Chapter 1

He had her be the lookout for cops, when he'd meet up with his supplier. It had started out as just a few times here and there over the last couple of weeks. But recently it has increased to being more frequent, as in 3 to 4 times a week, at all different times of the day, but he had always had her home before her curfew. So she was shocked to wake up to a text from him saying he needed her right that minute, and he was waiting outside. She decided instead of texting him back and forth, she'd just call him. He picked up, and she immediately started to ramble.

"Charlie are you crazy? what in the hell? I can't leave right now it's….midnight. No way in hell my dad will let me leave. Why would you think it's ok to come to my house at this time? My dad will literally kill you if he sees you-."

He cuts her off "relax, he'll never even know you were gone, you can just climb out your window, and then when we get back, I'll help you get back in. And he's not going to kill me, cause I'm down the block."

Letting out a sigh, she'd throw on a hoodie, and begin to slowly open her bedroom window, careful not have it rattle too much or make too much noise. As she was climbing out, she bumped her head, and somehow cracked the glass. One thin, but noticeable crack now adorned her window. She stood on the awning that was attached to their house, just below her bedroom window. She thought about just climbing back in but figured she was already out, mine as well go with him, and figure out how she was going to pay to fix the window. So she jumped off the awning, and onto to the ground. Stumbling a little, she steadied herself, before she made her way down the block to where he was parked, and hopped into the passenger seat, being met by a cloud of cigarette smoke. They quickly drove off. She didn't know which smell was worse the cigarette, or the smell of stale beer, that hung heavily in the air of the some what new blacked out midsize sedan. She rolled down her window a little hoping to clear the horrific stench that currently occupied her nostrils. When they arrived, she remained seated in the passenger seat, and she thought of ways she could pay for the window. She wasn't old enough to get a job yet, and even though her 15th Birthday was less than a month away she didn't want to risk her dad seeing the crack, and him grounding her until the end of time. She thought about asking her brother but she knew he wouldn't have that kind of money either. So she returned to the thought of applying for jobs, she start looking as soon as possible but for the mean time she resorted to asking Charlie to loan her the money until she could get a job, and pay him back. The window was broke because of him technically, so he owed her. After she made her decision about the window, she began to wonder what was taking so long, as she glanced down at her phone, she realized it had been 45 minutes since they arrived. These little meet ups had never taken longer than 15 to 20 minutes. If she hadn't been so scared of what Charlie would have done, she would have gone in to see what was going on. After another 15 minutes, she thought about walking home, after looking at her surroundings a bit more, she figured out where they were, and it was only about a 20 minute walk to her house. Just as she was about to leave, Charlie re-appeared from inside the abandoned house. He slowly made his way back down the dark path, surrounded with all sorts of weeds, that lead from the street to the single story home, that looked as if it hadn't been taken care of in a good year or two. It was red brick, with off white shillings, one of which was crooked to the side, looking like it was going to fall off at moment now. She was snapped out of it, when the car door to her left started to open.

"Charlie my dad is going to kill me." Erin screamed in a panic glancing down at her phone again. As Charlie climbed into the drivers seat.

"What the hell took so long?" Screaming at him again, and it set him off. Erin has always known Charlie to be a hot-head, and it didn't take much to make him mad. She'd once seen him start a fist fight with a guy, whose backpack ripped, papers flying everywhere, poor guy was so frustrated, but Charlie got pissed at him for being in his way in the hall. He's screamed at her, or got in her face if he didn't like her tone, or she didn't do something immediately. But he has never gotten physical with her. So when he grabbed her at the back of the neck, she froze and whimpered, afraid of what he might do. The look in his eyes sent chills down her spine. Realizing how tense he made her, he let go quickly, but he was now yelling at her

"That's none of your damn business, and don't ask me shit like that ever again. I don't even know why you're having a shit fit, he'll only be mad if he finds out. If, if he finds out, well then you're screwed." He let's out a little chuckle, and she just rolls her eyes, and push herself up against the car door, to try to keep herself as far away from him as possible. Knowing now was not the time to ask him to borrow money. She just kept quiet as they drove back to her house. He asks if she still needs his help getting back in

"No, I'll figure it out, you can just drop me off and leave." She spits at him before opening the door, as she was about to close it, he began to apologize, she didn't really want to hear it, so she just closed the door. He sat there for a few seconds before he sped off. Once she finally got into her house through the open kitchen window, she grabbed a glass of water, just in case her dad, saw or heard her walking back to her room, she'd have an excuse as to why she was in the kitchen, and she made her back to bed. She couldn't fall asleep right away. So she just laid there staring at the ceiling. Then she'd look at the window. After tonight she definitely wasn't going to ask Charlie for the money, so she thought she'd just try her job plan, and she'd think of an excuse to give her dad should he notice the crack. Her last thought, before she finally fell asleep, was how she was going to get rid of her nuisance of a boyfriend.

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Sorry if this sucked, I tried. I know I said I wasn't going to update until tomorrow, or Monday, but I haven't really been able to sleep the last couple days, so here we are. Please review, let me know your thoughts. Thanks Babes. :)