Their Satanic Majesties - The Rolling Stones

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It was silent, entirely so, Clover slowly opening her eyes which met her gaze with the ceiling. She could tell it was incredibly early in the morning, her mind having fogged considerably from what occurred just hours before.

"C-Charlie...Charlie!" Clover suddenly shrieked and abruptly sat up, knocking her head off of Mick's forehead.

"Fucking hell- Jesus Christ Clover, what's wrong with you?!" He raised his voice, rubbing the now throbbing pain on his forehead before Keith pushed him aside.

"Thank god you're awake, where the hell is Charlie?"

"Zephor- Barbara...she took him, oh my god I need to help him!" She spoke erratically, hardly able to string together a full sentence as she quickly stood but was just as quick to collapse right into Keith's arms.

"You aren't going anywhere, you're in no shape to-"

"I-I don't fucking care! I'm g-going to help h-him, with or without your help, so p-put me down." Clover almost hissed, Keith pausing for a moment before he swept his arms under her legs to pick her up properly.

"Where are we going?" He almost reluctantly asked, ignoring Mick of whom was now quite angry with him for going along with Clover's potentially psychotic ramblings.

"Barbara's apartment...I-I know you've b-been." The demon mumbled as her voice was lowered greatly, letting out a small groan as the pair rushed out to his car.

"Get the fuck back here you idiot!" Mick screeched out of anger, Keith outright ignoring him as he set the weakened figure in the passenger seat, sliding over into the drivers' side and starting it up. The squealing of the wheels hurt Clover's ears quite a bit, but she shook it off as they sped off right towards her apartment. Luckily for her, Keith had been there before to drop off her camera and remembered the way there.

Charlie had Barbara laying in his arms rather awkwardly, the girl allowing her finger to trace circles around his chest slowly. He didn't want to say anything out of worry for what could happen to him, more importantly, what would happen to Clover if he protested. For the time being, he just didn't talk, until she broke that silence.

"Charlie, darling...you don't love Brian more than me do you?" Barbara asked gently, almost expecting the answer but rather, she didn't get one immediately.

"Eh...no I wouldn't say that- experimenting and whatnot, dear." He tried his best to not sound in the least bit terrified, but it was tarnished when his voice quivered in the middle of his sentence. It visibly upset her, Charlie swallowing hard at the realization of what he'd done. He never expected for her to turn out like this, she'd been so shy and very sweet towards him but what he was seeing was devilish. Evil, conniving...sadistic.

"You know I just want what's best for for, darling. I thought you trusted me, being a couple is a partnership." The woman let out something of a growl, her hand now gripping firmly on his arm, too firmly.

"Barbs what the hell has gotten into you? You aren't acting like yourself." Charlie finally addressed the elephant in the room, but immediately regretted that decision as she got up with a loud scream, hands tugged at her short tresses of red hair.

"I'll kill her, I'm going to murder that stupid bitch, she knows better than to take something from me- she's not going to have you and I'm not going to let her." Zephor suddenly started to ramble, shaking her head as she paced back and forth as if to keep her from doing something to Charlie. He shifted to the edge of the couch he'd been placed on hours previous, trying to be as casual as possible as he stood up.