Tuesday - March 24th, 2009
Who: Charlie E and Trevor When: Late Afternoon Where: Boys' Locker room What: Charlie is hiding out because she did a very bad thing. Rated: NSFW
Charlie was tired of running. She was pretty sure she had lost Alex, but it was better safe than sorry so she ducked into one place she didn't think he would look for her, the boy's locker room adjacent to the on-campus gym. She was upset. She had blood on her hands and her eyeliner was running all down her face from crying. She'd gone too far and she knew it. Riley was going to be so pissed off at her and there was a good chance he would just toss her back in the nuthouse and throw away the key. Maybe he'd be right to do it. She obviously couldn't be trusted.
Enough of those thoughts. She was standing at the sink so she washed the blood off of her hands and then grabbed a paper towel to wash her face. She'd leave. She'd just go. So what if she never got to see her daughter again. She'd be better off, right? Everybody would. She'd leave and never come back. She didn't need anybody, after all. She could take care of herself.
As she stood there peering in the mirror, trying to talk herself into running away, the door to the locker room started to open. Charlie looked toward it and then took off quickly to hide in one of the shower stalls. She didn't think it was Alex or Riley, but better safe than sorry. ~~~ Trevor had just spent a good hour working out in the gym, he was frustrated and irritated almost every minute he was around his uncle. Sometimes he thought he was a fucking idiot for being so mad at him but another part of him thought he was justified. It was a constant battle inside his head and he just didn't know what side to listen to.
He walked over to a locker and started to strip off his clothes; naked except for a long chain around his neck with a ring hanging off of it, Trevor headed for the showers, unaware that he had company in the deserted locker room. ~~~ Charlie was crouched down in the stall, silently listening to what was going on. She didn't hear any voices. She heard movement, yes, but it didn't sound like anyone was looking for anything. In fact it sounded like someone was...
Before she could fully register that the person was getting undressed, probably with the intent of coming into the showers precisely where she stood, exactly that happened. A naked boy, tall and blond, walked into view and she inhaled a sharp breath, hoping he'd walk by her without noticing her there. ~~~ Trevor was lost in his head for a moment and then he smelt her, she smelled like cherries, carmel and the coppery undertone of blood...where was she? He looked around scenting the air and he started walking towards the stall she was in. "I can smell you cherry...what are you doing in here?" He asked as he reached for the door on the stall.
Trevor opened it and smiled wide at what he found. "Hi is there a reason you're hiding in the boys showers covered in blood?" He asked as he shook his blonde hair out of his eyes. ~~~ "Fuck," Charlie mumbled when she heard the voice call out to her. It wasn't Alex though. Or Riley so.. maybe it would be okay. She tried to straighten herself out so that she wouldn't look like such a mess, fingers running through her hair as she took a few deep, calming breaths. By the time he opened the door, she was fine. She was more than fine. She was Charlie fucking Edwards. No one had broken her before and they weren't going to now.
"Is there a better place to go to get the blood off?" Charlie asked, a bit of a smug look settling itself upon her features. ~~~ Trevor liked what he saw, she was very pretty under the smudged make up, good body, and he liked her attitude. "Well usually women go to the woman's showers but I don't mind you being here." He said with a grin and then glanced back at the showers. "Mind if I take a shower cherry?" He asked as he move a little for her to get by. "You don't have to leave though, plenty of water" Trevor smiled and turned on the shower. ~~~ It struck her as odd that he wasn't really asking about the blood. Most people would be. Normal people anyway. But this place wasn't exactly normal, was it? "Charlie, not cherry," she corrected him. "And I'm not like most women." He was obviously leaving her room to get out, and she thought about it, looking toward the exit, that anxiety creeping up in the pit of her stomach. "I'll stay," she said rather suddenly, her focus moving back to him. ~~~ Trevor didn't care why she had blood on her, her business but he wanted her to wash it off, she smelt like food. "I like cherry better, it's what you smell like...cherrys and carmel." He shrugged and stood under the water. "Stay all you want beautiful, i certainly wouldn't be the one to kick you out of here." ~~~ "That's my perfume." And Charlie couldn't help but smile a little that he had noticed. "And I don't like cherry better. It's not my name. My name is Charlie." She paused for a moment, watching the water run down over his form and then she asked, "If I stay, are you going to do anything to me?" ~~~ Trevor smiled at her as he reached for shampoo and then shrugged. "Whatever you say Charlie." He started washing his hair and then looked at her for a minute when she asked