Back To You /Mialotte

Never again

Charlotte was rooted to the spot, it felt as if her soul had left her body. The only thing she realised was how tightly she was gripping the door handle. Mia stood in front of her with a slight grin. She hadn't really changed in all this time.

She looked exactly the same as the day she had just left her.

Charlotte wanted to say something, no, she wanted to scream. But all words and her voice had left her. Mia now stepped closer so that there was only a little distance between them.

" Speechless?"

Charlotte couldn't form a clear thought. Not a single word formed. Nothing. She was like a deer in headlights.

Mia reached out and put her arm around Charlotte's waist. The brunette couldn't process it as Mia pressed a kiss to her lips. Her perfume caught Charlotte's nose. Sandalwood with a certain spice.

Mia didn't seem to realise that Charlotte wasn't returning the kiss. She pushed the brunette into the house and closed the door behind them.

"Wow baby, did you throw a party? Without me?" Mia said playfully. Her arm was still around Charlotte's waist.

Now Charlotte finally broke out of her state of shock. Who did Mia think she is?

Mia lowered her eyes to Charlotte and was about to say something else. When her cheek exploded in pain, reflexively, she jumped back and bumped against the door.

The redhead held her cheek as she looked at Charlotte, stunned. Anger burned in her blue eyes.

"Are you kidding me right now!" shouted Charlotte and pushed Mia. She banged against the door again. "You just run off, and now you come here with such self-importance and think everything's fine just because you're back?!"

"I know you're probably angry, but..."

"Angry?!" Charlotte shouted. "Do you have any idea what you've done to me?! I nearly destroyed myself for you!"

Mia shrunk down a little, she had never heard Charlotte scream before. " Destroyed? Wait... Did you do..." she asked cautiously.

" Did i do what you wanted?! Yes! And it was terrible! I was just about to heal again from all that shit and now you turn up here!"

"I told you I would come back sooner!" shouted Mia.

Charlotte laughed out loud sarcastically. "I didn't read your fucking letter!"

Mia opened her mouth again to say something when Charlotte interrupted her. " I hope your next words are an apology!"

"... We're not getting anywhere here, I think you need some space..." Mia reached for the door handle.

"You can't even apologise! If you leave now! Never come back!" shouted Charlotte.

Mia gave her a quick glance. "I'll come back tomorrow, when you've calmed down," she said, opened the door and stepped outside.

Charlotte was stunned by the arrogance in which Mia spoke to her, as if she was the problem. Charlotte grabbed the first thing she could get her hands on, and threw it at the redhead.

Mia was hit in the back of the head by a shoe, when she turned around, Charlotte had already slammed the front door.

Charlotte's heart was hammering against her chest, she felt like she couldn't breathe. She pressed her back against the door and tried to catch her breath.

Her emotions were running so high that her vision became a little blurred. She slid down the door and pulled her legs up.

Charlotte didn't know how long she sat there completely out of breath. But with every hour that passed, her anger and resentment grew. Until she finally pulled herself together and left the house.

She needed a distraction, she didn't want to be here when Mia turned up tomorrow. But she didn't want to see her friends either. No, she just needed someone who didn't ask questions.

The door to the flat hadn't even fully opened when Charlotte threw herself around the other woman's neck. Sara was surprised to have her in front of her in the middle of the night. But the moment she had Charlotte's lips on hers, she didn't ask any questions.

Charlotte felt sorry for the way she was treating Sara. She took her pent-up anger out on the bartender. This wasn't sex. No, it was aggressive and hateful. Sara, who usually played the dominant role, was completely taken over by Charlotte.

When she had Sara spread out on the bed in front of her. Her fingernails sank into her flesh, and she left countless marks with her teeth on every part of Sara's body. Charlotte couldn't help but think of Mia. Not because she wished it was her instead of Sara. No, she wanted Mia to see this, to see what she had become.

Maybe then she would show Charlotte some respect.

Day 181

Charlotte stared at the ceiling, next to her laid Sara, who was still fast asleep. When Charlotte looked at her, she felt bad, she saw the bite marks on Sara's neck and Charlotte had her blood under her fingernails.

What had happened last night should never happen again. Charlotte was afraid of herself.

She quietly got up and quickly put on her clothes. Before she left the flat. Charlotte left a little note for Sara.

I'm sorry.

That was all she could think of. She couldn't say anything else to Sara.
With every step Charlotte took towards her house, her fear of finding Mia there grew.

She didn't want to see the redhead. She still needed all of the year that Mia had promised her.

But when she finally got to her house, there was no black Mustang in sight. Charlotte exhaled deeply, she hadn't realised she had been holding her breath.

She entered the house, when something crunched under her feet. There on the floor was a letter. Mia must have slipped it under the door.

Charlotte picked up the paper and unfolded it. She hoped to find an apology there. But Mia disappointed her again.

Charlotte,

I think the best thing is. If I disappear from your life again for a while. You're not ready for us yet, and neither am I.

Amelia Mae Roberts

Charlotte had been toying with the idea of perhaps forgiving Mia, if she gave her a good explanation for her behaviour and a proper apology. But in that moment, when she read those words, Charlotte realised that was never going to happen.

So she made a decision.

Charlotte was finished with Mia once and for all.