Charlotte Rose

Charlotte Rose Tomlinson grew up the normal life. If the normal life includes having a full passport by the age of four and going on tour with your superstar father. Sadly her mothers and fathers relationship came to an end and ended up with her mother getting into a serious car accident which meant that Charlotte had to live with her aunt in London and help take care of her sick mother.

Eventually, Charlotte wants to live her own life and do things her own way. She becomes romantically involved with the schools bad boy and her whole life is thrown for a loop. Will her life ever be the same?

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8. You're still here

--[Charlotte's P.O.V]--

 

I wake up in Jake's arms. He's still sound asleep my red lipstick still smeared on his face. I kiss him goodbye and slip out into the chilling night. I think the clock read that it was like... five in the morning. I walk down the streets where hookers roam the lonely dark London streets. I pass blocks hearing people moaning from their rooms. I couldn't tell if they were just doing it in their sleep, you know because some people make weird noises when they sleep sometimes; or if people were just having sex bright and early.

 

In alley ways drug dealers deal their drugs and is where some prostitutes do their job which is totally disgusting. I wonder how they feel when they 'do their jobs'. Do they feel bad afterwards? Figured the best way to find out is to ask. I seen one (well not really) in a dingy alley. "Hey!" I shouted. I heard the footsteps trailing down the street. As she gets closer and the street light lights her silhouette and she comes to life a book that turns into a movie. Her long blue hair touching just below her boobs. Oh it's that bitch. 

 

"You," she says raking my body with her eyes.

 

"Yup, me." I say. 

 

"Where you coming from," she asks. Should I tell her? She'd probably just be a complete and total bitch,why not.

 

"Jake's house."  I say bluntly.

 

"Did you guys sleep together?" She asks. I reflect on the night we spent together. I just wanted to feel something. Anything, and he was unwilling to do so. Why?

 

"Almost did as in sex wise but he refused." I say. She lets out a sigh. She lights a spliff and blows smoke from her mouth. 

 

"Do you like...not wash?" she asks with all honesty. I laugh loudly making the pigeons fly off the roofs of houses.

 

"No, he didn't want to do it because I was crying." I told her, she nods her head in understanding.

 

"Gotcha, you were scared. You should be, he goes rough; really it's quite amazing though. He likes to throw you against walls and pull ha-"

 

"Please enough. I wasn't scared. I just wanted to feel something...anything. I wanted to feel pleasure...It sucks because I feel like I'm numb from the entire world."  I say. She says oh and that she was sorry for bringing up her past experiences. 

 

"No it's cool. So what were you doing down that alley?" I ask her. She stops walking and looks at me. 

 

"Honestly?" she asks.

 

"Of course always."

 

"I was sleeping with Landon, and I'm dating Tony." I nod my head. She goes on to tell me about how she's loved Landon for as long as she can remember. "But Tony loves me so much, I can't break up with him."

 

"Sure you could. You're acting like sleeping with someone behind his back makes this situation better." I say walking away from her, down to my house. I'd have to sneak in. She stands in the middle of the street.

 

"My names Cosmo by the way." She calls.

 

"Good to know, my name is Charlotte." I call back. I walk by myself to my home wanting company but knowing that it would really make no difference. I'm still lonely. All the people in the world could be my best friends and I wouldn't care. Everything would still be the way things are now. 

 

Why didn't he just fuck me? Gosh I don't get it. I run my fingers through my hair and pull it. I cry in frustration. He said I was perfect, why didn't he just do it then? What was he waiting for? I see my house in the distance the sun just starts to shine. I creep to my house and I open the door slowly. I see my mum. She sleeps on the couch, her eyes open. She looks at me. Shit! I go to close the door behind me but she whispers. 

 

"It's okay, I won't tell." she says. I walk back in. I was planning on just taking a change of clothes, guess I'm in store something else. Why not tell her what's going on. She'll listen but never remember, never throw it back in my face. "What's up hunny? she asks.

 

"I wanna be loved." I tell her. She reaches out her hand and places it on my cheek. I cry into it ask she catches my tears with her hand.

 

"You are...baby. I'm here when you need me." she says.

 

"No you're not mum. You're always traveling somewhere else. Where do you go?" I ask her. "I wanna go there too." I say. She laughs. 

 

"No you don't. Everyday I'm constantly reminded of what I tried to escape. Don't make the mistakes I made." 

 

"I want to feel..." I say feeling my throat closing on me.

 

"You will, you'll find someone who will make you feel more than what you've asked for. Every good thing will feel beautiful and every bad thing will make you feel like the world will end." I nod my head. She moves her hand away from my face.

 

"Mum I have a question." I say.

 

"Ask me anything Charlotte." she says.

 

"What did you mean when you said, 'Don't speak to your father that way' when I back talked Harry." I wait patiently for a response but get nothing. I put my face closer to my mothers. She's sleeping...

 

I slipped back outside into the early morning. I just wish she could've called my by my real name again. That's now I know she's still here and she can answer all my questions.

 

 

 

 

 

 

A/N

 

 

Okay guys sorry bout the last chapter(7) it was a lot of dialogue, I hope I didn't bore you guys to much. Anyways, I hope you all are enjoying the story so far. There's going to be a lot of twist and turns that you guys won't see coming. Share this story with you friends, and keep reading.

 

chow,

 

-Krista x

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