Again I was listening to a song and this came up. This is going to be a short series of chapters and I'll see how far this goes.

Disclaimer: I don't own Law and Order: CI


In New York City's war on crime, the worst criminal offenders are pursued by the detectives of the Major Case Squad. These are their stories.

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A young boy around fifteen years old got out of his apartment complex carrying a jewelry box in his left hand. He toke a subway and walked a couple of blocks until he arrived at Central Park. There was his best friend/sort of girlfriend sitting on a bench waiting for him. Her light brown hair was blowing with the wind, but she was starting to get cold as she kept tightening her green jacket around her. When she looked up and saw him, she smiled big as she ran to greet him. "Charles!" she yelled while running towards him. He smiled a bit as he gave her a huge hug. "Charles, I'm so glad that you came. I wasn't sure if you would have made it." He chuckled. "I thought you couldn't make it with you busy schedule your parents plan for you." She smiled as she gave him a peck on the cheek. "Charles" she said softly. "I think we should move our relationship further." Charles' eyes widened. "No, no, no, not that further, I was thinking maybe we can like start going out on real dates, going to romantic places and maybe even kiss?" Charles looked down. "I know you don't want to have a relationship with me but can't you just realize that I love you?" Charles looked up into her eyes. "Please don't say that Charlotte." Charlotte loosened her grip as she looked taken aback. "I don't want you to fall in love with a monster like me, after my mother's death and with my father, I just don't want you to get hurt…I don't even know why I bought this." Charles toke his left hand off Charlotte and opened up his hand. Charlotte's eyes began to tear. "It's a promise ring" Charles began to explain. "It a ring that someone gives to someone else promising to never leave them. I care about you Charlotte, but I don't want you to be in love with a monster." Charlotte began to cry as she grabbed the box from his hand and hugged him tightly. "I can't give you any promises" she whispered in his ear. "But eventually Charles, you will admit to me one day that you love me." Charles sighed. "Until I'm not a monster, I can never see that happen." Charlotte playfully slapped him on the arm. "Of course you are. Wait and see." She then looked down at her watch. "Oh my god! I'm late! I gotta go Charles. I'll see ya tomorrow same time same place?" He nodded. "Okay then." She kissed him lightly on the cheek and began to sprint. "Bye Charles" she said while waving her hand until she could no longer see him.

"Bye Charles" a squeaky voice said behind his back. Charles turned around to see a muscular sixteen year old man with a high school jacket on with two boys similar to him on both of his sides. "You're pathetic Porter" the guy said with his masculine voice. "I still don't understand why she's in love with a maniac like you." Charles sighed. "For the last time, I am not in love with her Hancock." Hancock and his boys began to laugh. "Yeah sure" Hancock said. "You just don't want her to fall for a nut job like you. You might as well hand her over to me, and she'll be mine in no time." Charles began to close his eyes trying to ignore him. "Maybe with some persuasion, she would sleep with me in under a week. Oh her body would be so good next to mine." That's when Charles lost it. He began to lash out a Hancock but failed when his boys grabbed him by the arms. "Come on boys! Let's take him back to the truck." With that, Charles was being dragged through Central Park thinking that he was never going to be seen again.


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