if he was going to do anything to her. Trevor leaned back into the spray to rinse his hair and shook his head. "I wouldn't do anything you didn't want Charlie, taking what isn't mine doesn't interest me." ~~~ As she stood there watching him, she was thinking about it. Wouldn't that be a nice revenge on Riley right now? Fuck some random guy in the shower after stabbing his boy toy with a letter opener? Hopefully Fox wouldn't die. Not because she really cared but just because she didn't want to go to prison for murder or something. But just in case, this could be her last chance for a very long time. So after a moment's consideration, she decided to just go with it. "And what if I did want? Then what?" ~~~ Trevor started washing his body and then looked at her. "You want something from me?" He asked as he rinsed the soap from his body and grinned at her. "What is it you want Charlie?" He asked as he stepped closer to her and used his damp cloth to wipe the blood mostly away. ~~~ Charlie got a look similar to a deer in headlights when he turned toward her, his hand moving up to wipe away a bit of the blood that she had missed when attempting to clean up before. The rate of her pulse started to pick up, her breathing becoming slightly heavier. "What's your name?" She asked, meanwhile she was taking slow steps backward, successfully trapping herself between him and the shower wall. ~~~ "Trevor Reid, nice to meet you Charlie." He said with a grin as he stepped closer to her. "Are you trying to get away from me Charlie?" He asked softly as he stopped walking and just looked at the girl for a moment. She seemed tense, of course she had blood all over her so that could be a possibility. All he wanted to do was pick up her up and slam her carefully against the wall with her legs around his waist but he needed to wait until she said yes. ~~~ The name didn't ring any sort of bells, not that she expected that it would. But Riley could have mentioned him maybe at some point. That would be her only frame of reference. Essentially all her world consisted of right now was Riley and maybe, no, yeah, definitely, that was a bad thing. She shook her head in response to the question and then stopped moving. "My clothes are getting all wet." ~~~ "I'm new here, you might know my brother or uncle, they've been here awhile." He said as he came a bit closer and then grinned when she told him her clothes were getting all wet. "Oh I'm sorry but you are in my shower." He couldn't help the fact he was getting turned on by being naked and talking to her, she was gorgeous and he was a 17 year old male. ~~~ "I don't go to school here," Charlie replied simply. She had doubts she would know anyone that he knew around here. And right now she didn't really care. He could be the nephew of the fucking president right now and she wouldn't really care. "It wasn't a complaint but an observation." She quirked a brow slightly before she added, "I thought you might offer to do something about it." ~~~ Trevor frowned momentarily and then shrugged. "Guess you wouldn't know Adam or Rez then." He chuckled to himself and then nodded. "I would suggest letting me take them off of you so you could avoid getting them much wetter, although if I soaked you and they were stuck to you that would look good too." ~~~ "Rez?" That was like a magic word. And a look crossed her features, one of clear dislike. "I know Rez. He dated my-" She stopped short, not really sure what to call him. "Roommate. He dated my roommate." That didn't quite cut it, but whatever. "And I guess it would look good, but they'd be a bitch to get off afterward so.. why don't we just cut to the chase?" ~~~ Trevor nodded when she repeated his name and then he was surprised by her reaction. "You don't like him huh, I don't either much right now? Your roomate? Girl or boy?" He asked as he stood in front of her. "Why don't we." He said as he reached for her shirt. "Actually you should take them off yourself or I will get you all wet." ~~~ "Boy," Charlie replied quickly, though she wasn't interested in talking about that right now. He was starting to annoy her with all the talk and no doing. And it was only getting worse the more that he opened his mouth. She exhaled a huff. "Either take my clothes off and fuck me already or quit talking like you're going to so I can be on my way already." ~~~ Trevor raised an eyebrow at her. "Okay so you're different." He happily started to take off her clothes and put them back on the bench were there was no water. "Fucking hell woman." He growled as he looked at her and then picked her up and pressed her against the other wall, buring his face in her neck and pressing his now fully hard dick against her. ~~~ "I'm impatient and easily bored," Charlie remarked with a shrug. "Sue me." But being blunt got her what she wanted. He had her undressed in a matter of mere minutes and he was soon picking her up and pressing her against the wall, a position that she definitely liked. Charlie squirmed a bit against the wall, getting herself positioned just so so that she could reach beneath herself and grasp that hardness, stroking it a few times just to make sure that he was fully erect before she positioned him just at her tight opening and