Charlie's POV
I woke up with my head pounding. It felt like it was about to explode. The sun was seeping in through the blinds which only made my head feel even worse. I slowly sat up as I rubbed my eyes. I'm so happy I didn't have school today.
I looked over to the nightstand. There was a glass of water, an advil pill, and a note. I picked up the note and started reading.
'Dear Charlie,
I had to go out and stop by the store. I'll be back soon and as you can probably see I also set out some advil and a glass of water. I knew you would have a hangover, you were pretty drunk. Never again. I imagine that's what you're thinking. And don't worry. I threw away the empty beers and right now I am getting a new case to put in your fridge so your dad won't know.'
Love, Willow.'
I smiled at the letter because of all of her kindness. I then took the advil with the water and slowly stood up. But all of a sudden I hear yelling from downstairs. Uh oh.
I quickly got a shirt on and ran downstairs. I peaked around the corner from a few stairs up towards the bottom. I saw the back of Willow's head and her hands gesturing wildly.
"I can't believe you did this! Willow, look at me when I am talking to you!" Oh no. It was Karen. Willow's mom.
"Mom! It was one time! We were both tired. It could have been anyone!" Willow yelled back at her.
"But it was you! It was you and Charlie! When you two are alone together you are supposed to look after each other!" Karen yelled.
"Shhh! Mom you're going to wake him up!" Willow whispered.
"I don't care if I wake him up! In fact, I hope he wakes up so he can come down here and have me personally tell him that he isn't allowed back here ever again! Charlie is supposed to watch you while we're gone and he is supposed to make sure this kind of stuff doesn't happen, and he failed." Karen retorted.
No. Oh no. This is all my fault! If I would have just told Willow that we shouldn't do this then it wouldn't have happened! But oh no, I had to mention that my dad has beer and that I could go and get it. Now I can't see Willow.
"Now go get him down here and tell him he is in so much trouble and that I'm calling his mom!" Karen said. "But mom-," "No but's Willow! Now!" Karen yelled.
I heard footsteps coming my way. I had to get out of here.
I remembered quickly that my ladder was still up on Willow's window. I ran upstairs quickly before Willow saw me and I ran into her room. I was halfway out of the window when I heard my name. It was Willow.
"Charlie?" Willow said, confused. "Willow, I heard what your mom said. I need to leave. I can't see you anymore." I said. "Charlie, no. Please don't leave." Tears were now starting to stream down her face.
I quickly got back inside her room and walked towards her. I wiped her tears away, and gave her a hug.
All of a sudden, Karen busts open the door. She yanks Willow away from me by her arm. Willow let's out a yelp of pain and starts rubbing her wrist.
"Don't you ever touch my daughter again! Charlie, I trusted you to look after her, and you took that trust for granted. You are no longer allowed back in this house ever again." Karen told me in a vicious tone. "At least I don't leave my kid all the time for months upon months! I shouldn't even have to look after her! I'm not her babysitter! Karen, she's almost 17! I love seeing her everyday. She's the best part of my whole day! To see her every morning, all day, and then most of the night. But you are her mom! You and David need to see her more than six times a year!" I told Karen what has been on my mind for a long time. And now I finally let it all out. "Get out of my house right now!" Karen spat at me. I glared at her for a couple of seconds, then I walked past them, and left. I walked next door to my house, walked into my room, sat on my bed, and cried.
I cried for hours. Actual hours. I just didn't stop. I couldn't. I was never allowed to see the person I have been in love with for six years now. My chest felt heavy, and my heart was racing, my hands were shaking, and I couldn't think straight anymore. I can't see her anymore. I need to see her. She's my best friend, and the one person I am in love with. I need to see her...
I finally fell asleep, I had cried myself to sleep...
