Be My Guardian Angel

Chapter 14

Charlie

March 12, 2015

Just look at her, all cozy with that guy. I was in the café where she works, wearing fake glasses and a beanie while I sat in the back behind my laptop.

I've been stalking her for about three years now. When my grandmother died, I knew I had to get Lauren back. She was the only thing that could make me happy and now she's with some cunt who doesn't know how to keep his hands off of her.

She's laughing and holding his hand, letting him kiss her whenever he pleases like she could ever truly be his. That bitch always did like to test me. She's probably only doing it to make me jealous.

I watch as her friend Marissa walks in and pulls up a chair to join them. Lauren thinks she can be happy without me; well she's wrong. She's the only thing that can make me happy and I'm the same for her. She'll see; she'll remember how much she loves me.

Once those two are gone.

August 18, 2015

I have everything planned out right to the very last detail. That bitch is going to regret leaving me.

I grab my keys from the counter and storm out of the farm house before driving off to the hardware store.

Max

She's going to be able to do it. I know she is; even if she needs some persuading. I pace around the shed and just keep looking at that stupid chair. The stupid, old, creaky, wooden chair.

The door busts open and I know it's time to put the plan to action.

I start knocking things off the work bench, kicking the metal trash cans, and basically making as much noise as possible in hopes of waking Lauren up before he gets her tied up.

Charlie starts whipping his head around, looking for the source of the noises.

Not gonna find me anytime soon, sucker.

I see Lauren's eyes start to slowly blink open and I know it's only a matter of time before she fully wakes up and realizes she needs help. I watch as recognition fills her green eyes and the inevitable panic sets in.

I run up to Charlie and push him down so he lands on his backside. I sit on his chest with my knees pinning down his arms and he starts to cough from surprise.

I take advantage of him being caught off guard to yank the knife out of his hand. I throw in a punch to the jaw for good measure. Before going to Lauren, I dash to the middle of the room where the chair is sitting, and smash it over his head; I couldn't resist.

I rush over to Lauren trying to hand her the knife but she seems to be too in shock at the seemingly floating object and Charlie getting beaten up by nothing. I caress her face before gently placing the knife in her palm and curling her fingers around it.

"Come on, darling." I coax her to stand up. "It'll all be okay, I promise."

I lead her over to Charlie before subtly getting her on her knees and hovering over him. The poor thing is bawling her eyes out but I know it's the only way and that she agreed to it. She just doesn't know that.

I run my fingers down her arm until I get to her hand, noticeably leaving goosebumps and causing her to tremble.

"It's okay." I whisper, fighting the hot tears that to want to spill from seeing her so worked up.

I notice Charlie getting over his state of shock so I put my foot on his throat to keep him in place.

I softly wrap my fingers around hers that are thankfully still clenching the knife.

"Close your eyes, honey." I breathe in her ear and it's almost like she hears me, because she complies. I close my eyes as well before plunging the knife in his heart.

***

Lauren scampered over to the opposite corner of the shed and curled herself up, unable to stop crying. I make my way over to her and hold her.

She can't see me and doesn't know who I am but she's doesn't freak out and I know she can feel me. I'd like to think she gets a feeling of comfort and trust when she's around me.

I run my hands through her hair to calm her down and wipe her tears away.

I'm not a murderer and I'm basically pooping my pants right now but all that matters to me is that Lauren is okay.

We stay like that for hours before she finds the strength to get up, and wipe her fingerprints from the knife as well as doing everything else to wipe evidence of her being there. I guess all those crime show marathons she watches paid off.

She wraps Charlie's lifeless hand around the knife to make it seem like a suicide, the tears never stopping. I let her do all of this although it's unnecessary because once I leave, things will change and, to the world, Charlie would've actually killed himself years earlier. But if she needs this to cope then so be it.

"I know why you brought me here." She sobs, talking to Charlie. "You brought me here to kill me but..you failed. I don't know what or who exactly came over me but I know it needed to happen. I was done letting you hurt me five years ago; it was my turn to hurt you."

Satisfied, I close my eyes and snap my fingers.

*** sorry it's so short :/