began to slide herself slowly onto him with a moan. ~~~ Trevor smirked at her and shrugged. "I don't care, doesn't bother me." He kept and arm around her and slid one hand down to flick his fingers against her clit before sliding inside her. "OH fuck me....so tight." He growled as he leaned in and bit at her throat. ~~~ Charlie let out a small gasp as he flicked her clit and then frowned. "Don't do that." If he touched her the right way, she might cum. And if she came, then he would have control and she didn't want that. She wanted to be in control. She needed it. And right now, like this, she was. She could control how tight she felt, the way that her muscles clenched and relaxed around him. She could let him drive into her deep or she could tighten up so much that he could barely even move. It was all in her hands. All of it. And that was the way she wanted it. ~~~ Trevor was surprised when she told him not to touch her clit. "If that's what you want." He said with a shrug and then pushed deep inside with a groan and then started to thrust long and deep inside her. "Fuck you feel so damn amazing Charlie." He growled out as he held her tight against him. ~~~ Charlie closed her eyes, her body giving an involuntary shudder. He kept talking though and she didn't like that, so she moved a hand up to cover his mouth so he couldn't say anything else. With her eyes open, it was easy to stay focused. But the water from the shower kept stinging them and she had to close them and that made it hard for her block out the things she didn't want to see. "Harder," she breathed out in a whisper. "Fuck me harder, Trevor." ~~~ Trevor looked at her but he got the point, shut the fuck up. He just focused on fucking the girl as hard as he could, she didn't want to have any foreplay, she didn't want him to talk...apparently he was just supposed to fuck her hard and get off...he was okay with that. ~~~ It was all getting blurred now. Her eyes were open and she knew that this wasn't JR inside of her, that this was someone else, someone that she had given permission to use her this way. But when they closed, she could still see him, still feel him. She was breathing heavy, her pulse racing, and every time she would close her eyes, she'd end up moaning in spite of herself. Her hand dropped from his mouth and she clutched him tightly, muscles contracting and relaxing around his cock. She grabbed one of his hands and placed it on her breast, lightly kneading and squeezing the mound of flesh with his hand. ~~~ Trevor let Charlie put his hands wherever she wanted, he had no idea what the chick wanted so he was just along for the ride. He rolled his hips the way most girls seemed to love and kneaded her ass with his other hand the way he did her breast. He growled again at the feel of it and his body started make his thrusts a little unsteady. ~~~ He felt good and she hated it. Charlie moved a hand up to tangle fingers in his blond locks, tugging sharply on the curls as she moaned. She was practically writhing against his dick, the slight twist of his hips on his upward strokes making her toes curl. She was losing it. She was losing control of herself, of the moment. She opened her eyes to try and take it back but the water was splashing off the wall of the shower, hot and hard, stinging her eyes and she had to close them once more, gasping for breath as her body started to shudder. "Stop," she whispered, but the word was barely audible. And even if he had heard it, she was wrapped around him in such a way as to make that impossible. And since she couldn't make it end, she gave in, orgasming hard, her muscles contracting around him almost impossibly tight. ~~~ Trevor didn't know that the goal was for her not to get off, a guy likes to have the girl he's fucking orgasm, means he did good...usually. He didn' t hear her say stop, if he had he would have in a second but instead he kept thrusting and hitting a spot deep inside her that was obviously triggering her orgasm. He growled and cried out as he emptied himself deep inside Charlie. He held her tight to him as he tried to catch his breath and bit at her shoulder. ~~~ Charlie was too busy trembling to be angry at first. She was too busy riding the high of her orgasm to react. But once she started to come back down, once she started to regain control of herself again, she was pissed off. Charlie gave him a bit of a shove as she fought to dismount him and get her feet back beneath her. "You weren't supposed to do that!" Her face was flushed from both climax and anger as she moved to grab up her clothes and start pulling them back on quickly. "I don't do that. I don't just... get off with anybody." If she hadn't made that remark, then surely he would have thought she was referring to the fact that he came inside her. But no, that wasn't the problem. She was on the shot so she couldn't get knocked up again. But he'd made her lose control and that wasn't okay! But at least now she knew that she still could. ~~~ Trevor was not expecting the reaction Charlie gave him. He let her go, he made sure she didn't fall but he stepped back and looked at her a little confused. He was going to say something about losing it inside her but then she continued. "You...didn't want