Chapter one
“Mum please just be quiet, I don’t want to talk about this anymore. It’s done okay!” I practically screamed at her. “Charlotte. Rosemary. Dawson, don’t you dare give me that attitude, I am your mother and you will respect me!” mum hissed with a venomous tone. “Look, this is my car so just shutup and stop trying to control me! If you don’t like the way I act then get out and just walk back to the flat!” I said between gritted teeth yelling even louder than I was before. I knew I was being harsh but she was being so dam stubborn and just wouldn’t listen to me or what I had to say. I looked over to her sitting in the passenger seat. She had tears swelling up in her eyes. I need to apologize. I turned my gaze to the back seat to notice my little sister was holding in her tears as well clutching onto her teddy as tight as she could. God what have I done, I’m such a bitch. I’ve even made my sister cry. I turned my gaze back to the road but it was too late. BANG.”
Charlotte’s POV
I woke up in a panic. Beads of sweat dripping down the side of my face. I looked over to peters side of the bed only to notice that yet again it was empty. ‘ha’ I grunted out loud. Typical. Never here when I really need him. He’s probably out getting drunk with the boys again I thought to myself rolling my eyes. Peter is my boyfriend we have been together for a year now. He’s tall around about 6” with dark brown hair and hazel brown eyes. He’s 24 and is so well built, with the tan and all. He truly is beautiful and girls just seem to swoon all over him whenever he is out. Me on the other hand well I’m 17 almost 18 now I know it’s a big difference between us but, it’s a connection that nobody will ever understand.
I have long brown hair that cuts off half way down my stomach. I have a nice natural tan with bright blue eyes, I’m quite a small girl not only in height but in body weight as well. But really I’m nothing too special. Well not compared to Pete. That’s why when he first asked me out I was in complete shock!
Flashback
Waiting in line at the café I was starting to get so impatient, it was honestly taking forever just to get a coffee. I started thinking about random things, like what people would look like under their clothes. Looking around at everyone in the room I couldn’t help but let out a little giggle at what I thought one really big man would look like.
I turned around to continue looking at people keeping myself amused, I quickly spun around only to bump into the person standing behind. “Shit” I let out under my breath just loud enough so I could hear. As I began to look up my eyes quickly caught the attention of a clearly defined 6 pack on an amazingly buff tanned body, being mesmerised by the body of this angle I was quickly brought back to reality when I heard the shirtless person speak for the first time. “Like what you see there babe?” he said in a clear Australian accent, I felt shivers go up my spine from the sound of his voice. As I looked up I came face to face with a perfect looking smirk plastered across his face.
Not paying attention to what he had actually said I quickly spoke up. “Um no… sorry. I ah, me um no speak armericano?” shit charlotte what did you just do? Did you honestly just tell that beautiful looking guy that you don’t speak American? Are you freaking retarded like really who does that? Mentally slapping myself across the face I was yet again brought back to reality by the sound of sweet laughter. “My names Peter. Well lucky you don’t speak ‘American’ because you’re in Australia” he gently let out in a deep voice. Unable to control my blush I extending my hand before I made myself look like even more of an idiot. “Sorry, my name’s Charlotte, it’s nice to meet you!” he let out a little laugh, “you don’t seem too bad at English to me! But ah if you want charlotte… I would be more than happy to take you out to dinner to help you really, grasp the whole English language. Well the important parts anyway” He let out a wink and a smirk begin to slowly over take his face but I quickly waved it off trying to make sure the red in my cheeks wouldn’t become any brighter. “Well I’m actually not from here and I’m not too familiar with the surroundings so ah… I don’t really think it’s a good idea. Sorry” I let out an apologetic smile and began to walk off. I know I’m being crazy like honestly who turns down a gorgeous looking Australian to go and sit in a motel by themselves. Oh I know. Me.
Sighing I kept walking until suddenly I felt a hand wrap around my arm. Spinning on my heals I was again face to face with the amazing shirtless guy. “You don’t have to worry about trying to find the place, where are you staying? I’ll just come by and pick you up” I could feel him looking at me but I was too embarrassed to look up at him. “Ah I’m sorry but I can’t.” I feel bad but I know I’m not the type of girl he should be with. “Aw I get it! You’re here with your boyfriend!” he said, but with something different in his tone, like anger or confusion. Beginning to get annoyed I spoke. “No! I. am. Here. By. My. Self.” I spat out angrily frustrated.
Does this boy not know when to take a hint? “Oh. Feisty I like that! Well then, if you aren’t here with your boyfriend why won’t you come on a date with me?” I looked up to see him smiling at me and I noticed how beautiful his hazel brown eyes looked when sun shone on them. sighing anrlilyi thought to myself ‘I really hope I’m not about to regret this.’ “Fine! I’ll go on your stupid bloody date. Are you happy now?” I know my tone sounded sharp and snappy, but I am just so dam annoyed about how persistent this kid is being. As I kept on going over how annoying he was in my head he spoke again. “Yep I am happy, I get to go on a date with a beautiful girl like you” oh my god he is so dam annoying! Does he not know when to shut up? I swear to god all he does is talk. Wait, what was that. Beautiful? Did he really just call me beautiful? As if he read my mind he spoke again, “that’s right. Beautiful. And I could keep repeating it over and over until you believed me beautiful.” He let out in a deep husky voice. And that was when I melted. Yep he is adorable, absolutely perfect. Before he could say another word I quickly spoke. “I’m staying at the ‘Ocean Breeze resort’ pick me up at 8pm sharp” suddenly my feet took me and I was out of the café faster than I have ever moved before.
End of flashback
Charlottes POV
I got up and got myself a glass of water. All of these bad nightmares are getting worse and worse. I really need to speak to someone. Lost in thought I looked up at the time. 3am! “where the hell is peter?” I let out to myself. I really worry about him sometimes. I mean he is an amazing guy and treats me so good but sometimes I just think, ‘what if’. Shrugging my shoulders I pulled myself up from the bench stool and walked over to my bed. Still lost in thought I couldn’t help but remember that Peter has gone out the past three nights with all of the boys. What could he be up to? I really hope he isn’t cheating on me. My eyes began to water and I knew it wouldn’t be long before the tears started falling. Giving in to temptation I crawled up into a ball in bed and let the tears fall down my face. But my mind kept replaying the same thing over and over. ‘Well done Charlotte you really are one of those stupid whipped girlfriends who doesn’t know he is cheating. You’re an idiot’. Eventually I let my eye lids close and began to drift off.
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Peters POV
“Mate Charlotte doesn’t even know where I am, stupid bitch is so gullible. I can just walk about and leave and she can’t stop me. She doesn’t even know I go out and bang girls every night” I let out a loud laugh along with all of the other boys. “Man how did you even find a girl as stupid and blind as her haha?” Jake let out in his roaring loud voice he thought it was hilarious. “Ha she is just putty in my hands, if I tell her to jump she asks how high. I’m 24 and she is still 17 I mean bro I have needs too” and all of us let out another rage of laughter and walked over to the bar.
“bro look at the bartender, she’s a good sort ay!” I laughed at brads comment and kept walking punching him in the arm. “She’s all yours bud” Me and Jake let out in unison. All five of us got to the bar and sat down beginning to getting absolutely smashed for the third day in a row, my life is so good I thought to myself. Banging random girls whenever I please and not having to worry about Charlotte ever having to find out. Perfect.
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Its me against the world
Teen FictionCharlotte has never had an easy life. After a horrific accident when she was 16 she makes a conscious decision to pack up and leave everything behind in America to go over and live in Australia. A few days of living on the coast she meets the local...