Quick On Their Feet {A Charlie Murder Fan Story}

Chapter Three

Charlie awoke to the smell of pancakes. The room was warmer than he had last thought, and Lester was looming over him. Tommy was right behind the tall twig he called a friend.

"Is he awake?" Tommy asked, obviously concerned about him.

Lester poked Charlie as if he was dead. "Uh... I don't know."

Charlie waved the hand away and rolled off of the couch, wondering why Rex was sleeping in the corner. Tommy caught his glance and out a finger to his lips, as if he was telling him not to be too loud.

Well, that was a huge problem. They had the concert today and the whole point of a concert is to blast your song loudly....

...Isn't it?

Charlie went to his room to clean up. Kelly was in there, laying on his bed. She wasn't wearing anything except what girls usually wear under their clothes. His face turned red, and, embarrassed, got dressed, trying not to think of her staring at him. He had a massive hangover, and she wasn't helping it at all.

It only made him want to kiss her.

She sighed and sat up on the bed. "Was it too much?" Kelly asked, a worried expression on her face.

"You're fine," Charlie mumbled under his breath. He sighed and turned towards her. "Are... Are we cool?"

She nodded, oblivious to the fact that he was sorry about his behavior. He smiled, shot her a thumbs up, and left the room.

As she watched him leave, she pretended to smile. He closed the door, and, standing up to lock it, she started to cry. She felt worthless. They're never going to defeat the Angel of Chaos.

During dinner, she excused herself to the bathroom. Closing the door, she opened a bottle of pills and consumed them all.

Something had told her that this wasn't right, and suddenly her insides shot out of her. They retracted and she felt something crawling inside of her stomach, but she wasn't too worried. She cleaned up, left the bathroom and cleared her dinner plate politely.

Lester was confused, as she always ate all of what was served to her. But he decided that she wasn't feeling well and he thought nothing else of it.

*****

Charlie sat in his room, watching some sort of anime thing that he found, but decided that it was too girly for him and turned it off. He stood up, but felt something hurting his groin, and he sat down again, only to find a small bump. He was confused, as he never noticed it before, but he poked it, and the feeling of it being touched sent a chill up his spine, and he found pleasure in it.

But, oh, did it bother him that it was there, and so he removed his pants to try and make it stop. He tried poking it again, but it made it worse, and he started to cry. It was hurting his body to see it like this, and he decided to call Kelly.

She entered his room, and she saw what was bothering him, and she tried to help him by touching it, but he let out a noise that sounded like he was hurt, and she stopped, but he told her to keep going.

She started moving her hand up and down, and he made the noise again. She decided he liked it and-

Something wasn't right.

Her hands were dry. She put some sort of moisturizer on them and continued, and he started biting his lip. His face was flushed. She was concerned, but as she stopped he released a weird liquid, and she helped him clean it up.

They spoke nothing about the experience, even though they both found it pleasing.

Lester sent to bed without bothering to change.