There she was, Charlotte Shnapp, How could I ever forget those beautiful eyes, I came into town for the weekend and decided to get a drink.
I never would have thought I would meet her in this place.
She spoke and I noticed she was in pain, I decided to take her home but we ended up having sex.
That was the best I've ever had, I couldn't just explain it. There was something special about Charlotte. I stared at her as she slept peacefully.
A sly smile played across my lips. She looked so beautiful.
As my eyes were fixated on her, She yawned slightly and opened her eyes slowly. When she regained full vision, She sat up quickly.
“Where am I?” I felt hurt when she mouthed those words, I had hoped she remembered the blissful night we just had.
“Brandon is going to be so mad” Immediately she said this, I saw her shoulder drop, I guess she remembered her reality.
“Relax” I tried to calm her down as I whispered under my breath.
“Please where are we?” She shifted uncomfortably “My house, can't you remember what happened last night?” I furrowed my eyebrows in concentration to see her reaction. She turned beet red and hid her face.
“I am so sorry about last night. I got drunk and I was inappropriate” I don't know what exactly made her think she was inappropriate with me. I loved every moment I spent with her.
“It's nothing to be ashamed of please, don't be bothered” She had her weak smile and when she bent down and realized she was in my shirt, She got extremely shy and placed the covers on her body.
I turned my face away to give her more privacy.
“Your dress is placed in the wardrobe and my bathroom is over there, If you need me just call my name” I realized almost immediately that I hadn't told her my name yet.
“I can't seem to recall your name,” She said embarrassingly “Well let me formally Introduce myself, I am Jameson Longe” I revealed.
“Funny how I knew a Jameson Longe in high school” She threw a perplexed look in my direction.
“Hello Charlotte Shnapp, It's been a while.” Her eyes widened and she got out of bed quickly.
She placed her hands on her forehead and laced around the room. She came to a halt and looked in my direction.
“I can't believe I just had sex with my high school bully” I got up and walked towards her direction and she stepped back reacting to my presence.
“Look, that was years ago and we were so young and ignorant. Trust me if I could take back the things I did, I would.”
“Just when I thought my life couldn't get any worse, You showed up. Thank you universe.” She said sarcastically.
“Please calm down, I promise it's not like that” I felt like my words did no good but I still wanted to reassure her.
“I need to leave here” She declared and I felt bad about what she had said, I probably deserve to feel this way.
“Okay, I will let you freshen up now.” I exited the room without saying a word further.
I got downstairs and I made scrambled eggs and coffee. She got ready and strolled downstairs.
“I made some for you” I flashed a quick smile.
“I am not hungry” She turned it down nicely “I'm not saying you are but with the amount of alcohol you consumed last night I think you should eat” I signaled for her to have a seat and she did.
She had a bite of it and smiled in excitement.
“This is good, I didn't know men could cook” A sense of pride filled me.
“I'm glad you like it” I smiled at her, She rolled her eyes subtly.
“Hey, I saw that, What was that for?” I mouthed the words with a smile on my face.
“You treated me badly, don't expect me to act like all is well” A pang of guilt enveloped me.
“It might be too late for an apology but I am sorry for what I did.” I tilted my head to see her reaction to my apology.
“It's okay, I wish my life wasn’t already ruined” She dropped the fork. She was in a great deal of pain and I wish I could help.
“I am sorry about what you are going through, They don't deserve someone like you in their lives.” I placed my hands on hers and she quickly removed it.
“Can we leave now?” She asked.
“Yes, let me get dressed quickly, just continue to enjoy your meal.” I dashed upstairs and freshened up quickly, I didn't want her to wait too long for me.
When I got downstairs she had cleared the kitchen and washed the dirty dishes.
“You didn't have to clean up,” I said while looking at her beautiful eyes.
“Sorry, I'm used to this and I don't know how not to” I looked at her with concern and pity, They took advantage of her kindness and gentle nature.
“You don't need to apologize for anything, Thank you for helping me clean up” I can't believe Carter Shnapp will let his daughter go through something as horrific as this.
I wondered if he knew anything about this. I know Carter Shnapp and he would have arranged for their heads to be his if he learned about this. His daughters were his most prized possessions and he could do anything for them.
“Shall we?” I gestured with my hands to the door and she nodded. We headed to the car and she reached out to open the car doors, I stopped her midway and opened it for her instead. She gave me a surprise look before she smiled and got it.
“You okay?” I asked before shutting the car door. She gave me a weak smile and I smiled back.
I shut the door and got into the car.
