Chapter Seven - The Call

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Disclaimer!!

If I call Charlie "Duncan", it's because I'm talking about the past. Like "Duncan always treated her well." By that, I mean that Charlie in the past (before Charlie disappeared) treated her well, you get what I mean?
Let me know if I need to explain better commenting here!! Now, have a good time reading, and I'm sorry for any mistake <3

The day is another, and the sun lights Charlie's face through the curtains, making him wake up and open those tired ocean eyes. It's 8:30AM already, and he was really inspired to do things he loves, like streaming a little bit or continuing to work in your next album for the original songs he has in mind. He sits in the side of the bed and rubs the eyes as he grabs his gucci glasses. But the things that travel inside his mind aren't just awesome things, but also bad things that make his head full of worries, and the main thing of all is the fact that the police can easily caught him if his fans discover what he did. In Twitter, they are already suspecting that Charlie did something dangerous because since his disappearance on the internet, the murderer cases have grown to 4,7% in Arizona. He has to be really careful about his actions, or he's not gonna have a good end. "I need to clean my mind, I just woke up, and I don't like these thoughts already." Charlie thinks to himself while grabbing his phone.

Y/N is still sleeping, dreaming about Charlie and what he is able to do to anyone or even to her. Charlie killed a lot of people already, so punishing Y/N wouldn't be a hard thing. But that's just a nightmare she's having.

Some minutes later, Charlie gets up to check on the girl in the next room, which is still under the covers, with her pajamas on. That pajamas was a gift of Duncan. It's a white shirt with a unicorn and some rainbow and a dark purple-ish with some planets, stars, the galaxy, as she loved when she was younger.
Charlie walks to her room, almost walking on tiptoe so as not to wake her up. He tries his best not to wake her up, but she does, crying.

Charlie: My darling, what happened?? *sits by your side*

Y/N: Charlie, I...I had a nightmare..

Charlie: What was it about?

Y/N: You... You killing innocent people. Just like my fath--

Charlie: Your "father" was the only one, and I did it for your protection. You know that, right? I would never kill more... N-never.

Y/N: You promise me..?

Charlie: ....... *smiles*

Y/N: You're scaring me.

Charlie: Sorry, I just think it's funny when you said this. Do you think I killed more people besides your father?

Y/N: I hope not! Duncan would never do it.

Charlie: Listen. I am Duncan. Don't you even dare to believe we aren't the same. I was just too young and naive to get ready.

Y/N: Ready to what?

Charlie: To solve some problems. To take revenge for some things. You don't get it. Now um...Do you want to have breakfast? I can bring you some--

Y/N: I will do it myself. Thank you.

She gets up and quickly gets her phone. Charlie doesn't know why she got her phone so fast like that. He was confused, so he decided to follow her and watch her secretly.

Going to the kitchen, Charlie sees her turning her phone on and typing really fast. It feels like she needs to call someone really urgently. As she types, she looks around to make sure he isn't there to see what she's doing. He quickly hides, his heart beats faster than normal, thinking that her eyes had catch his tall figure watching her and all her movements.

Y/N puts the phone in the ear when Charlie decides to show up in the kitchen, pretending to just go get water. He actually wants to know what is happening and why she looks like she is in danger.

Charlie: Who are you calling, Y/N?

Y/N: Can't talk right now, sir.

She ran to the bathroom as Charlie chased her, but it was too soon. She locked the door right when Charlie almost entered. He's now, listening to her call, in silence.

Y/N: Hey! Can i order a pizza, please?
I know.
Yeah!
I don't think so.
Yeah! Cheese, a lot of cheese!
Not right now.
Yeah, peperoni, please.
The address is ************-***
Okay, thanks! Please don't take a while..
*hangs up*

Charlie: I can't believe she ordered pizza right in the morning...

Charlie thinks a little bit while going to the bedroom and organizes his closet. "Why would her order pizza in the morning time?" He thinks. As he gets his gun to clean, he also thinks, "It could be a coded help call to 911..." After wiping the gun, he put it in a place where he could grab to protect himself from polices officers, but only him could see. Y/N gets out of the bathroom, and her face shows relief while going back to her room. Charlie doesn't waste any second and gets up to ask Y/N what just happened, pretending he didn't know.

Charlie: Excuse me, young lady. Why would you run to the bathroom? Were you calling someone I couldn't know who it was?!

Y/N: I was ordering pizza, Charles. Yeah, in the morning because I'm lazy and I have wanted to eat pizza since last week. Do you have some problem with that?

Charlie: Oh, so you have money to pay it. Right?

Y/N: Y-yes I do. Why wouldn't I?

Charlie: Because your wallet has been with me since the day I kidnapped you. *he puts his hands in your face* It is still in my car and you have NO permission to even TOUCH my car by yourself. Who were you calling? *he gets closer*

Y/N: I CAN PAY THROUGH MY PHONE.

Charlie: Look. As I said, I've been watching you. Watching principally your little details as your phone. So don't you think I'm kind of stupid because I know you don't have a PayPal account.

*police sirens*

Y/N: But that kind of pizza, i don't need to pay. You will.

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