Natural Selection (Charlotte/OC Fanfiction)

He's Gone.

(A/N: Warning, death is talked about in this chapter. If you are uncomfortable with death, don't read this chapter)

Brandon and Charlotte walked into their hotel room that they were staying at. They both put their bags down on the table, Brandon walked to the bathroom and closed the door. Charlotte was going through her bag trying to find her makeup pouch. She was digging through her and Brandon's bag till she found it in Brandon's bag. She walked over to the bathroom door and was about to knock on it when the door opened. Charlotte looked at Brandon in his eyes and saw that something was wrong. Brandon walked past Charlotte and walked to the bedroom. He was about to shut the door when Charlotte spoke up.

Charlotte:"Darling? Whats wrong?"

Brandon didn't say anything, he just walked up to Charlotte and hugged her. Charlotte for a split second was confused but hugged him back. She could hear that Bandon was crying. She pulled Brandon to the couch and had him sit down on it. She rubbed his back as Brandon held his head in his hands. They sat in silents except to the few sniffs that came from Brandon, Charlotte had texted Becky about what was happening. She looked up and saw that had moved his hair back and was leaning back.

Charlotte:"Darling? What happened?"

Brandon looked at her and let out a sigh and turned towards Charlotte.

Brandon:"So, I texted Alice what she was calling about. And I was right, It wasn't good. She was calling me to inform me that the guitarist that replace me; Max, has passed away."

Charlotte just sat there. She didn't know what to say, she just sat there rubbing Brandon's back. They sat there for a few minutes until Brandon stood up.

Brandon:"I'm just gonna take a walk. I need time to think."

Brandon grabbed his phone and walked out of the hotel room. Charlotte sat there wondering what to do. Two hours went by and Charlotte was sitting the hotel room with Becky.

Charlotte:"He just walked out, I haven't heard from him."

Becky:"Well, he posted this on his Instagram."

Becky took her phone out and went to Brandon's Instagram profile. Neither of them heard Brandon walk into the hotel room.

Becky:"When you replaced me in the band, there were high expectations of you to fill. But I'm was happy that you took my spot. You helped the band reach levels that when I was with them, we could only dream of. I'm gonna miss you..."

Brandon:"...Goodbye brother."

Becky and Charlotte turned and saw that Brandon was walking over and sat down on the couch next to Charlotte. Charlotte pulled him into a hug as they all heard Brandon sigh.

Charlotte:"You okay darling?"

Brandon:"Yeah I just needed to clear my head, so I just walked around the city for a bit."

Becky:"Well if you need to talk, you can talk to me or Finn."

Brandon:"Thanks, but I think I'm just gonna go to bed soon. I'm exhausted."

Becky:"Well, I'll go so you two can have some alone time."

Becky winked at Charlotte and got up and left. Charlotte got up and pulled Brandon into a kiss. She then polled him into the bedroom to get to bed. Brandon stripped down to his boxers and Charlotte stripped down to her bra and panties. Charlotte walked up to Brandon and hugged him before the both of them crawled into the bed.

Charlotte:"You alright?"

Brandon:"Yeah. I really just needed to clear my mind."

Charlotte:"Well, I'll be here for you. If you don't mind me asking, how did he die?"

Brandon took a deep breath before answering 

Brandon:"He died from an overdose."

Charlotte:"Well, I'll be here for you to comfort you."

Brandon looked down at Charlotte and saw that she was in tears.

Brandon:"Babe? What's wrong?"

Charlotte:"It's... It's just that I know how it feels to lose a loved one."

Brandon pulled Charlotte into a hug as she starts to sob into his chest. Brandon started to stroke her hair to calm her down.

Brandon:"hey, hey, hey. It'll be okay."

Charlotte:"I miss him so much!"

Brandon didn't need to ask who she was talking about cause he knew she was talking about her brother, Reid. He just let Charlotte cry in his chest as he rubbed her bare back with one hand and running his finger through her hair. After a while, Brandon put a hand under Charlotte's chin and made her look up at him.

Charlotte:"I'm sorry. Don't look at me Brandon, I'm a mess."

Brandon put his forehead against Charlotte's and he spoke softly.

Brandon:"Look at me, Sweetheart. No matter what I'll be here, so cry as much as you want. But not without me to hold you."

Charlotte locked her arms around Brandon's neck as she jumped on him. Brandon kept an arm wrapped around her and another holding her up by her thigh. Then Charlotte spoke softly. 

Charlotte:"Thank you."

Brandon:"Come on, let's go to bed."

Brandon carried Charlotte over to the bed and slowly laid down. Charlotte unwrapped her legs around Brandon. Brandon pulled the sheet up to them and they both fell asleep in each other arms.