to come?" He asked as he stood back under the shower for a moment, trying to figure out this girl. "You are definitely a different breed of woman Charlie." He said as he rinsed his hair again so it wouldn't dry funny. ~~~ "I get to be in control of that!" Charlie practically yelled it at him, shooting him a dirty look over her shoulder. "I get to say when and how and with who. Always." She looked genuinely upset by this turn of events. And she was. She was very fucking upset. This had been a horrible day and it just... It kept getting worse in her mind's eye. "If I keep my eyes open, it doesn't happen. But the water kept.. getting in my face and..." She turned around and smacked him in the arm, though not hard. "You fucking felt good, okay?" A compliment, yes, in a weird sort of way. "And you're not supposed to... I don't have to like it. You don't get a say in that, understand?" ~~~ Trevor looked at her, not phased by her outburst. He had dealt with some fucked up shit on the street so Charlie wasn't all that crazy to him at the moment. "Well if you ever feel like it again, we won't fuck in the shower and you can keep your eyes open and you will have all the control." He wasn't being condescending, he was being serious. She didn't want to get off that's her issue, he on the other hand was all about getting off. He smiled at her when she smacked him and then laughed. "Okay good to know." He licked his bottom lip and then nodded. "Okay, I don't get a say." He repeated as he grabbed a towel and started drying off. ~~~ He responded well to her. It was quite troubling, actually. She frowned a bit and then she had to ask, "Have you been committed before?" He seemed really at ease with her... issues. Charlie found herself smiling in spite of herself, eying him cautiously for a moment. "Good. Okay. Glad that's.. settled but..." She sighed. "You may not get to see me again after today." A frown pursed her lips. "Riley's probably going to send me away again when he finds me." ~~~ Trevor wrapped the towel around his waist and shook his head. "No, I've never been committed but I lived on the street for months and most of those people should be committed. Why?" He asked as he turned off the shower now that it was cold and leaned on the damp wall looking at the beautiful girl in front of him. He frowned at her next few words though. "Wait...Riley? Why would Riley have that kind of control over you...and would it have something to do with the blood on you when you got here?" ~~~ "Just curious," Charlie replied with a small shrug of her shoulders. She was dressed now, hanging back toward the wall so she wouldn't get her clothes drenched. And now she'd opened a serious can of worms that she wasn't sure she wanted to really dig into. But she'd already said it so... "Because he has custodianship of me. I'm-" She made air quotes over her next words, "Mentally incompetent." She shrugged and added, "Fancy terminology for fucked up but whatever. I kinda... stabbed someone with a letter opener." She frowned. "But he deserved it!" ~~~ The blonde took the answer for what it was and then shook his head so his hair would fall the way he wanted. Trevor frowned at her and scrunched his nose. "That fucking sucks, I mean you shouldn't be sent off somewhere." He said as he crossed his arms over his chest. "this person must have pissed you right off to get stabbed like that, I'm sure they did deserve it." Trevor said with the same tone as before, totally serious. ~~~ Charlie was frowning still, but it was nice to have someone actually take her side, even if he didn't know the whole story. "He brought some whore to our house. Our house, where I live, where our daughter was sleeping in her room, and they.. did things." Maybe stabbing him was a bit extreme, but Charlie was an extreme kind of person. "Riley would have never done that without his influence because... he's a bad person and I don't like him." She had a pout upon her lips as she concluded, "It isn't fair. It isn't fair that he gets to do all these things that hurt me and then I get punished for it." And that was the way that it felt most of the time. ~~~ Trevor raised an eyebrow at Charlie while she talked and then shook his head. “Well that was a shitty thing for him to do.” He continued to listen and nodded, not knowing anything about what the fuck she was saying but he had a feeling to just go with it. “I don’t know riley but if you say he wouldn’t than I believe you.” Trevor shivered, he needed some clothes now, the shower was way less warm than it was. “you shouldn’t get punished for it, he should.” ~~~ "You really think so?" Charlie asked, not sure whether or not she should believe him. He could just be agreeing with her because he wanted to fuck her again. Guys did stuff like that. "Do you live here? On campus? In a dorm?" If he did, maybe she could convince him to let her hide out with him for a couple of days. She wasn't ready to go back and face the music just yet but she was kidding herself when she said that she could run away. ~~~ “I think so, maybe stabbing him wasn’t the best thing to do, but understand the motivation behind it.” In some ways he did, Charlie was obviously crazy so that wasn’t good but he did get it, he wanted Rez