A noise coming from the outside woke him up from a heavy sleep and it took him a minute until he was fully awake and realized it was the rain. He looked at the clock on his night stand. It showed 3am. He thought of Charlotte.
As soon as he turned over to the other side - to her side of the bed, which was empty now - he heard a knocking on the front door. The first time he wasn't even sure if it was real or was it just his mind playing tricks on him. The next knocking sound was loud enough for Charles to be sure he's not going crazy.
In a fast manner he got out of the bed and put on his slippers. He was only in his underwear and maybe he would wear something else, if that wasn't the last thing on his mind. For some reason he wasn't even scared of the still unknown person that was knocking on his door at 3 o'clock in the morning, he couldn't wait to open the door and see his girlfriend in front of him.
"But she has the key...", it crossed his mind when it was already too late to prevent what was going to happen.
The door was opened and his eyes shut.
He found himself sinking in the darkness.
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Road Trip
FanfictionThis story follows Charles' and Max's friendship after years of rivalry. When Charles suffers an injury on his head, is it finally the time for the two of them to reconnect? Are ghosts of the past still haunting them? DISCLAIMER: This is a made-up s...
