BRAX'S POV:
Downing beer after beer after beer was nowhere near numbing the pain I felt after my argument with Charlie. I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that she was thinking of going to see the guy who raped her, who put her through hell, who made her scared in her own home…
CHARLIE'S POV:
"Charlie, what's the matter?" Heath asked worriedly as he walked into the house
"I've screwed up, Heath, big time" I admitted
"What do you mean?" he questioned, sitting down next to me, hugging me as I cried some more
"Grant sent me a visiting order. He wants me to go and see him so he can explain. I'm thinking of going because I need the closure but if I do it'll ruin my relationship with Brax" I explained
"How do you know?" he inquired
"He's pretty much said as much" I sighed "what am I gonna do, Heath?"
"You're gonna stay here and clean yourself up and I'm gonna find my dimwit of a brother" he informed me "yeah?"
I nodded and smiled, wiping my eyes with the backs of my hands, watching as he left the house…
BRAX'S POV:
"If you've come here to have a go at me, Heath, save it" I sighed, draining my sixth beer bottle
"Jeez, how many of these have you had?" he asked "you smell like a brewery"
"Cheers. Here's my seventh. What do you want then?" I inquired, staring to drink again
"I've just been home and Charlie's in tears. Something about a visiting order from Grant. Brax, she needs closure. That's why she wants to see him" he informed me
"She's sent you down here to tell me all this because she thinks I'll listen to you, right?" I questioned "wrong"
"Brax, for once, stop being so stubborn and go and support the woman you love" he proclaimed
"Why? If she wants to do something so stupid then I'm gonna let her" I replied
"You don't mean that, Brax" he sighed, running his hands over his face
"Don't I?" I asked, raising an eyebrow "since when did you control what I do and do not think?"
CHARLIE'S POV:
An hour or so later the front door opened and Brax stumbled in, throwing his keys onto the side…
"You're drunk" I sighed as I stood in the kitchen doorway
"Yep. And I'm about to get even more drunk" he informed me
"Brax, can we not just talk about this like sensible adults?" I questioned
"What is there to say? You've clearly made up your mind or you would've thrown the visiting order away as soon as it arrived" he replied
"Do you not understand why I want to go?" I asked "I need closure, Brax"
"Fine. Go and get your closure. But don't expect me to be here when you get back" he stated
"What do you mean?" I inquired, raising an eyebrow
"What I mean, Charlie, is, that if you go and see Grant, we're done. Finished. That's it" he admitted
Hiding from the stones that you guys are probably throwing at me right now…