The drive was silent, I didn't want her to be in her thoughts any longer.
“Can you drive?” I asked curiously.
“Yes I can but my Hus-….My ex-husband didn't want me to have a car. He said cars weren't made for women” She scoffed and I boiled in anger, He made her pass through so much all for nothing.
We finally got close to her ex’s house. It was a decently big house.
“Please park far away, I don't want him to see us together” She pleaded.
“Sure, it's not a problem” I did exactly that as I didn't want to cause more problems in her life.
“We should meet up sometime” I suggested.
“Why we had was a one-time thing, I don't want it to ever happen again,” Charlotte said subtly I wasn't happy about what she said but I respected her decision and her choice.
“We can be friends If you're willing,” I said with a smile.
“I don't mind that” She gave me a weak smile.
I reached for my phone to ask for her number but I remembered I left it back home when I sprinted downstairs.
“I left my phone at home so let me give you my number, Call me anytime you wish to” She handed her phone to me and I saved my contact.
“I guess this is goodbye for now,” She said as she opened the car door and shut it.
“We will meet soon, I'm sure of it” She smiled and walked away.
THE NEXT DAY.
I waited ever so eagerly for her call, I didn't know when she would call me but I was hopeful she would, Regardless of the mess going on in her life right now.
My phone rang and I picked it up within a few seconds.
“Hello,” I said and I heard mumbles and cried at the other end of the phone.
“Hey Jameson, can we meet?” It was Charlotte.
BRANDON'S POV “Brilliant of you", she seethed, “To think I would befriend an invalid". I raised a brow. I knew that. The fact that she hadn't figured out that I was trying to bait her showed how important the person was. And that made me all the more curious. “What's wrong with making..." Emile's voice trailed off at my mom's death glare. We hadn't noticed when she came back in. The tray of oranges shook in her hands. I watched my mother closely. Emile had spoken out of turn. She had become used to speaking freely to me. But I was not going to let my mother pick on her. “Mom". I barked when she made to speak. She turned her glare on me. “The oranges are about to fall from her hands". I said calmly. Emile used the distraction to place the oranges on the table and disappear. Smart girl. “Go on". I goaded once Emile was out of sight. “Take the oranges. She's peeled them nicely for you. Go and feed them to your pet". She looked like she was going to explode.
BRANDON'S POV “It was you who put it in my head that Charlotte is the killer, you know". I said without looking at Kareem. I studied some documents my temporary replacement secretary-Ava had taken a compulsory leave a few days earlier without prior notice. Something about a serious emergency somewhere. The usual me would have fired her immediately, no worker under me should have the audacity to be so bold. But I wasn't the usual me these days. All the guys, especially Kareem had noticed and noted it. But I missed Ava's efficiency. This secretary was good, but I was beginning to understand that my secretary's standards were out of this world. “You don't really mean that". Kareem said incredulously. I raised a brow at him. “What? You already had the notions before I even noticed. I basically just confirmed what you already suspected". “Charlotte wouldn't hurt a fly. At least that's what I said. But you led me to believe that the letters she sent were not just e
CHARLOTTE'S POV Never did I believe Jenn could betray me like that. But what did I know? She could be out to ruin whatever was left of me. She had some secrets of her own, none of which I knew at all. She was just there when I needed her, and I welcomed her with open arms despite our past because I needed someone. She was hot one minute, cold the next. I always assumed it was because of the trauma she'd also apparently gone through. But then, she'd also gone through trauma. How did I know that she didn't hate me for it? One had happened while we were both in college and friends. Why did she not tell me? And now this. I wasn't sure I could ever go through with getting rid of a child, foetus or no. I'd thought about everything. But there was the voice in my head that kept telling me that I was probably going too fast again, and every where and everyone would soon be in pandemonium because of me. It was my stupid mistake, going to that place after signing the divorce paper
CHARLOTTE'S POV “Wait, what do you know?" I asked. “The baby. That's why your emotions are everywhere". She said slowly. I frowned. “Yeah... I'm not sure that's why I...well, did that". “She raised her brow. “So you reacted that way on purpose". “No! I mean, that's not-" I scowled. “Are you trying to lead me into a trap?" She laughed. “I'm just telling you what you're trying to ignore". “But you're still mad at me". I said. She nodded. “I am. But I admit my fault. It wasn't my plan to bother anyone." “You're dramatic". I said. She didn't reply. “Jenn?" I said hesitantly, nestling at a corner of the chair she was in. “Do you think I should keep the baby?" Jenn slowly looked up from her book. “Keep the baby?" I nodded. “This is a lot- and I'm so terrified of telling dad and Jameson. Maybe I shouldn't bother telling them at all? I should just get rid of it quietly?" Jenn stared blankly for a full minute, than she went back to
