Charlie Rose

nineteen

Warning: this next chapter will mess you up. Like really. It also contains a smut like scene written by my friend DaisyWolfeen, thank you very much. And thank you for those who have read my story, much appreciated xx okay here we are!

Brandie engulfed me in a bone breaking hug, standing on her tip toes. Her breath tickled the crook of my neck, along with her mouth.

I gasped when I felt her tongue lick up my neck and to my ear. I felt her smirk up against me as she whispered, "I love you Charlie."

"I love you too." I smiled back. I let my hands palm around her waist, rubbing gently on her exposed skin.

She began pushing me backwards softly, until I hit my desk. Instinctively, I sat up on the surface much to Brandie's delight. She let her own hands run through my long hair.

She captured my lips against her own. She pulled at my hair as my hands moved to her neck. Pulled her closer to me, kissing her more aggressively.

We stay like that for a minute, before both of us get impatient. She pulls back and pulls my shirt off of me, then starts sucking at my neck.

"Brandie," I moan. She chuckles, moving lower on my body. I fell her hand move from my hair to my... down under... if you know what I mean.

Slowly, she rubs against me sending a plethora of pleasure through me. I moan her name again, though this time she moves her mouth from my chest.

"What do you want?" She asks gently. What do I want?

"You." I reply with no hesitation.

With full confidence, her hand goes straight down my underpants. Lucky I wore a skirt for the first time since Australia.

She begins playing with me, sending me to town. I moan and lean back in pleasure when I realise she wasn't getting anything.

And there was no way I was going to be her pillow princess. She insisted being top before, and didn't let me do anything. Not this time.

I let my hands flow to her chest, where I began fondling. I hear her moan and the noise she made turned me on even more, not that I needed to or anything. I was already pretty horny.

It may of been the fact that I was the one to make her feel pleasure, but I couldn't stop playing with her. Even as she messed with me, making my legs shake an quiver under her, I wasn't going to stop.

"Oh... Charlie..." Brandie whispered into my ear.

Though we had done it before, I was inexperienced and awkward. But now that I wasn't a sex noob, the night was much more enjoyable.

The night was amazing, to say the least. I was able to hold Brandie in my arms, I was able to let myself unwind without any fear, and I knew this wouldn't be the last time I would do this.

I love my life but let's be real, I love Brandie more.

*****

We lay on the small couch for what seems like forever. I am in her arms, fiddling with her hand.
"Why are you here?" Aren't you meant to be in the hospital for a little while longer?" I feel bad for asking, but I have to.
"I love you Charlie. Everything about it is shit. I have to stay here with you, I can't leave you." Her voice shakey now. I kiss her, but we are interupted by someone familiar. My face goes white. It's Mr Sawyer.
"Aren't you guys just the cutest!" Brandie goes to beat the shit out of him. He pulls a gun.

"Don't fucking move." He holds the gun up to us. It's him. The stalking, the killing, Dad, it was all fucking him. "Surprise it was me, big shock horror, ha, sorry I was planning this all out in my head. Yeah, your probably wondering why I've done this, and, I don't even know. I'm just crazy." Brandie looks so pissed. I am still trying to get my head around the fucking psycho teacher standing infront of me with a gun. He keeps speaking, we sit still and quiet.

"I had teacher- student fantasies, in the picture, it was just me and you, then all of a sudden your running off with some slut who is fucking shit at science." He points the gun right at Brandie.
"I fucking loved yo..." The gun goes off and everything goes black.

Two years later - Brandie's POV

"You fucking idiot, why would Megan be in love with Dave. They weren't meant to be." Gaynor is arguing with me about this movie he watched, he loved it, I fell asleep.

"Anyway are you ready to go?" It's been 2 years since Charlie died. What had happened was that Charlie, Mr. Sawyer and I were in Charlie's office. Mr Sawyer was madly in love with Charlie and she had left with me. After months of killing and sending creepy messages he finally came in contact with her. Mr Sawyer went to shoot me and Charlie jumped out in front of it. It hit her in the head. Once Mr Sawyer had done what he did, he shot himself. I was a mess, I'm still a mess. I'll never get over it.

We go to the cemetery in preparation for her memorial planned by her father and step mother, Chrissy.

I stand there in all black, face stone cold. I'm being held by Gaynor, he's crying, I'm not.

The service starts, you can hear sobs in the background and horrible songs that Charlie would of never wanted to here it her own funeral. The pastor calls me up, I never prepared a speech. I say what's in my heart.

Charlie Sage Rose
12.3.02 - 23.5.18
'Always loved, forever in our hearts'

"Charlie was loved by all. She had a beautiful personality, heart of gold and love that will never die. No one will ever, ever be as wonderful as her. I love you, Charlie Rose."