Charlie

Chapter Seven: The Truth comes out (Charlie's POV)

When we pulled up to her school, we both got out of our cars and stretch our bodies from the drive. It wasn't a very long drive from home but it wasn't really one that she could drive back to and from daily. I mean she could but that would be horrible. It is a little over three hour drive each way.

When we shook off the stretches, I reached out for her hand and entwined my fingers to her as if she was already my girlfriend. I love the feel of her soft hands in mine, she had small chubby hands. Re-Ann wasn't she skinny girl, if you had to put a look to her she was short and chubby and very beautiful but I loved it so much.

I hate that she would always get shit from the girls. These were the dumb bitches who were crushing on me. I always gave her so much attention. I know she was always made fun of and picked on in high school.

I tried to block a lot of it because I knew it hurt her and it hurt me knowing that she was hurt because of me. I knew a lot of it came from the jealously she was thrown at because of me. I knew I was good looking, I'm cocky I know it.

Re-Ann was about 5'3 almost a whole foot shorter than myself and on the chunky and extra plush side. I loved that she wasn't a toothpick. I loved that she was very curvy. She had long brown hair about to mid back and light brown eyes with a speck of green around her iris'.

Her skin tone was fair but she had beautiful Hispanic features. I believe her mom was of Hispanic decent somewhere but she got all of the beauty. I love her looks. I know she will make beautiful babies one day. I hope they look like her but have my eye color.

We made our way to her admissions officer something Thatcher or something like that. I loved introducing myself as Re-Anne's boyfriend, even though I'm not officially her boyfriend yet. No doubt that I will be very soon. Mrs. Thatcher helped her out with her schedule and to her dorm paperwork.

This is the part I dreaded because the truth is about to come out. Mrs. Thatcher informed Re-Ann that she basically had no place to live while attending college.  Re-Ann gave me a look as if she could kill me right on the spot with no remorse. She stepped out and called her mother and I knew her mother wasn't going to tell her anything she put it on me because it was I who made the pact, it was I who needed to man up and tell the woman that he loves that she was forced to live with him.

Re-Ann walked out of Mrs. Thatcher's office with a hatred in her eyes that I have never seen before. She yelled her lungs off at me and I had to stand there and take it. It's not like I've never been yelled at I was just in the Air Force. I let her go walk off the hurt and pain and anger. I stayed close to her encase she needed me.

After a couple of hours or at least it seemed we were walking that long she finally came to her senses and let me take her home. The house that we were going to live in. The house that hopefully we will make love to in. We got back into our cars and I drove her to the house I rented.

You could see that she liked it and that she loved the porch just as much as I did. It was a big deal to have a porch, I love having porches, they are a way to relax and enjoy the outside. She walked into the house and went straight for the biggest room. I knew she was going to do that because will I forced her to live with me.

Once she picked the biggest room I help her with her stuff. I had already moved all of my stuff into the smaller of the three bedrooms because I knew she'd want the bigger room. The third room was set up as an office/game room. It had my Xbox, play station and old fashion Nintendo set up. One day maybe we will have our own playroom but for now a game room will do.

Several weeks went by and I was being a good boy and doing as she said. I didn't want to lose the closeness that I know we are gaining. When Re-Anne asked me If I could try and be good for her new friends I knew I would try to be good. I didn't promise I would though. I always wanted her friends to know that you can't mess with my woman.

I wanted to respect her wishes, and be fully clothes when her friends were over which I did. I did have to come out of my room to use the bathroom I couldn't hold it any longer. As soon as I walked out of my room I knew that I had eyes on me. I felt the pull that I had always felt Re-Anne stronger now.

I somehow knew she was mad at me because she didn't want anyone to know who she lived with. When her study group was over, I did say bye to the ladies. I knew that probably pissed her off. She hates to have to explain her friends why she was hiding me away.

I know it is hard for her to explain why she lives with a guy who isn't her husband or even boyfriend officially. I know she is trying to make our relationship difficult. She doesn't need to do this.  She causes this drama on her own. Deep down I know she loves me but she feels that I'm going to hurt her. I have no intentions ever to hurt her in any way.

Re-Ann has always thought I have been what you call a ladies' man.  Don't get me wrong I've used my looks to get out of a lot of sticky situations.  I have taken pride in who I've let in my life. I had about three girlfriends in high school and yes, they all let me fuck the shit out of them. They were fun, but they were never Re-Anne.

Every girl I ever dated, fucked or even just talked to was always jealous of my baby girl. None of them have ever compared to her and no one ever will. It did kind of hurt me a little for Re-Anne to think that I was some kind of man whore.

I know it seems that way because I can literally have any female and male I want. Yes, I know I'm gorgeous and yes, I know I'm cocky and yes, I've had males come up to me and asking if they could blow me. I never did let them touch me but I could have them if I wanted. I couldn't do that to the one woman who meant the most to me Re-Anne.