fate | CL fanfic

twenty three

I arrived at Kika and Pierre's apartment on the fifth and today is the twelfth, I've been here exactly a week and it feels like a week too long third wheeling them.

Charles hasn't responded to a single message which did more harm than good, my stress levels were rapidly increasing day by day. What if he wasn't responding because he couldn't? What if the threats had come to life and someone had done something to him?

"Hm can you pass me the yellow." Kika asked as she looked at her colouring, she'd ordered some from Amazon this week so we had stuff to do in the apartment because apparently we're under strict instructions not to leave the apartment.

I passed her it, "Here."

"No- not this yellow, the more neon one."

I really struggled to see how staying here was any safer, if it was an inside job in the house they probably are aware I'm not at the house now and haven't been for a week. And if your looking for someone you always check the country your in first.

And Monaco is small.

If someone is really on the hunt for me it won't be hard to find me. Isn't it like rule number one to not go to a friend's house but rather somewhere completely random? If the person threatening us knows us well enough they'd check the apartments and houses of our friends no?

Don't worry I'd sent all those thoughts to charles from pierre and kikas phones, god I bet he's grateful we never got around to getting me a new one, he'd be ambushed with ten times more texts than he'd already received.

"I'm not sure why the elephant is neon yellow but hey, who am I to judge?" I replied to her as I practically held my eyes open, to say I was exhausted was an understatement.

Even though I'd done exactly nothing in the last week.

"If we've learnt anything this week it's that normal is boring," Kika replies "And my baby sister always colours her elephants yellow, not exactly sure why. But it's cute."

I think Kika and Pierre have taken it well, they both have very positive outlooks on this situation and keep explaining how it's just bought us all closer bla bla bla.

I wondered how much Charles was paying to make them say that, because I had a completely opposite mindset, "That is pretty cute." I agreed going to make myself another coffee from the pot.

My hair was knotty and messy, I felt disgusting, all that was fuelling me was coffee and cheese that was hanging about in the fridge, I'd stolen all of Kikas clothes and Pierre, well, he was just on his xbox everyday.

And then as I turned the machine on, a knock on the door, Kika went wide eyed, "Did you order anything?" I whispered to her, keeping quiet.

When she shook her head it was like everything was going in slow motion, "Hey guys have you seen the charger? I can't find it." Pierre came striding in without a care in the world.

"Shhhh!" Kika told him pointing to the door.

I doubted some threat guy was just going to knock on the door but you could never be too sure, times like this we all wished there was a peep hole, "I'm sure it's just food delivery.." Pierre muttered walking closer to the door grabbing the key from under the mat.

Kika held me close to her as he opened the door slowly, wrapping his head around the corner so whoever it was couldn't see in, but whoever it was could talk for Monaco. They were chit chatting for a while before Pierre allowed said person into the house.

Said person being Charles.

I thought I'd be over the moon to see him again, in my head it was a whole reunion. So much love and joy shared between too people but it was exactly the opposite, "Jesus, couldn't have called?" Kika said putting a hand on her heart to suppress the shock.

"I'm sorry- I didn't even think about it." Charles replied hastily, he was looking at me, staring even.

"Yeah you don't think often." I replied harshly, his presence pissing me off.

"Um we will leave you guys too it.." Pierre muttered grabbing Kika by the hand and pulling her away into one of the other rooms of the apartment. But I've been here a week, I know these walls are thin and I don't intend to keep quiet.

"Look Eva I'm sorry- I thought this was for the best. If it's an inside job which we all think it is there's no benefit of you staying-

My eyes were already welling up, "And I get it, I understand why you don't want me in the house but you couldn't have come around? You couldn't have responded to a single text? Am I that much of a chore to you?"

"No of course not! I've been busy trying to sort this out and-

"You don't think it concerns me too? Like I should know things too? Because as far as I'm concerned you aren't being threatened?," I quizzed "Once again I've been cooped up in a place I don't know that well under your control and I feel like a fucking puppet charles."

He sighed walking closer to me, "I'm doing it for your benefit Mon Cheri, I wouldn't advise anything that would hurt you...all I want is your safety."

"And all I want is to not be controlled. All I want is to be able to run around in the streets exploring. All I want is to actually have my husband respond to my texts and calls when I message. All I want is to be home. All I want is my dog. All I want is my papa. All I want is to not be so fucking terrified of everything. All I want is to be able to sleep without you... I feel safest when I'm with you but once again, you don't listen and do what you think is best. All I want is for someone to fucking listen to me!" I rambled on and on, his mouth was gaped and for a moment I thought his eyes were watering up also.

"I'm sorry Eva."

"I just missed you, a whole lot more than I want to admit and I felt like you didn't care," I shrugged "And maybe you didn't, but I just- I just wanted you.."

There's a heavy silence that hangs in the air, silence so heavy it weighs down on my shoulders. Silence so heavy tears brim in my eyes, silence so heavy it speaks volumes. Silence so heavy it accentuates what I've just said and now it's the clearest thing I've ever known, he didn't care.

There's a heavy gulp that breaks the powerful silence.

"Eva," he whispers "I only wanted you here because Kika and Pierre are two people that I trust the most. This apartment also has twenty four hour surveillance and for something to happen somebody would have to make it up all floors, which would be unlikely due to the amount of people living in this building. You'd be stupid to even try getting into an apartment here without a witness seeing you."

"I didn't want you to be home whilst we took everyone into questioning because it was brutal, the boys were harsh to everyone. We have timesheets out, surveillance sorted and know where everyone was. I didn't want you home incase something else happened because I couldn't let something happen to you and I also couldn't bare the thought of you being so far away in another country without me," he paused "Selfishly I didn't want you anywhere without me but it was what I thought was best having you here."

"The texts were absolutely breaking my heart, I wanted nothing more than to come here and take you home but it wasn't safe so I gave maman the phone because one more text and I would have caved," he admitted "Maman said it would hurt me less to ignore them but we didn't think of how hurt you more, and I'm sorry Eva, truly."

I shook my head at him, "Im sorry for making it harder for you charles.. I didn't realise, I think I've been going crazy."

"Don't apologise." He replied

"So if your here now have you figured it out? Like who's leaving the notes?" I asked him curiously trying to put the previous argument behind us

"No but there's been more," he admitted looking at his expensive watch "Look we have to go but I'll tell you on the way."

"On the way home?"

"No to Greece."