punished for leaving him and Adam in that house. “I live with my uncle and brother off campus.” He said with a slight frown. “I’d let you come with me, but…I don’t know what Rez would say to that.” ~~~ "He'd flip," Charlie admitted with a bit of a laugh and then gave a small shrug of her shoulders. "Oh well. It was worth a shot, right?" She forced a smile on her lips. "It was fun meeting you." She started to move past him so that she could just go. Maybe she could find somewhere else to hide out for a while. ~~~ Trevor looked at her for a second. “Oh you know my uncle…sorry.” He watched as she started to leave and he frowned. “Are you going to hide out somewhere? There are vacant dorms…it’s possible to hide there.” ~~~ "Yeah, I know him. We were institutionalized together for a while." Now that he had realized she was pretty much insane there was no reason for her to not tell him about that little detail. "You should tell him I said hello. He'll love that." She smirked. A brow arched when he suggested a vacant dorm, biting her lower lip slightly. "You think I could get away with that?" ~~~ Trevor didn’t know much about his uncle being institutionalized, so that had surprised him. “Oh well, trust me I will tell him you said hi.” He grinned and then nodded at her. “yeah why not, they are locked up but I’m sure I can pick the lock and then you could hide in like the furthest one away. As long as the security don’t decide to go in, which why would they if the door is locked. I could bring you some blankets and food…cause it would be cold in there.” ~~~ "You can tell him you fucked me if you want." Charlie gave a small shrug of her shoulders. "If you wanna piss him off, that is." She smirked a bit. "You'd do that for me?" Would it be better to go back right away and deal with things or would it be better to give it a few days for things to cool off? She wasn't really sure. "Would you come visit me? Keep me company?" ~~~ “Oh trust me I want to piss him off, it’s the highlight of my day to piss him off. I just wish I knew something that would make him lose it.” He walked over to his locker to pull out his jeans, yanking them on over his chilled skin. “yeah sure, you need to lay low for a couple days, I totally get that.” He looked at her with a smile and nodded. “Yeah of course I would.” ~~~ "You wanna make him lose it?" Charlie asked, a smirk gracing her lips. "Don't tell him about me yet," she decided as she walked over to the mirror to check and make sure she didn't look totally ridiculous right now. "I mean you can tell him that you met me, but just say it casually and then..." She turned to face him and replied, "You help me lay low for a couple of days so that I maybe won't get shipped off to the nuthouse again and I'll help you make your uncle lose it. Deal?" ~~~ Trevor looked at the girl suspiciously for a second and then smiled at her. “You have a way for me to really piss him off?” He asked nearly vibrating with excitement. “okay I won’t tell him I had sex with you yet.” He bit his lip and nodded. “Deal, let’s get you set up in a dorm Charlie.” ~~~ "Definitely," Charlie replied. They could start the stage by him meeting her. That would get under Rez's skin but it wouldn't be so bad. But then... "Have you ever had sex with a man before?" A random question, but if her plan was going to work, he'd have to be convincing. She pushed herself away from the sink to follow him on the task of finding her a room to stay in. ~~~ Trevor yanked a shirt on over his head and he was glad his face was in his shirt when she asked her question. “I’m sorry?” He shoved his feet into his sneakers and headed out of the locker room. “I have had sex with guys before, why is that important to the devious plan inside that beautiful head of yours?” ~~~ "Just curious. I mean not that you strike me as gay but..." Charlie gave a small shrug of her shoulders. If it was going to work, he'd have to be willing to say that he'd fucked a man so... it was rather important. She smirked a bit at the question and then shook her head. "Not telling. You get no details until you hold up your end of the bargain." She poked him in the ribs with a smile. ~~~ Trevor shrugged and then flicked his hair out of his eyes. “Yeh I have, not a big deal.” He cleared his throat as they made their way towards the empty dorms, Trevor headed for the one least likely to be used, the furthest away. He crouched at the door and pulled a slim case out of his pocket and then pulled out a couple thin tools and started to pick the lock. It didn’t take long before it swung open. “Ladies first.” He said with a grin. ~~~ "I don't think so." Charlie paused and then added, "I've fucked women. My first orgasm ever was with a woman, actually. A nurse." She gave a small shrug of her shoulders and then added, "Fucking is fucking. It doesn't really matter who has what parts." She preferred men over women, sure, but that didn't mean she wouldn't fuck a girl if the mood struck her. Why cross out possibilities? She watched as he picked the lock and then smirked as she headed into the room. It wasn't bad. She could actually get used to it. It wasn't as nice as her room en suite at Riley's house but... "This'll do," she decided as she flopped down on the bed.