Stalking Charlie

The Morning After

Nick Stone

I woke up feeling like someone had smashed a hammer on my head a million times. I stayed in bed as still as I can, but it still feels like I'm being tossed around in the ocean with big waves.

Going to the party Jake had thrown was really a bad idea. He's known for his crazy alcohol mixes, some of them too lethal to drink. And I think I've drank some.

I felt my stomach churn, bile rising up my throat. I stood up, ignoring the dizziness and headache that assaulted me, then ran for the door. I dashed to the bathroom, slamming the door shut and vomitted on the toilet.

Why did I let myself get so drunk? I don't really drink too much, knowing my father will kill me if he knows I had alcohol in my system and drove my car.

Now that I'm thinking about it, how and when did I get home if I was this soused then?

Nausea attacked me once again, and I held on to the toilet for dear life. Good God, I swear I won't drink ever again.

At least not Jake's drinks. He's a fucking psycho when it comes to boozes.

"Want coffee?"

I looked around and saw Charlie Raven smiling brightly at me.

"What the fuck are you-"

I vomitted yet again. She reached out from the bathtub to rub my back.

"Wow, you're really drunk."

I stared at her incredulously as she sat there in the bathtub beside me. She had pulled the curtain shower to the side, and I can see bubbles popping everywhere.

"Have you been there all this time? Why didn't you locked the fucking door?!"

What if I walked in on her naked and standing? Without bubbles? I groaned as the image cross my mind.

"The lock isn't working." she said simply.

"Did you tell Dad?"

"Not yet."

"Get out." I demanded, not caring that she was here first than I was.

I stood up slowly and went to the sink, washing my mouth and face. I tried to be as nonchalant as Charlie was with the fact that we're in the bathroom with her naked in the bathtub.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I look horrible. My eyes are red rimmed and my face is so pale.

"Take a shower, it will help."

I jumped as I saw Charlie in the mirror, standing behind me wrapped only in a red terry cloth towel.

I scowled at her.

"Get out and get dressed, Raven." I ground my teeth in irritation. I closed my eyes, not wanting to look at her clad only in towel.

"My, my, aren't you the perfect gentleman?" she chuckled.

I felt her presence by my shoulder. When I opened my eyes, I saw her reflection in the mirror staring right back at me. Her eyes are glittering with mischieviousness.

"Last night, you certainly wasn't." she whispered huskily on my ear.

I shivered as a tingling sensation spread down my spine.

What the fuck did I do last night?

I whipped around and looked down at her, not caring that she's standing there practically naked. I don't even know why the hell I am too concerned with that. I've seen girls naked, I've seen her almost naked.

But then again, this is Charlie fucking Raven.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I growled at her.

She looked up at me through her long eyelashes, amusement clear on that beautiful chocolate eyes of hers.

"Oh, nothing of importance, sweet Rocky. I better make you some coffee to help brighten that grouchy mood-"

She turned to the door to leave but I pulled her by the arm, I think a little too roughly, because she winced.

I don't care. She deserve it, for playing this annoying game.

I pushed her to the wall and crowded her with my body, both of my arms blocking her possible exits.

"You calling me sweet Rocky," I spat disgustedly at her. "Isn't really gonna help with my mood right now. You better tell me what happened, Raven."

"Or what?" she dared me, her face inches from mine. "You've done everything you could have possibly do with me, Nick. And you told me everything you've been dying to say, too. So Your. Threats. Don't. Scare. Me."

With each words she said, she had crossed the distance between our faces. Charlie had lifted her face, and it'll only take a heartbeat to lean down and taste those lips..

"Found you.."

I remember soft hands traveling everywhere on my body. I remember it pushing me to bed. Someone sitting my lap and giving me sweet kisses on my neck..

"Almost close.."

I remember smelling her, a light citrusy scent, the image of her flaming, colorful hair and of me tracing the outline of her soft curves..

"Fuck."

I took a step back, my eyes lingering on Charlie's playfully colored hair. She's smiling smugly at me, her lips curled in her most annoying smile ever.

"You.. D-did we- No, we didn't, did we? Wait, Raven. I- Fuck!"

Charlie laughed, the sound echoing in my mind. I really want to strangle that pretty neck of hers.

"Oh, Nicky." she stepped towards me and put her hands on my bare chest. I stared at her as she smiled up at me. "You were.. amazing last night. Thank you."

She tiptoed and kissed me on my right cheek.

I stood there dumbfounded. She closed the door softly, leaving me with lots of unanswered questions.