My Instagram notification blew up on the screen.
Addie posted something.
I smile and slide the notification to take me to the picture.
It's not until I see the picture and read the caption that I remember I'm angry with her.
The caption talks about her adopting kids.
Jesus help her.
She knows not what she does.
I look back up from my phone.
Kurt is staring at me with his arms crossed.
"What?"
He laughs.
"Don't be silly, Charlotte. You're smiling at your phone like an idiot."
I shrug.
He claps his hands loudly.
"Now! Back to practice!"
Kurt shoves the sheet music for New York State of Mind in my hands.
"Kurt, I know this song by heart."
He shakes his head.
"Well, you'll know it even better when I'm through with you."
I roll my eyes and follow him out of my apartment.
"Wait."
I dash back to my room and make sure my pocket knife and D's pistol are locked up. They are in the safe with a password only I know.
It's not that I think he'll hurt me.
He couldn't.
I'm afraid he'll hurt himself.
I can't have that.
I lock the safe back and follow Kurt again.
"What was that about?"
I shake my head.
"Just checking on something."
I didn't tell anyone about the first thing that happened. I didn't even tell Dr. Lucy that he had a gun at my head in his sleep.
Honestly?
I was too scared.
I'm a coward.
And I hate myself for it.
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New York- Where Dreams are Made
General FictionCharlotte Spencer is a small town girl. She dreams her entire life of going to New York. Her life in the town she grew up in isn't exactly all sunshine and rainbows. She struggles to make it out of the horrid place and fight her way to the top. S...