𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 - 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐨𝐰

Sixty

𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐋𝐨𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐂𝐀, 𝐔𝐒𝐀
𝟐:𝟎𝟐 𝐩𝐦
𝟐𝟓.𝟔.𝟐𝟏

It's been midday after the call from Scott. Even Noah told her, there's nothing she could do now, except wait. Because she isn't his close family she can't even visit it him, so why stay the whole night up, to do nothing- except wondering what had happened?

But Charlie couldn't sleep now. She just couldn't. Chris is in the hospital. He had an car accident. Even tho she told him not to drive. Why would he just drive around while he was clearly tipsy? Except-

Except that's what he wanted. He wanted it to happen? No, that couldn't be true.

He probably just wanted to grab some air, and then there was a squirrel on the road and he didn't want run it over. Sounds believable, right?

Right?!

"Could you stop?" Noah raised his voice inside the car "I hear your wheels turning, inside your head. He's gonna be fine."

"Sorry." She mumbled and instantly dozed of again.

When Scott called last night, he didn't just call to tell her about Chris- he needed a favor. Dodger. Chris' dog was still at the dog-pension, and he asked Charlie to pick him up and let him stay at hers, until Scott would head back home, or Chris would feel better. So the two were on their way to pick up Dodger.

Charlie still didn't know how serious he was injured. If he's even alive. Scott landed about 3 hours ago, and that's the last time she heard of him.

She was just waiting for that fucking call. She just wanted to hear that Chris is doing fine. But what if he doesn't call? Or what if he calls and he would have bad new-

"You are doing it again, Charles." He stated, "would you just talk to me, instead of imagining the worst."

Charlie didn't know if she should tell Noah about the stuff the she was thinking about. He would just wave her off and tell her everything is gonna be fine "M'scared. What if Chris is seriously hurt. What if he did that on purpose? What if he did that because I told him to back o-" she blurted out her thoughts, but got cut off by her best friend.

"Would you just chill out? He's fine."

"When will everybody stop telling me that it's fine? It's not. I'm certainly not fine. Chris is not. And everything is going to shit. I can't even catch a fucking break. One Drama after the next. I can't handle this shit. It's like I'm cursed, and with me everyone I associate with. I can't take it anymore. So don't fucking tell me he's fine, or everything is fine. 'Cause it's not." She yelled at her best friend, while rubbing her belly in stress.

"Okay" he agreed, while she looked at him confused "Maybe he did that on purpose. Maybe because of you, Rudy and all that shit." He shouted back at her, "I don't fucking blame him, this world is fucked up, and then running after the same girl for a decade, only for her to get pregnant by some random-"

"Watch your mouth." Charlie warned him.

"Oh for once in your live be reasonable! Why the fuck would Chris try to kill himself? he ain't a 15 year old emo boy. He is fucking Chris Evans." why did she just opened her mouth? Noah was her best friend and they talked about everything, but she knew he wouldn't get that. Get her anxiety, fear and guilt. Charlie never meant that to happen, she just wanted to be fucking happy, for once.

"I think especially you should know that even celebrities are human. And every human haves their problem." She took a deep breath, shanking her head "You never know how a person really feels, especially not over the screen. It's all an Act, Noah. I thought you knew." It's true most of the celebrities where Fake. Meaning they had their own character, on the carpet, Interviews and other stuff. They just locked them-real-selfs away, and only the people who they trusted had the key to unlock it.