been so stressed. What's one more day of keeping this a secret?"
          "I don't know if I can wait until then, Pol."
          "Whatever you decide to do...I've got your back, Charlotte."
She nodded and hugged Polly.
          "Thank you." She said and then stood up.
          "So will I see you at the pub later?" Polly asked.
          "Maybe. I still have to take some stuff back to the runway."
Polly nodded and Charlotte walked out and made it to her house. She had photos of her and the models spread out on the coffee table as she sat in the floor. Tommy came in and sat on the couch right behind her. Charlotte was rubbing her shoulder. Tommy put his hands on her shoulders and started to massage them.
          "Your shoulders are quite tense, love."
          "I always get like this before a big show."
          "Well I don't like you this stressed. It's not good for you."
          "Well..this is helping. It feels so good." She said.
He smirked and then wrapped his arms around her as he leaned his head against hers.
          "Which pictures are your favorites?"
Tommy started to point at them.
          "Tommy, those are all of me." She laughed.
          "And? What's your point?"
She turned her head and kissed him. Tommy pulled her on the couch and he got on top of her. They kissed for a little bit and then she pulled away.
          "Tommy, there's something I need to tell you."
          "Tell me after we go to the Garrison. I'm supposed to be meeting Arthur...actually right now." He said as he looked at his watch and then got up.
          "Tommy."
          "Are you coming later?" He asked.
          "Probably not. I have to take these over to the runway and do some more stuff."
          "I'll miss you." He said as he kissed her.
          "But, Tommy...there's something we really need to talk about."
          "We will have that talk after, okay?"
He kissed her one last time and walked out.
          "Okay." She said to the empty house.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The night went on and Charlotte was working at the runway super late to stay busy. All she could think about was trying to tell Tommy the truth earlier. While she was struggling with her internal conflict, Tommy was having a great time with his family at the pub. They were all getting drunk as Harry walked over.
          "Tom, there's a man here looking for Charlotte."
          "Send him over."
          "Shit." Polly mumbled.
A tall man with slicked back, black hair and tattoos all over his body walked over.
          "Wow he's hot." Ada said to Polly.
          "No, he's not." She scolded.
Tommy stood up to face him.
          "I hear you're looking for Charlotte." Tommy said.
          "And I hear you're the man that knows where she is." He said in his Australian accent.
          "And what do want with her?"
          "I've come to bring her home...where she belongs."
          "What is she to you?" Tommy asked.
The man rolled his eyes and then laughed. He made eye contact with Tommy.
          "My wife."