Chapter 1

She walks into her apartment building, exhausted. It had been a long day at at the office. Between court and their drawn out staff meeting with the D.A. she was ready to call it a night. She walks over to the security office, knocking lightly.

"Come in" a voice called out.

"Hey Tom" she greets the older gentleman as she walks into the room.

"Miss Novak" he smiles warmly.

"Auntie Casey!"

"Hello Luke, how was your day? She hugs him closely "How'd that math test go?"

"Good, I got a 91%, my teacher was really proud cause I got the highest in the class"

She hugs him once again "I'm proud of you Bugger. We'll go for ice cream this weekend to celebrate ok?" he nods happily "Good now go get your book bag while I talk to Tom for a minute" she turns to the head security, whom she had come to think of as a really good friend "How was he today?" she asked when Luke was out of the room.

"Good. Really Good. I think he is settling in well"

Luke was her younger sister, Samantha's son. Samantha and her husband Robert were involved in a fatal car accident six months prior, leaving the seven year old in her care. "Thank you so much Tom. I can't explain how much I appreciate everything"

"Hey! What are friends for?" he smiles, a gesture that she gladly returns.

"Auntie Casey, can I stay with Tom for a little while longer. Charlie's pretty mad"

She sighs "I can keep him" the security offers "I'll keep him while you go get things settled. Its fine, I'm on for another three hours anyways"

Casey rubs her temple in an effort to relief the impeding headache "That's probably best, I'll call down when dinner is ready"

"Don't worry about it, I already got him to eat, we'll be fine"

"Ok" she resigned. "Thanks again"

The red-head tentatively makes her way up to their apartment, mentally preparing herself for the argument she knows she is about to face.

"Where have you been?" a voice thunders. "I've been waiting for you for over four hours" in reality it had only been about two hours later that she said she would be home but she knew better than to make that clarification at the moment.

"I phoned to let you know I was going to be late tonight"

"Yes, a little… on the phone you said you would be a little late. Four hours isn't a little late"

"I'm sorry sweetheart, the DA was running late and the meeting was pushed back. I tried calling again but you didn't pick up"

Her red hair went flying around her face as she stumbled backwards from the force of the slap, her hand reflectively reaching to cover her face. Tears welled at her eyes. She feels slender fingers tugging her chin upwards. She was face to face with her girlfriend for the first time today. Looking into grey eyes darkening with anger. The blonde could go from sweet to mean and vice-versa in a nanosecond. It scared Casey how easily her mood could change "Oh baby!" the older of the two by two years patronized her, caressing her cheek "You know how I hate it when you make me worry about you"

"I know baby, I'll be more considerate next time" the red-head kisses her girlfriend softly. Charlie tries to deepen the kiss but Casey pushes her away gently "I should get started on dinner" she murmurs "I have kept you waiting long enough" she picks up her bag and keys off the floor where they had been thrown, placing them on the table closest to the door.

Shrugging off her jacket, she makes her way into the kitchen, reaching into the fridge to take out the pre prepared meatloaf "Hey Baby, I'm feeling like pasta tonight" she yells from the kitchen.

Casey closes her eyes trying to control her temper. Last night Charlotte had demanded that they have meatloaf tonight though Casey had told her that today was going to be a late day for her. She hadn't cared and though the blonde did not work, she refused to help with anything around the house "Baby did you hear me?"

"Yeah sweetheart, I'll get started on it" she places the dish with the meatloaf back into the fridge "Even though I was u all last night getting this ready" she grumbles to herself.

"What did you say baby?" Charlie calls out.

"I was asking if you wanted it done a specific way?" Nice save Case!

"Just simple pasta salad is fine honey"

"Ok, give me twenty minutes"

Busily trying to get everything done, she didn't notice Charlie entering the kitchen until she felt hands snaking around her waist, hair being pulled back, lips attached to her neck. "Charlie…"

"I want you" the older woman whispers huskily into her ear.

"Charlie Please…Let me just get Luke fed then I'm all yours…Please"

"I. Want. You. Now"

Casey closed her eyes, sighing as she holds onto the counter. She knew it was hopeless trying to fight her "Ok" she murmurs as she turns off the stove. Thankfully the food was done.

