Charlie and the Chocolate Factory: The Loneliest Abyss

Chapter 14: Not According to Plan (Part 2)

Author's POV

Once Isabella went over to Charlie, Tricia's plan began to unfold itself. As she watched them, to no ones knowledge, she pulled out a sharp pencil from her purse. With a grin she thought how this was going to be perfect. She was going to throw the pencil and let it hit Isabella's bubble, which would cause it pop, thus causing her to fall, injure herself, and she would then have to leave. It was brilliant! At least in her mind it was...

"I'm so glad that I took those javelin lessons." Tricia thought whilst aiming her target. After doing so she looked around to see if anyone was watching. Isabella and Charlie were talking to each other, Mike was still destroying bubbles, Mr. Wonka was still talking to that Oompa Loompa, and Mr. Teavee wasn't looking at anyone.

"Perfect." Tricia thought. "It seems like even fate doesn't want her here." Then with a mischievous grin she threw the pencil. She watched as it sailed over a few bubbles towards Isabella's bubble, but she moved out of the way...so it hit Charlie's.

"Ah!" Charlie screamed as he fell. Isabella sat on her bubble, shocked beyond belief, before coming out of it.

"Charlie!" She screamed out watching her cousin try to land on bubble after another, getting closer to the ground, and failing with each try.

"I pray for a miracle." Isabella thought fear etching onto her face.

-Willy's POV-

I was talking to an Oompa Loompa about a mishap that happened in another room when I heard a scream. I looked up to see Charlie falling through the air. I saw Isabella look down, frightfully, as she screamed his name. I felt an odd jolt in my chest as time stopped in the room, figuratively of course. Then, unbeknownst to me, I rushed forward and caught Charlie just as he was about to hit the ground.

"Oomph!" Was the noise I made as we both hit the ground. After a moment I sat up to see if he was alright, that's when everyone came rushing over. Isabella was the first one through. I looked at her to see tear streaks on her face. Another jolt.

"Charlie?" She questioned nervously. A groan came from the boy before he sat up, he looked around, "Am I dead?" He questioned. Isabella grinned and hugged him tightly, "No, you're alive! Thank the gods." She said.

"Izzy...you're...squishing me!" Charlie managed to say. Isabella smiled and let him go, "Sorry, I'm just glad that you're alright...by the way, how did your bubble pop?" She questioned. I looked at her.

"Does he have anything sharp on himself?" I questioned. She looked at me, as if seeing me for the first time, before shaking her head "No, he doesn't. He didn't bring anything with him." She said.

"Then..." Charlie was interrupted by Mike.

"I found this on the floor." He said coming over to us. He was holding a pencil in his hands.

"Let me see that." Isabella said before taking a hold of it. She looked at it, as if inspecting it, before standing up.

"Where are you going Tricia?" She questioned before turning to look at the woman trying to leave the room. I stood up, along with Charlie, and we all watched as Isabella walked over to her.

"I think I dropped something out there, or in the elevator. I was just going to see if it was out there." Tricia said. Isabella held up the pencil, "Is this what you were looking for? Because it has your initials on it." She said now glaring at her. I narrowed my eyes as did Charlie.

Tricia back up, as if shocked, "I-I'm offended that you would think of me in such a way." She said now glaring. Isabella shook her head, "You know, if you hadn't be so keen on getting your way all the time, I would've considered forgiving you for messing with my high school life. But...with this little stunt...you can forget about it." She then broke the pencil in half and dropped it to the floor. Tricia stood there with a shocked face.

"Oops." Isabella said with a smug grin. "My bad." She then walked back over to us and pulled Charlie close to her. She looked up at me, "Thank you for saving him." She said. I stood there for a moment before a smile came over my face, "Anytime." I muttered. She nodded and turned to Charlie, making sure that he was alright. I then walked over to Tricia.

"Miss Windsor, due to your actions, I will have no choice but to ban you from this tour." I told her. She stood there shocked, "B-but..." I held up my hand. "Nothing can get you out of this, I will be sending an Oompa Loompa to escort you out of the factory, until then you will stay here." She then glared and stepped forwards.

"And to think that I actually bothered trying to get with such a..." She was interrupted with a blow to her face. I blinked and watched as Isabella drew her fist back a triumph grin on her face. She then turned to me, "I always wanted to do that." She said. I smiled at her, "Between you and me, she wasn't actually qualified for the contest." I whispered to her. She chuckled before looking at Charlie, "If you want to, I can take you back home." She told him. He looked between the two of us, for some reason, and shook his head, "No, I don't want to go home yet. We should stay." He said. Isabella stared at him for a moment, a look of suspicion on her face, before nodding, "Alright, we'll stay." She said. I grinned.

"Great! Now..." I said before looking at Tricia, who was out cold on the ground. "Let's go before she wakes up." Isabella and Charlie chuckled before we all left the room.

"Can I pick a room now?" Mike questioned. I smiled and looked at him, "Sure, go ahead." I said gesturing towards the elevator. Once they all entered it, and I, he pressed a button and we were off.

WitheringNight: Looks like Tricia's plan backfired and she's now kicked off the tour, not that she was going to get the prize anyways. Now it's just Charlie and Mike, and we all know who's going to win in the end. However, with a heavy heart, I must tell that we only have three chapters (According to what I want in each chapter) left before the story comes to a close. But! Don't worry my fans! This is just the beginning. Be on the lookout for the finale to this story: Back Again! (Without the exclamation mark)