Green Eyes, Blue Your Secrets are Gone and So Are You

by SanctuaryObsessed

Sequel to 'To Charity and All Those Unknown'. 10 years later and Charity's past is coming back to haunt her. Between High School Popularity and trying to keep her past a secret, things get out of hand. When the hearing grows closer, the attacks become more frequent. Charity is trying so hard to hide her past as a slave and a killer but too many people are digging. Sean/Nick Slash.

1. Chapter 1

I'm back and happy to write! Hope you like.

There was a room. In this room was a large double bed covered in soft light blue linen sheets. The pillows were neatly position and the sheets were smooth. Propped against the pillows were a white Teddy and a Unicorn pillow pet.

There was a bookshelf overflowing with different books. On the sides of the bookshelf there was photo upon photo blue tacked to the side. Across from the bookshelf was a wall covered in paintings and drawings of all sorts of genre, some were dark gruesome looking art while others showed flamboyance and character.

Opposite the bed were a desk and a cupboard, the cupboard much like the book shelf, covered in memos, photos and school work. The desk had a laptop open and running, stuck on the home page; it was a picture of two boys and a girl. There was law and art books scattered across the glass surface, some opened to different pages.

Around the room there were little trinkets, souvenirs. A Koala teddy bear from Australia, a snow globe of the Eiffel Tower from France. A picture of two men and a young girl in Vienna. Little things that wouldn't seem significant to any other than the occupant of the room.

On the bedside table were a lamp and a picture. The picture was of two men, one with short brown hair and a leather jacket, the other with shaven hair and a grey suit. They happily had their arms behind each other's backs. On each of their left hands was a golden band on their ring finger, they were married.

The lights were dimmed and there was music playing through earphones on the bed, an iPod was alight with 'Too Close' by Alex Clare.

The music was going to deaf ears. The ear phones were plugged into teenager's ears, she was stunningly beautiful with golden hair surrounding her form, slim features and an appreciative chest. She was dressed in loose black pants and a grey hoodie and some socks she'd stolen from her father.

She was curled up on top of the bed and was sleeping soundly; the only sounds in the room were her breathing and the dull hum of the music.

This girls name was Charity Bancroft-Burkhardt-Renard. She had been a child slave, she was a murderer, she had lost all of her family and gained one, she was the daughter of two men and she was months away from attending a court hearing in which she would lock up the horrible men that had abused her and so many other children.

She was determine.

Short first chapter, I know. Hope you enjoy don't worry, it gets better in the next chapter.