The blonde pulled her towards their bedroom, throwing her onto the bed "Take your clothes off." She demanded as she undressed herself " I wanna see you"

Knowing exactly what comes after hesitation Casey quickly takes her clothes off. Laying naked in bed waiting for whatever came next. Charlie inspected her body as Casey squirmed uncomfortable under her gaze. The older woman smiled wickedly.

After a few minutes hands were all over her body. Rough and demanding. Trying to keep her tears from falling, staring at the ceiling, she wanted to be anywhere but here. Sex with Charlie had long lost its pleasure factor for the red head. The touches were usually out of anger and a form of punishment.

"Can you pretend to be paying attention while I'm making love to you" the blonde growls angrily.

"I'm sorry…"

"Can you do anything right? God! What am I going to do with you?"

"I'm sorry baby, I'm really sorry" she starts kissing her passionately.

"I don't even want this anymore" Charlie started getting off the bed.

Casey grabbed onto her, knowing full well what would happen if her girlfriend walked out of their bedroom, not sure if her body was up for that tonight she pleaded with her "No baby please. I…I wa…I was just thinking…about all the times we've made love" she lies pulling the blonde closer. "You touching me felt so amazing all the memories came flooding back and I got distracted. I'm sorry" she kissed her once again "Please…Please make love to me. I need you"

"Ok but don't space out on me like that again. I don't like it" Casey closed her eyes as she kissed her forehead.

"I won't, I promise"

The redhead laid there as she had her way with her. The blonde latched onto her neck, her hand making its way between her legs. Casey groans as fingers enter her, feeling Charlie latching down on her breast. She tried to focus on what was happening, scared of getting distracted by thoughts. Moaning every once in a while and after a few minutes her moans became louder and longer, lifting up off the bed "Oh God baby that feels so good." She lies as she faked her orgasm. This had become routine in the last few years. Charlie was smiling smugly "Wow, that felt amazing baby" she pants giving her a quick kiss.

"You always cum so quickly Casey"

"That's because you're so great at making me feel good" she sighs, laying back down.

"Get between my legs. Now!" she gets up quickly doing as she is told "You belong down there, eating me out, now get to work"

Casey begins to lick up and down her slit as Charlie holds her head in place "Faster slut!" the older woman knew how much her insults got to her but degrading her seemed like a huge turn on for the blonde. There was a knock at the door "You better not stop" she warned "I'm so close"

"Auntie Casey!" Luke calls from the hall. "Auntie Casey can you let me in please?"

She instantly freezes but felt her head being held in place "Charlie…Luke" she struggles to say.

"You better not fucking stop or else… The last thing you wanna do is piss me off more than you already have. We both know what'll happen don't we?" she nods meekly "Good now keep going"

"Yes ma'am" she murmurs into her folds.

It took her another ten minutes to get her girlfriend to cum. Charlie, of course, blamed her, that she wasn't a good enough cunt licker anymore which made her nothing more than a worthless slut. After she made her cum, the blonde had just rolled over and gone to bed.

She got out of bed, careful not to wake the sleeping figure, sighing she threw in her robe. Opening their apartment door, tears quickly begin to fall from her eyes when she sees Luke sleeping on the floor using his backpack as a pillow. "Let's go buddy" she lifts him from the floor, putting him in bed and tucking him in.

Eating alone was ritual for her so when she sat down to eating pasta with a glass of white wine it felt normal to her. As she lifted the glass to her lips she couldn't help the voice that popped into her head "You're such a drunk Casey, God! How can you be a good girlfriend and mother when all you do is drink…and you want me to marry you?"

She got up emptying the wine in the sink, suddenly losing her appetite. She cleaned up the kitchen and made her way to the bedroom falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. She was exhausted.

Casey woke to the feeling of a pillow slapping her in the face, she groans opening her eyes to finding Charlie standing over her. She was holding her phone in front of her face, someone was calling. Charlie glared at her "So…Who the hell is Olivia?"

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