JAMESON'S POV Charlotte and her father ran in to the kitchen less than two second after I'd run in. Jenn was staring at a mess of ketch up and some yellow substance I was too distressed to study. And she looked more shocked at our presence than in any real danger. “Oh God". Jenn groaned. “What is the matter? Are you all right, Jennifer?" Mr Schnapp asked. I couldn't help my own facepalm. “She's all right dad". Jenn replied. “Is she? Are you?" He asked again. I turned back before he could take that step I knew he was going to take forward. “She's all right. Jenn tends to be...dramatic". I nodded at him. He raised his brows at me. That did not sound like dramatic". “It is, trust me". I glanced at Charlotte. She was glaring daggers at Jenn. I needed her to take her father away so I could properly berate Jenn. “Is everything all right over here?" The stern voice of one of the staff echoed. He gasped as soon as he saw Mr Schapp. “What do y
CHARLOTTE'S POV Dad silently led the way to his office. It was hard to believe that he blamed himself for our mistakes. It was true he never called while I was at Brandon's house, but I never did either. And I assumed he was angry with me for going against his wishes. Just like everyone else around me, I couldn't see the reason they disliked Brandon, even though they said it constantly. I just felt like he was constantly vicimized for being extraordinary smart and clever. There were a lot of things I didn't see. He could hardly be blamed for the kind of person Tatiana turned out to be, either. He did his best, I could remember clearly. “I asked Lounge to tell you to contact her. Did he?" He asked My traitorous cheeks heated for no reason. “Umm, he did". I said, not meeting his eyes. “Charlotte?" He asked. I peeked up at him. “Is there anything I should know?" I shook my head hard, once. “Nothing". He tilted his head. “Nothing?" “Nothing, s
CHARLOTTE'S POV “Oh my God, I can't believe I'm seeing this place again". I said, stepping out of the car and stretching. Jenn gave me a weird look. “You did not think so. You thought you were going to die?" I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, I did". “I don't understand why you think that way". Jameson said, wrapping an arm around my waist and leading me forward. “I did say you'd be safe, didn't I?" I automatically leaned into him. “I didn't think I was going to die. I just...I guess I thought I was in too much shit to come back home". He smiled down at me. “I understand. But you're home now". I nodded mutely, sagging more into him. “This is just giving Shrek and Fiona vibes here". Jenn quipped behind us. I automatically straightened, wiping my hands down my front. Jameson glanced at me with a strange expression, but said nothing. Instead, he turned back to Jenn. “I'm more of a Prince Charming than a Shrek, you know". She coughed lightly. “Exc
TATIANA'S POV “They know who the killers are?" He said as soon as I dropped the phone. I blinked at him, taken off guard. It looked like I'd put the call on loudspeaker without realising it. He knew almost everything anyway. “That's what she said". He was focused on my foot, although he wasn't touching it at all. He seemed to be in deep thought. “But I thought it was just one killer". I cocked my head, thinking about it too. “Well, I thought so too, but...apparently they're more?" “What did Brandon say? Did he also talk about multiple killer killers?" He asked urgently, his gaze suddenly on me and intense. “No. I don't know? He doesn't tell me much, and last I heard, he said Charlotte is the killer". I watched him. “What's it?" He said nothing, only stared into space. I started to feel anxious. “Jonah?" He didn't reply. “Jonah!" He startled visibly. His face contorted in something like anger, but for only a second. He looked at me. “I'm sorry love.
CHARLOTTE'S POV “Do you need a mega phone?" Jenn whispered in my ear on the way out of the house. “So we can announce to the world that you're growing a baby". I pinched her in the side, hard. It wasn't my fault that there was a lot going on at the time, or that I seemed to be suddenly different. It all felt natural any way. I didn't even notice that I was eating too much. I was just hungry. And people eat when they're hungry. Apparently I was suddenly angry way too frequently, and it wasn't normal. I was also weird that my nose was sensitive, and little things made me nauseous. It was also abnormal to Jenn, who was glaring daggers at me, that I wasn't puking my guts up. Apparently-okay I knew that-that's what newly pregnant women do. I'd always wanted kids, even though Brandon didn't. I always wanted a little version of him that I'd teach to walk and write, and I'd teach him sums and the piano, what little I knew of it. It was heartbreaking when I realized he wa