Nick and Charlie

Chapter 5

!TW - Sexual Assault, Panic Attack!

Im in the music room when the door opens. Ben enters. Looking down at the drum set, I hear the door close and footsteps coming towards me.
"Hello" he says kindly and sits down on the same small stool I'm sitting on. I don't say anything back, don't want anything to do with him.
"I know you still love me Charlie" he says and I look up at him with a questioning look.
"Ehh, no I don't!" I say and before I can even think he puts his lips on mine. I push him away, stand up and try to walk out of the music room, but can't make it. Ben grabs me, turns me around and pushes me up against the wall.
"I know you like it" he says in a sexy and disgusting voice.
"Please stop" I say softly but quickly realize that whatever I say or do will not affect what he does. I try to fight back and scream, but nothing helps and suddenly I have no strength left.
He has taken off my shirt, kissed me all over my chest and has now started undoing my pants. I cry and scream, just want to get out of there. Just as Ben is about to take off my underwear, I scream, but also hear a voice.

"Charlie..?" I hear a voice say.
"CARLIE?" shouts the voice again, it's Nick.

Now I wake up, sweaty and covered in tears. Nick is sitting on my left with a worried look and I immediately start to cry. I hug Nick tight and continue to cry into his chest. He runs his hand over my hair and suddenly the images from the dream come back. I pull out of the hug and sit in the bed like a ball.
"No.. no t.. touching" I mutter as I start rocking back and forth to calm myself down. My whole body is shaking.
"It's okay Charlie, it was just a bad dream. We can talk about it" I hear Nick's voice say and I quickly shake my head. Tears are running down my cheeks.

After a short while, I manage to calm down and look at Nick with red-rimmed eyes.
"I'm sorry" I whisper quietly and look down.
"You have nothing to be sorry about" Nick says and comforts me.
"Do you want to tell me what the dream was about?" Nick asks shortly after and I shake my head. I don't want him to know that this is still affecting me and my mental health. He doesn't even know I met Ben at the party just a few hours ago.
"Charlie... please? I can help you better if I know. Just take your time" he whispers in my ear and I pull out of the hug. I sit with my back against the headboard and take deep breaths. The stress of telling Nick just gets stronger and stronger - while I can't get any words out of my mouth.
"Uh..." I started to say and I see out of the corner of my eye how Nick is looking at me.
"B..b..en" is all I get out before more tears come. I think Nick can read between the lines about what happened in the dream. He puts his hand on my leg and lets me continue in my own speed.
"he.. he.. did.. it... it. again" I sob and let the tears flow. Nick asks if I want a hug and I nod. He pulls me into a warm hug and I hug him back tightly, crying.
"shhh, it's okay charlie. You are safe"