Chapter 11
I sipped my coffee. I was restless. It's Friday and nobody had heard from Charlotte. I had no idea where she could've been but something inside told me that she was in trouble.
Not only that she was in trouble but that I had something to do with it.
I rested my head on the table. Cops were searching, she was on the news, and then there was me. For all I knew, she could be... gone.
Someone banged the table, making my head pop up. "Forget. Her. She's gone. She isn't the one that's getting you laid so leave her the fuck alone." Oscar groaned.
"Oscar, fuck off. I'm not in the mood for your shit right now." I growled.
I got up and walked to the bathroom and placed my hands on the counter, staring intensely into the mirror.
After twenty minutes of having a stare down with my reflection, Alex walked in.
"I just wanted to say that what Oscar said wasn't right and that it makes sense that you're feeling this way." He told me with a slight smile but when I didn't reply, his smile faded. "Look, I know how it feels to be in this place and it's horrible." He added.
"What are you trying to say?" I averted my eyes downwards. He stepped forwards and placed his hand on my shoulder.
"I'm saying that you shouldn't sit on your ass all day moping and that we should find her. Not just you, but me and the boys too." I lifted my head, seeing him through the mirror and we smirked at each other.
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We were back at my penthouse in the living room after picking up Alana. She held a piece of paper and a black sharpie.
We sat and shared the names of those who may have kidnapped Charlotte. If the police wouldn't hurry up, we were gonna do the dirty work ourselves.
"Okay, that's the list. The first person on the list is Selena." She shut the lid of the pen and looked at us.
"Well, Selena is Avery's friend, right? She is quite the whore from what I've seen." Alex chuckled.
"We don't exactly know much about her. Do you know Selena?" I asked Alana.
"Actually, I do. She's the whore that Charlie caught Logan sleeping with."
"When was that?" I snapped, suddenly angry. Everyone looked directly at me but I needed an answer.
"August 12th." She replied, looking slightly uncomfortable but I didn't give a shit.
"The same day he attempted to rape her?" I asked. She looked surprised by my knowledge but nodded anyway. I smiled sweetly. "One second." I got up and headed into my bedroom.
I picked up a vase before going into the spare room that was already littered with shards of glass and pottery spread out across the floor. I shouted loud while smashing the vase with full force at the wall. I breathed hardly and loudly until I felt better and went back to the front room.
"I'm back." I smiled. She looked terrified but brushed away the feeling.
"Who would want to do anything to her?" Oscar asked. Oh, so now he cares.
"Logan has been in Australia since I attacked him before the disappearance so he's out." Alana told up before crossing out Logan's name. There were now only two names that weren't crossed out: Avery and Selena. "Did you guys mention that Selena was Avery's friend?" Alana then asked. We all nodded.
"There isn't anything to prove it wasn't them." Benji stated. Alex nodded in agreement.
"You need sleep. We'll get her in the morning." Alex said. Everyone agreed so I sighed and went to my room. Not that I was going to sleep anyway.
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Trouble in Paradise
RomansaCharlotte Brown was a nineteen year old waitress who lived on her own in a small apartment. She was quite shy around certain people but that's just the way she's always been. Then one day her house gets broken into and she walks right into it but...