*TRIGGER WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS VERY SENSITIVE MATERIAL*
Jessie's POV:
*RING RING*
I hear the phone yell as I jump out of bed in panic.
"Who the fuck wants something from me now," I snap as I reach for the phone to answer.
"Hello Mrs.Lawrence I've come to inform you that you have been dismissed from your position as supervisor of this company. Our models need people to put effort into them, you performance has been absolutely unacceptable and there is nothing else to be said, thank you for your time with us, have a good rest of your day Mrs.Lawrence," the phone beeps as my now ex manager hung up.
...What thee fuck am I going to do, i have no mom, no caring husband and now no job. How am I even going to tell cha- ....
I can't tell charlie.
I was so nervous of what he would do if he found out I lost my job, he can't pay bills by himself. He's going to be infuriated if he finds out.
I need to cover my ass, this is gonna be difficult when you have nowhere to go from 9-8 everyday. I have no clue what the actual fuck I'm doing, in the meantime I need to look for another job.
I look over at my bed and notice a big red blotch of blood on the sheets- "oh shit," I whisper to myself. This wasn't supposed to happen for another week. I really can't do life right now, I feel the blood trickling down my thigh. I remove my clothes and enter the shower quickly before anymore blood could escape. The bathroom starts to steam up, I get a nostalgic feeling, warmth, how bad I craved it and how far away I was from it.
7:00 PM
I hear the front door open as I exit the shower, water droplets tickling my neck I start drying off. That must be charlie
"oh fuck," I say in panic, He's gonna ask why I'm home so early- I need to think of something now. I already don't feel good with these cramps and headaches and trauma in my life-
how am I even gonna think of a cover up.? Then It hits me, I'll tell him I took off because of the funeral and so they're giving me two weeks to recuperate and get my self together.
Well.. That wouldn't really be a lie considering it is true- I am trying to get my shit together after all of this. I slip on my silky lace pink pajama top and my silky pink pajama pants and step into my slippers just before I exit the room to greet charlie.
"Hey Love, how was work?"
"Terrible." Charlie hisses.
"Why what happened ? Is there anything I can do?" I reply with sympathy. "
"Maybe there is," charlie walks hastily towards me and cups my face with both of his hands and starts kissing me aggressively.
Charlie starts to reach for my ass and massage it when I suddenly pull away.
"Hey hey wait, Charlie I'm on my cycle ... I can't do this right now, I'm sorry,"
I look at him with a bit of reluctance overpowering my sympathetic expression.
"I don't care? I want you, Now." Charlie states even more aggressive than before.
"Charlie... I don't feel good I'm in pain."
"You won't feel any pain when I do this, it'll be quick," he picks me up and carries me to our bed room.
"CHARLIE- CHARLIE LET ME GO, PUT ME DO-," Charlie covers my mouth.
"Shhh shut up damnit, you're making this more difficult than it has to be," He stuffs one of his socks in my mouth and ties my hands around my back with the phone cord.
As he proceeds to slip my silk pajama pants down my legs, I feel a tear fall down the side of my face.
Charlie then removes my underwear revealing my bloody opening. Charlie takes out his length and wastes no time as he proceeds to ram inside of me with no warning. I try and gasp for air but all that's coming out are whimpers and grunts.
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You Were There
ФанфикJessenia Alise Lawrence has always been in love with her childhood crush Charlie. They're beginnings were some of the most happiest times of her life, but when life turns upside down will her newfound relationship with him really be for better or wo...
