trust doesn't always come back

maybe we can start over?

Scarlett's P.O.V

 

That day will forever haunt me, I have scars all over my body that won't fade within time or disappear magically over night. If it wasn't for Charlie's brave actions that night I don't think I would be here right now. I would be six feet under, flying with the angels in the sky and all that bullshit they feed you when one of your relatives die when your little. But that's another story, I suppose your wanting to know what happened after Charlie entered the house and seen my half dead body? Well okay, I suppose I will let the flashback continue, no matter how much it hurts me I still have to go over it every single week to several officers so telling you won't make a difference.

Here goes...

*FLASHBACK*

Charlie's P.O.V

To be quite honest with you all, I am about as strong as a rusty nail but I need to fix this, I cannot let this monster kill Scarlett, he probably already has but I am trying to think positive here. I sigh deeply and continue to watch through the key hole. I take out my phone and dial 999, I leave my phone on the side hidden under a thin tea towel and I then grab a knife from the knife block. I begin to sweat, this could be the end of me... God sake, get over yourself Charlie. I roll my eyes at my self and formulate a plan in my head.

 

" LET HER GO" I bravely shout, I notice it gets his attention and he looks up towards the door. My heart begins to pound and I hide behind a plant ready for his arrival, what a funny place to hide.He slams open the door and begins to breathe heavily, like he knows the game is up. I've not even thought that far ahead yet, I just hope the operator hasn't hung up yet and is sending police my way. The sound of a cat rustling the bins gets his attention so he walks off towards the front of the house, I take this as my moment to go see if Scarlett is okay. I slowly creep down the creaky stairs trying to go as quiet as I possibly can without attracting the bastards attention. I finally touch the floor with my feet and walk up to Scarlett, seeing the blood stains all over the floor, tears spring to my eyes and I remain still for a few seconds just staring at her lifeless body.Her back is to me so I cannot see her face, I really hope she is okay. I hear a creak behind me and turn just in time to feel a blinding pain flash across my head and everything goes black.

 

* A few hours later*

OMG, my head is pounding, how much did I drink last night? I try open my eyes and move but realise I am stuck, thats when it all comes flooding back to me, the blood, Scarlett, shit. I have truly messed this one up. Bravo Charlie. Now where is he? I turn my head to the side and see his bulging eyes staring right at me, I jump in response and my heart beats rapidly. If I make it through this alive I think I will have nightmares forever.

" what the fuck are you doing here?" I almost die from the smell of booze coming from his mouth. I gulp, then look around for Scarlett who is still in the same place as before.

" why are you doing this?" I ask.

" she is just like her mother, a slag, a nobody, she died and Scarlett will be following. such a shame you turned up pretty boy because its the end of the line for you too" he says, as he cuts into my cheek. I hiss in pain and try moving my face..

One thing he does not realise though is that while he is chatting all this bollocks I am cutting away my restraints with the knife from earlier, did you really think I was that stupid to have it out in the open? It was small enough to put in my pocket but its big enough to cause some damage. He gets up and walks towards some kind of table, where thousands of tools covered in blood await,I feel sick. This is going to hurt. I feel one of the restraints coming loose, but try not to smile and give it away. He turns back to me with a wicked grin on his face, branding a butchers knife cleaning what I presume to have Scarlett's blood on. It feels like slow motion as he walks towards me and my last restraint becomes loose. I grip tightly onto the knife as he gets closer, as he swings the knife at me I duck and stab the knife right into his leg, he screams in pain and falls to the floor clutching his leg. I start to walk towards Scarlett when he grabs hold of my ankle and sinks his teeth into my flesh like hes hungry. I groan and fall to the floor, I quickly kick him in the face resulting in a nice satisfying crack of his nose I assume. I quickly get up and look around for a tool I could use if he attacks again. At the minute he is unconscious, I am hoping he stays like that. I walk to his table of weapons and scan them carefully, thinking about what I could use. A leaf blower? what could he do with that? I don't even want to know to be honest! I spot a cork screw and decide that would be pretty gruesome to use if you used it how you open a champagne bottle. Ew, anyway, I hold it in my hand and turn around in time to see the monster himself just staring at me, my blood runs cold and he just lunges at me trying to slash my body with a knife. He doesn't give up does he? By chance I look over to where Scarlett is and I notice she is sat up with a cold expression, staring at her father. Poor girl,anyway I decide that I have to put a stop to this because if I don't it is never going to change. I manage to sneakily push him away and as he falls to the floor I straddle him and plunge the cork screw into his neck, blood starts pouring out of his neck and he splutters. I throw the cork screw onto the floor and run over to Scarlett. I hold her and look into the emotionless eyes.

" Scar, you okay?!" I ask as tears pour out of her eyes, stupid question really but what else do you say? I begin to hear police sirens and laugh at the lateness of the police force. Bit late now guys, I manage to drag Scarlett outside into the coppers arms where an ambulance is waiting and I collapse from exhaustion. I wake up not long after, surrounded by my family in a lovely crisp white gown that clings to you and machines bleeding all around me which doesn't help my head. I try sit up but am pushed back down by a doctor.

" Please sir, stay still, you need to rest!"

" Is Scarlett okay? Have they arrested him?" A police officer seems to come out of no where and answers my questions as honest as he could.

" Scarlett is fine, we did not find no body sir, so I am afraid you are under the arrest of attempted murder of Scarlett Johnson, you will remain in hospital until you are better but you are not allowed to leave the grounds,there will be on a guard on your door at all times and you are not allowed under any circumstances allowed to see the victim in question, as soon as you have a fit to leave bill from your doctor you will be going to jail until the court date"

oh, fuck.