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She Talks To Angels

1

Charlie stopped her car as she came up to the town sign that proudly stated that Holmes Chapel was a town of kind people and history. The history part was true, but of course Charlie knew first hand that the town wasn’t entirely full of kind people. There were a few here and there, but a mass majority of them were judgmental and horrible people who made her life miserable. If she had her way she would have never come back to this place, but despite the fact that her mother was a drug addict the woman was still a decent parent in the beginning before her father died and she turned to alcohol and then drugs to mask the pain she felt when she lost him. Even though Charlie had been seventeen when it happened she was still old enough to know that her mother was far from okay, and with the people in town constantly reminding the widow about her husband’s death it was hard for her to escape that pain.

A deep breath fell from pink lips and her eyes closed for a moment to suck in another deep breath of air before she finally put the car back into drive and made her way down the familiar road that cut through the middle of town. She drove past her old workplace, a small diner in the heart of town, which was also right around the corner from the bakery where she spent most of her time with the only one who ever truly made her feel normal. As she drove past the school she slowed the car to a crawl and thought back to the days where she would meet him outside and walk with him to work every day. The bleachers of the futball field where she made out with him when they decided to skip class. He was her saving grace and although she had mostly good memories of him there was still the last one which still left a hole in her heart.

Flashback:

“What do you mean you’re leaving?”

Charlie could feel his green eyes watching her as she hurried around her bedroom throwing clothes and necessities into a couple suitcases. She could feel the pain in his voice and it only made it that much harder for her.

“I can’t stay here anymore, Harry. I just need to go.”

She didn’t look up at him, because she was afraid that if she did he would convince her to stay. It wasn’t until he finally rushed forwards and forced her to turn to him that she saw the tears in his eyes and it completely broke her.

“I can’t do this anymore.” She sobbed.

Harry let out a deep sigh and immediately pulled her smaller body into his arms, holding her tightly as if she would break if he didn’t hold her together. He knew the constant reminders and taunting from the townspeople were killing her and he knew that seeing her mother on the couch with a strange man as she sold her body for drug money was enough to make the strongest of people fall apart. As much as he wanted her to stay he knew that if he did convince her to it would break her completely. He could feel it. Her soul was tormented and tired from the constant pain and she needed a break. She needed to heal.

“I know, love. I know.” He soothed, kissing her head as he allowed her to sob until his shirt was wet with her tears.

It wasn’t until she calmed down that he finally let go then he proceeded to help her pack up her bags. Charlie was surprised at first, but thankful that he was allowing her to go because it was hard enough for her to leave him as it was. He helped her pack her car and even went as far as giving her all the money he had saved up the past year.

“Harry, I can’t take this…”

“Yes, you can. Just promise me you’ll be safe.”

He cupped her cheeks with his hands and stared down at her with fresh tears filling his eyes.

“I love you, Charlie.” He said as his voice wavered. “I will always love you.”

His lips crashed onto hers, sealing his promise with one last kiss before he got in his car and was gone. Shortly after Charlie got in her car and sped off out of the city limits. When she came to the ‘Come Back Soon’ sign she slammed on the breaks and spent a good hour sobbing in her car, wondering if she was making the right decision.

In the end she put the car in drive and never looked back.

End Flashback

Of course that was until she had gotten the call last night from Anne Cox, her mother’s former best friend and coworker as well as Harry’s adopted mother. She worked as a nurse with Charlie’s mother up until her father’s death and Charlie had been waiting for a call from her some day. She just hoped it wouldn’t have been so soon. Five years had passed, but it was definitely not enough time for her to recover from all the trauma she went through as a child and teenager.

As she pulled up to the small hospital Charlie was filled with dread. She knew there would be familiar people in there who knew her mother. Ones that surely wanted the woman to just die already and didn’t want to help her at all, even though their jobs forced them to. It took her a few minutes, but she finally managed to find the courage to go inside. Thankfully Anne was there to meet her and immediately wrapped her up in a tight hug which she desperately needed.

“Look at you. You look so grown up and beautiful.” Anne teared up a little as she held the young woman by her shoulders to get a proper look at her. She thought of Charlie as her second daughter and would have gladly let her into her family, but even after asking Charlie to stay all those years ago she knew she had to let her go.

“I’m sorry I never called… I… I just needed to forget about this place for a while.” Charlie said, feeling guilty for not calling the woman who had done so much for her after her father died and her mother spiraled out of control.

“It’s alright, honey. I understand. I’m just happy you’re here and healthy.” She said as she gave her one last hug before finally letting go. “I’ll take you to Laura now. She still hasn’t woken up yet.”

Charlie nodded and reluctantly followed Anne down the halls, trying to ignore the stares she received. When they finally came to the room she hesitated out in the hallway for a moment before finally stepping in and coming face to face with the woman who she used to call her mother and best friend. The last time Charlie saw her she screamed at her daughter for messing things up for her and even went as far as slapping her across the face before chasing after the man who was supposed to give her the drug money she needed.

She stood frozen in the doorway as her breath started to quicken. Faint concerned words came from Anne, but Charlie couldn't hear. She immediately turned around and rushed out of the room, only stopping when she slammed into a firm body. The wind was knocked from her lungs and she nearly fell backwards, but the person she ran into quickly grabbed into her.

“Charlie?! Charlie, are you okay?”

Charlie glanced up at the blurry face, almost immediately picking out the familiar features of the man who she had never stopped thinking about since she left him all those years ago.

“Harry…”

Harry let out a curse as Charlie’s body went limp in his arms as she fainted.

“Somebody help me!” He called out as he lifted her off the floor to carry her closer to the nurse who was heading his way. “It’s alright, love. I’ve got you.”

Notes

This story is loosely based on the new show Roswell. Pretty good so far.

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