V-Day
Molly and Charles' Valentine's weekend(ish). Just a story in 2017 only 2 chapters long.
A:N: Chapter 9 of Army Regulations is being put on hold as I don't want it to be too late after Valentine's Day/weekend.
A/N 2: I've done it so it is 2 days, but later in years:) enjoy x
Friday 13th February 2017
Charles picked up their home phone, "hi mum - yeah we would be delighted to - tonight at 8? - yeah we will be there - I'll see you later - bye!" Charles put down the phone and walked into the living room to find Molly watching Tipping Point and on her phone, "Molly it's mums birthday party today. It starts at 8 and I said we would be going."
"Yeah sure, baggsy going in the shower first!" Molly leapt up from her seat on the sofa and ran up the stairs, "and don't even think about joining me, you need to get the clothes ready."
"You can't do that to me Molls!"
"Yes I can, and I have done." Molly locked the bathroom door and left Charles standing at in the living room, starstruck.
He walked up the stairs and into their bedroom to get their clothes ready. He pulled out a crease-free Brioni Vanquish II suit and some shoes to match. His suit was in the expensive range which his mum, dad and himself all chipped in to buy for him. And for Molly, he pulled out the dress that she wore on their first date (he always thought she looked perfect in that dress, but then she could be perfect wearing anything) and a pair of black high heels.
Molly walked out the shower with a towel wrapped around her hair and a towel wrapped under her arms. She walked into their bedroom while she was watching Charles scrolling through his phone, "I've finished now Charlie."
He looked up from his phone and kissed her on the cheek, "cheers babe, won't be long. I hope you like the dress I picked out for you." He walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on.
Molly finished drying herself and put her knickers and bra on and was about to dry her hair when Charles walked out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. He walked behind her, took the hairdryer and brush off her and dried her hair. Molly loved it when he did this because he was so gentle and soft. When her hair was dried, she turned around to face him to say thanks however before she did, Charles put a finger on her lips then took her face in his hands and kissed her, powerfully and passionately. He walked forwards, making Molly walk backwards and into the wall. She tried pushing him away by pushing against his chest with her hands. Charles released his grip on Molly's face, grabbed her hands and placed them above her head. Molly managed to pull her head away, "Charles! We have to get ready, your mum will have us in the doghouse if we are late!"
"We have another hour yet Molls." Charles continued to kiss Molly but because she was so small, she managed to sneak under his arms and he just stood their speechless and turned around, mouth wide open. Molly giggled, "just wait till tomorrow Molly. I'll get my own back" Charles winked at her.
They continued to get dressed and were ready just in time to leave. Because it was a warm winter night, they decided to walk and it was only a 10 minute walk from their house. They both turned the lights off in the house and Charles took the keys of the key rack. He opened the front door for Molly and then walked behind her so he could lock it. They walked out the drive whilst Charles was putting the keys in his jeans pocket and once he finished, he took Molly's hand in his and they continued to walk down the street.
5 minutes later...
Charles knocked on his parents door and it was opened by his mother, Diane. She was late fifties and about 5" 6' whereas his father, Frank was about 6"1, and in his early sixties, which Molly guessed was where Charles got his height from. Charles kissed his mother on the cheek, so did Molly. But then Charles shook his fathers hand except Molly who kissed him on the cheek again. They took their shoes off in the hallway and were given a glass of champagne by Charles' brother, Hugo. Hugo was a few years younger than Charles but was still ever the gentleman but cheeky. He handed Molly a glass of champagne and kissed her hand, "Miss Molly Dawes, what a pleasure it is to see you again."
"And you Hugo." He released his grip on her hand.
"Hands off, she's mine!" Charles said immediately and Hugo stepped back and winked at Molly then he walked into the living room.
They were then greeted by a photographer. Charles and Molly faced each other at angle with Molly's left hand round Charles' waist and Charles' right hand round Molly's waist, "aw! You two are the cutest couple I've seen so far!" The photographer, Ed, was one of Charles' childhood friend who recently came out gay.
"Thanks, Ed!"
"No problem Charles, anything for a mate."
They then walked into the living room and were greeted by Diane's and Frank's family and friends. Frank recently started his new job as a bank manager, he made loads of new friends who have never met either of them two. They all introduced themselves and they all said how young Molly looked but how pretty she was. Charles went to get another drink of champagne for him and Molly, but returned to find Hugo dancing with Molly on the 'dance floor' in the spare room where a few other couples were dancing. He walked over to them and coughed, "Hugo, what have I said?"
"Sorry Charles." He nodded to Molly, "I'll catch up with you later." And he then went over to sit on the sofa, whilst Charles put their drinks on the nearest table.
"Why were you dancing with Hugo?" Charles was always a victim of jealousy when it came to Molly but he also didn't trust his brother.
"Because he asked me to. Charles! He's your brother, he wouldn't do such a thing!"
"Well he did with Rebecca! I just don't trust him alone with you, he's unpredictable. Careless even."
"It won't happen again, I promise."
"Good. Now, can we dance?"
"Yes, we can." Charles wrapped his arms around Molly's waist whilst she wrapped her arms round his neck, "I love you."
"Ditto." Charles leant in to kiss Molly. He pushed her mouth open and swept his tongue into her mouth and Molly did the same, until their tongues were having a duel. They eventually pulled apart after Charles said he needed to go to the toilet, so Molly went into the kitchen to get another drink for them but didn't realised she was being followed...
