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St Eubrie: Charlie White pt 2 (375 hits)

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Submitted by <Kung Fu> (View user info) at 2006-08-11 07:12:18 EDT


While Charlie is on his way to cash his new check and buy more alcohol, young Sam Jones is carefully examining May.

"He hit you again, didn't he?" Sam's small hands curl into fists. Being the smallest person in his class every year taught him a thing or two about fighting, and he wishes for nothing more than to use what he had learned on Charlie White.

May is holding her stomach, still feeling pain there when she tried to move too much. Even still, she wanted to have the trailer cleaned up before Charlie came back in.

"Stop worrying about it, Sam. It's not bad. Besides, he doesn't really mean it. Sometimes he just gets angry, or drunk."

Sam has heard this speech at least a dozen times, and this time was enough for him. "May, listen to me, damn it! You don't have to take this. You can come with me. I have money saved up..."

"No."

"We can go to another town, another state if you want to."

"No, Sam!"

"May, I love--"

May cuts him off quickly, covering his mouth with her petite hand. "But I love him, Sam, can't you understand that?" She takes her hand off of his mouth and puts it on his shoulder. "I like you Sam, you're a good friend. But I love him."

That marks the end of that particular conversation, though in the next three months there would be many more identical to this one. For the moment, Sam helps May clean up the trailer, doing all that he could to make sure Charlie wouldn't have a reason to hit her again.

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A few hours later, Charlie walks back into the Shadowed Oaks trailer park, with two grocery bags in his hands. He had decided he was probably wrong about May that morning, but rather than admit that to her he simply decided to buy her a few things with his check. Just as he reaches the steps tho his front door, it opens for him, and the neighbor kid, Sammy something steps down. Brown eyes meet blue, and Charlie thinks he sees a little fear, and a little anger, in the boy's pale orbs.

"What were you doing in there, boy?" Charlie keeps his tone on the edge of harsh, trying to sound like any curious adult.

"Just...just talking with..with May...sir. Was bored, is all." Sam steps off the steps and holds the door for Charlie, who brushes past him, and pauses in the doorway.

"Play cards, Sammy?"

"I...uh...yes, yes sir."

Charlie nods at him, already thinking of a way to find out what this boy was really up to. "Come by around seven tonight, what do you say?"

"Sure...sir." Sam turns and heads quickly into his trailer.

May is sitting on the couch when he enters, and her eyes light up when he enters. Her smile grows when he hands hera bag of licorice candy, her favorite, and one of the smutty romance novels she so enjoys. Later that afternoon, he fucks her ass there on the couch, thinking of a diferent teenager the whole time. And from his room, Sam Jones watches, putting himself in Charlies place and stroking himself until he comes on a dirty tee shirt.

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Towards the rear of the trailer park, in a double wide marked as number 23, a man hangs up his phone and stares at the wall for a full three minuites. Things were starting to fall apart around him, but there was still a chance it could be saved. His brother is handling things back in Philidelphia, and so long as Antonio stays where he is, everything will be fine.

Easier said than done, he thinks to himself. Living in such poverty was really becoming a burden to Antonio, and he wanted nothing more than to get out of there, back in a nice suit, and to fuck one of those classy broads he would pick up at the VIP lounges. With a mental sigh, he opens a drawer in the kitchen, takes out a snub nosed revolver, and tucks it into the cargo pocket on his pants.

"Time for another card game." The only part of living there Antonio can actually stand, is the bi-weekly card game with Charlie White, the only person worth talking to in the park he had found. He starts laughing to himself as he walks, imagining cleaning out the redskin of his free check.

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Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2006-11-01 22:00:51 EST (#)
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Submitted by houseman (user info) at 2006-08-11 10:43:12 EDT (#)
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Submitted by KungFu (user info) at 2006-08-11 07:35:23 EDT (#)
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Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2006-08-11 07:27:43 (#)
Ranking: 2

Nicely done. I used your character in one of my stories.

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I saw that. I threw in that bit about thinking of the other girl at the last minuite because of it.

Submitted by Bubba2341 (user info) at 2006-08-11 07:28:27 EDT (#)
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Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2006-08-11 07:27:43 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Nicely done. I used your character in one of my stories.


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