Charlie's life couldn't be worse at the moment. Charlie and Brax's secret relationship was over due to the fact the he kept lying to her. Ruby, her daughter wasn't talking to her because of this. Charlie felt like nobody in the bay understood the pain she was going through, she couldn't confide in anyone.

Charlie sat at the table in Leah's house thinking of the ways she could just escape this whole thing. She had thought of a few but none were realistic except one and that was to get drunk. Charlie decided it was best to call work that she was sick and couldn't come in. The next thing on her list to do was try and persuade Leah who just got home to go to Angelo's and pick up a case of wine. Leah reluctantly did so for her because Leah knew Charlie was in no state to see Brax at the moment.

Leah came home with what Charlie asked for; Leah was concerned about how much alcohol Charlie wanted.

"Charlie, why did you want so much?" Leah asked with a lot of curiosity.

"Well we are out and to save going back again I thought we could stock up," Charlie said, trying to hide the lie she just told, if Leah knew she was planning to drink it all Leah would make sure she stopped Charlie.

"Okay, fair enough, I'm going to go to Miles's, will you be alright?"

"Yea, I am planning to have an early night." Charlie said vaguely.

Leah soon left after that and it was time for Charlie to start drinking. Charlie opened bottle number one and put flicked the TV on, it was a romantic movie, all Charlie wanted to do was throw up. How could anyone fall in love, when people cheat and lie and do things that are meant to. She flicked through the channels, there wasn't much on TV. Charlie started to watch a documentary about Animal Cruelty. Charlie heard the door open, unfazed by who it was she just continued to ignore whoever it was. Ruby walked in glanced at Charlie and gave her a disappointing look, then went in to her bedroom to collect some books.

Charlie didn't feel comfortable at the house anymore, so she put on her shoes and headed outside with a bottle of wine in her hand and one tucked in her bag. She had no idea where to head so she decided to just roam around the streets until she got bored. Charlie had finished one bottle and decided that she wanted to go to work, without even thinking Charlie set off to go to work.

Charlie arrived at the station walking into her office without anyone noticing. Charlie sat down and started going through some paperwork when suddenly Constable Watson walked in, Watson was shocked to see Charlie sitting there with a bottle of wine on the desk and not in her uniform.

"Charlie, I thought you were sick," Watson said, still confused.

"I-I- I wanted to put Darryl Braxton behind bars, and I was bored at home." Charlie said, slurring her words.

"You should go home Charlie, you obviously upset and drinking your problems away." Watson said studying Charlie's drunken behaviour.

"I'm the boss, you can't tell me what to do!"

"Come on Charlie, I'll drive you home"

Charlie willing agreed to go home with Watson. Just as they were about to hop in the car, Charlie let out a little shriek and ran for the nearest bin! Watson disgusted asked Charlie if she was going to throw up again. Charlie felt confident that she wasn't.

They were nearing Leah's house when they saw Brax.

"Stop, Stop, Stop! Let me out!" Charlie cried.

"Why?" Watson asked intrigued by Charlie's behaviour.

"I need to put Brax behind bars!" Charlie once again said with force. Watson didn't have a chance to say anything else before Charlie was out of the car.

"Darryl Braxton, you're under arrest" Charlie slurred while struggling to get out of the car without losing her balance.

"What for now?" Brax asked, getting slightly annoyed.

"For breaking people's heart," Charlie said powerfully, while grabbing Brax and putting handcuffs on him.

"Charlie, you can't arrest him for that," Watson said as she stopped Charlie putting the hand cuffs on.

"I can and I will,"

"I'll take her home, I have to get my brother from her house" Brax said, grabbing Charlie's hand.