She took the bottle of champagne and poured it into her glass and then Charles' and her the kitchen door lock. Some arms sneaked behind her and controlled her hands so they gently put the glasses down, "You went to the toilet quick seeming its 3 floors up." She turned around and realised it was Hugo, "Hugo, what are you-" she was cut off by Hugo's mouth on hers.
Hugo pushed her into the fridge and continued to kiss her whilst grabbing her hands, tightly. She went to scream but couldn't make a sound and Hugo started to undress himself and Molly. By this time, Charles was back from the toilet and asked his mum where Molly was. She said she hadn't seen Molly since he went to the toilet. He looked around the room to find Hugo to ask him, but couldn't find him either. His face suddenly dropped and he jogged to the kitchen, closely followed by his parents. He went to open the door but realised it was locked. He turned around to face his parents, "Where's the kitchen key? Hugo has Molly." He said calmly the first time but none of them moved because they were in shock, "Where's the fucking key?"
"It's upstairs in the drawing room on the fourth floor." Frank went to go up the stairs but because he was early 60's he wasn't fast enough for Charles' liking.
"I'm sorry Mum, but it has to be done." Charles kicked the door twice, which caused a commotion behind him. He kicked the door two more times and then it finally opened.
Charles ran around the breakfast bar towards the fridge to find Molly's hands above her head and her struggling to get out of Hugo's grip with her dress zip loose, but not fully undone. He grabbed Hugo by the shoulders, pulled him off Molly and punched him round the face. Hugo bent over and spat out a tooth and some blood. He looked up at Charles and went to punch him back, but Charles had lightening quick reflexes and grabbed his hand with his left-hand. Hugo glanced up at Charles and found himself being punched between the eyes, which knocked him to the floor, "Don't you fucking touch Molly, ever again! I never want to see your face again!"
Whilst this was happening, Molly sank to the floor, head in her hands crying. Charles walked over to her and sat down next to her. He draped his arm over her shoulder and then under her legs to lift her into his lap. She cried into his chest while Charles was saying sweet nothings into her ear and kissing the top of her head. Ed walked into the room at this point, while everyone was staring in disbelief at the three of them. Ed helped Hugo up off the floor and walked him to his room on the second floor. Frank stopped Ed and Hugo for a few seconds only to say in disgust, "You have until Monday to find a place to live." Hugo's head dropped to the floor, "that's twice now. We never brought you up like this." Ed then helped carry Hugo into his room.
Diane and Frank walked into the kitchen to see if Molly was alright, but they were beckoned away with a nod from Charles.
"Molly, look at me. Please." Charles lifted Molly's chin up, "please."
Molly looked up at Charles, "can we go? Please."
"Yeah, let me say goodbye to mum and dad first." Charles lifted Molly up off his lap and stood up. He took her hand to help her up and zipped up her dress. She straightened her hair and wiped her eyes, "you alright?"
"Not really."
"Stupid question."
Molly laughed while drying her eyes, "a bit yeah."
Charles took Molly's hand and walked out the kitchen to his mum and dad, "I'm so sorry Molly. I really am. I don't know what got in to him, but you won't see him again. We can guarantee. I'm just extremely sorry." Frank hugged Molly then did Diane.
"We are going to go now mum and dad. She needs an early night for tomorrow."
Molly's head piped up, "tomorrow?"
"Yeah. It's Valentines Day. I want to spoil my girl, especially after tonight."
"You really don't have to Charles."
"I do, honestly." Molly smiled back at him, "I would say thanks for a good night, but I can't really say that now." They all nodded.
"Well, he has Monday to find a place to live. We don't want anything to do with him anymore, that's twice now."
Charles nodded in appreciation, "we best be off then. Night mum and dad."
"Have a good night. And enjoy tomorrow Molly. I'm sure Charles has a lot of surprises in store." Diane held Molly's shoulder, in a reassuring grip. They left the house after saying goodbye to Diane and Frank.
Charles took Molly's hand in his like they did on the way to the party, and they started walking home, "I'm so sorry about him Molly. I really am. I'm glad mum and dad have sorted him out, he needs a right bollocking. He's lucky I haven't put him on charge for rape."
"Charles, shhh. It's happened. It may not be very nice but it's in the past. We can't do anything about it now and more importantly, it's not your fault."
"Well it fucking is! I've never trusted that prick since he did the same thing to Rebecca, except she actually liked it. I'll never forgive him."
"Is that why you divorced then?"
"Not really. She didn't like me going on tour, but the army is all I've ever dreamt of."
"I'm sorry."
"What for? You have nothing to be sorry for."
"It's my fault. If I never got involved with Bashira, you'd still be in the army."
"But Molly, even if I was still in the army, I wouldn't go out on tour. You need to understand that. You're more important than the army, way, way more important."
"I'm still sorry."
"You have to promise me something. We will never bring this conversation up again." Charles held out his pinky.
"Pinky promise? Really?" They both laughed.
Molly interlocked her pinky with Charles, "I promise."
"Now, can we get home so we can finish off what we were doing before we had to go out."
Molly jumped on Charles' back, "God Molls. We need to get your fitness up, your getting a bit heavy now."
Molly slapped him round the back of the head, "cheeky git."
Charles laughed and carried Molly home, excited for what Charles had prepared for tomorrow.