Charlotte's POV

So far my Sunday has sucked. I woke up and I had started my period. And I had just used my last tampon. "Chuck! I have an emergency. I need you to go to a store for me." Chuck stuck his head in the door and asked what. "I need you to get me tampons. Like bad. And brownies. And Cheetos." I whined out. Chuck grimaced and I pouted. "Fine! I'll go, but I won't like it. Do you want ice cream? You usually want that as well." Chuck was amazing. "yes. Get that caramel gelato I like. I love you, Chuckie!"

I was in a lot of pain, so I spread out my duvet across the sitting room floor. Monkey drug his bed across the room to lay next to me. I was laying on my blanket reading War and Peace, in the original Russian of course. I was still in a lot of pain. So I decided to take a nap. I dozed off for a bit.

I woke up and I was being rolled. Chuck was smiling at me as he rolled me up in my blanket. He picked me up in his arms while I was rolled in the blanket. We were both laughing very hard. He carried me to the table and sat me down. "Did you get my stuff? I need the stuff?" I was leaning into Chuck's face. "Yes. I also took the liberty of ordering season 10 of Supernatural on Amazon Prime Video. But first you need to eat something for breakfast. Knowing you, you will just eat processed foods all day." Chuck knew me too well. "I want pancakes. With chocolate milk. Nondairy milk of course. And I want it delivered to me on the couch." I said with a sharp nod.

The rest of the day was spent with me lounging around. I ate and napped. I laid in bed and finished what homework I had.

Time lapse: the next morning

I was not up to this. I was in a bad mood and I wanted to sleep. I walked with Jude to school this morning. His chattering was making my head sore. Friggin' mother nature. School was a drag. Everyone around me was too happy. At lunch, all I had was an iced coffee.

Once the final bell rang, I ran out of school. I didn't even stop for Jude. Then I encountered the Beast. Jenny was standing at the corner I had to walk to get to the Empire. "Charlotte, did you have a nice time Friday? That guy seemed to. I bet Chuck was happy to see his sister acting like such a slut." She sneered at me." I hated confrontation. "Jenny, leave me alone. I'm not in the mood. I know you are still trying to get back at me for telling your Dad where you were when you went missing. I did it for you. Out there you could have gotten murdered for looking at someone wrong." I was ready to go home. She grimaced, but moved out of the way. Good, back to your lame dad and lame brother.

By the time I got back to the Empire, the lobby was empty and so was the bar except for two patrons. Chuck and an older lady with dark brown hair, much like Chuck and I's. Chuck handed her a small piece of paper and she turned from the bar and left. Before she walked out the door, she looked at me and then glanced down. Her mouth opened, but it closed again and she made her exit. Chuck swiveled around in the stool and continued his drink. Instead of approaching him, I went up the penthouse. I'll do my research on the lady later.

Chuck had a dinner meeting with some business people tonight so he wouldn't be here. Which was perfect for me because I could snoop uninterrupted. I sat at the table and did my homework. I acted as normal should be. Around 6, Chuck was changed and leaving. He gave me a kiss on the head and he left. I gave him enough time to leave and then I went in his bedroom.

Stuff seemed to be normal. I looked on his dresser and I saw something odd. It was a gold locket with a picture of my dad in it. Uhm, excuse me? I was so engrossed in this thing I didn't even here the elevator ding until I heard a voice. "Hello? Charles?" It was a woman's voice with a slight accent. I walked into the front room and was faced with the lady from earlier.

"Charles is out. Can I help you with something?" I wanted to know who this was. "Charlotte? Oh, you are so big. I think I need to sit down. This whole thing is making me dizzy." She thinks she can sit on my sofa? "Listen, lady, I don't even know who you are. How do you know my name? How do you know my brother?" I was freaking out. I needed answers. "Her name is Elizabeth Fischer. Formerly Evelyn Bass. Our mother" Chuck said from the elevator. He stepped into the room and I rushed to his side. The breath had been knocked out of me. My mother? She died giving birth to me. "This has to be some sort of joke right? Our Mom died like 14 years ago? I had hardly even been born yet." My words were quick and frantic.

"Charlotte, I was forced from your life by all of this and your father. He didn't want me around anymore." Elizabeth was very soft spoken then. "I always thought the reason my father couldn't stand to be in a room with me because I killed his wife. That's not the case. He just didn't like his children. Good." I finished my little speech and was about to walk out and Chuck caught my arm. "Charlie, calm down. Lets just all talk and see how things go." When in hell did Chuck Bass start being all rational? "Chuck! She was gone most of our lives and now she's back? You are easily running Bass Industries in ways Bart never dreamed. The growth of it is exponential. She probably just wants more money. I saw you give her that check earlier." I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes and I knew I was going to cry. Chuck pulled me to the sofa and we sat down. I curled into his side and began to cry.

"I think its best you go. You've upset my sister and that doesn't go over well for anyone." Chuck told the old hag in a quiet aside. I heard her let out a lengthy sigh and then heard her heels click on the floor. They probably weren't even designer. Chuck pulled me out of his side and looked at me. "Sweetie, we need to talk about this." He began and I cut him off with "Yes we do, but later." I turned around on my side and laid facing the couch. Chuck sighed and pulled a throw that was tossed onto the back of the couch over me.

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