Mr. Devil

*The Slow Dance*

Charlie's POV

The week drug on slowly. Jacob had failed to make an appearance in school for the rest of the week. Mike kept up on his gifts, giving me small things everyday. Austin and Victoria have decided that instead of sitting outside they would join Laura, Mike, and I's table. Not once did they even bring up Jacob.

    They fit into our group quite well. They shared the same type of humor as the rest of the group so we often shared many jokes and had many laughs.

When Saturday had rolled around all I looked forward to was drinking my problems away at my party. I had never been one for drinking due to my past but something about the liquid called to me.

  I had let Laura and Mike be the ones in charge for the party. Although people aren't necessarily coming for me, more for drinks and an excuse to get drunk of their minds.

   All while Mike and Laura were at my house, I visited my mom.

"Hello Mama!" I said walking into her room. She smiled her perfect smile at me before patting the spot next to her. I sat down and instantly her frail hands grabbed mine.

"Happy birthday my beautiful baby girl." She said leaning forward, planting a kiss on my forehead. She leaned beside her and pulled a small blue gift bag. My eyes widened slightly. She handed it over to me with a smile.

I took the gift from her slowly. She pushed me to open it quickly. With a smile I pulled out a small wooden box. Mom had the biggest smile on her face as she pushed me to open it. I lifted the lid and what was inside made my smile bigger.

I pulled out a small silver locket that was decorated beautifully. Mother pushed me to open it further to look what was inside. Inside was a picture of my mother and I before she had gotten diagnosed with cancer. Tears welled in my eyes before they began to silently.

"I love it mama." I said hugging her. Inside the bag was a big white envelope. I pulled it out and noticed my name in huge letters in the middle.

"If something were to happen to me I want you to open that. Only then." Mom said smiling sadly at the envelope.

"Nothing is going to happen to you mama." I said quietly. The look she gave me was telling me otherwise.

"Charlie there will come a day very soon where I wont be here anymore. We all know that I am getting worse by the day. It is not long before I take my final breath, say my final goodbye to you. No matter how much you may be hurting, when I die you need to look at that envelope." She said taking my hands in hers. At this point I was full on bawling.

"I love you so much Mama." I said laying on her stomach while crying.

"I love you too my baby girl."

~Later that day~

I sat in my room in front of my vanity as Mike and Laura greeted the guests that started to arrive. The music blared downstairs.

   I had my makeup and hair done but I just sat there and looked at myself. I didn't have much makeup on due to the fact I didn't really like it. My hair was up in a high messy bun that made it look cute.

With a sigh I stood up and walked over to my closet. I grabbed out a simple yellow off the shoulder crop top. I pulled it off the hanger then looked for a pair of jeans. I decided to settle on a pair of black ripped skinny jeans.

I got changed and instantly walked over to my full body mirror. I mean I know I didn't look bad but in my own opinion I don't think I looked very good.